This time, she heard her own voice clearly Luo Xi could no longer bear the depressing sadness at this moment, and immediately threw herself into the man's arms, burst into tears, and kept chanting, "Jing Mohao, where have you been?"
The man hugged her tightly and said in a low voice, "Luoxi, what did you see?"
Luo Xi couldn't say anything else, so she just cried hard, wanting to vent all the panic and fear in her tears.
The man no longer asked, but waited patiently for her to calm down.
The fluctuations in her heart were hidden.
Luo Xi calmed down for a long time before she stopped crying in the man's arms, leaving only sobbing and silent tears.
The man's lips pressed against her cold face, and his palms patted her arms gently, and Luo Xi's mood gradually calmed down.
The man hugged her and sat on his lap, his eyes locked on her face, but Luo Xi didn't want him to see her in such a mess, so she buried her face in his neck and felt his breath.
This was indispensable.
Hard to give up.
The man tightened his arms slightly and pursed his thin lips.
"Jing Mohao, what happened to me just now?"
Luo Xi blocked his nose and asked first.
The man lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the half-burned red candle on the table, and the wine glass that had not lost a drop, and said, "You must have fallen into some kind of fantasy.
I don't know what you saw, but I can see your His eyes were desperate and confused, and he kept shouting my name."
She reached out and hooked his neck, and said softly, "Hmm," "So, how did you wake me up?"
"Blow up the car."
"What?"
Luo Xi stood up in shock, "You blew up the car?"
The man reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, but the woman grabbed her finger and said, "Why do you want to blow up the car?"
"When a person is in a huge illusion, only a huge change or sound can wake him up.
Luo Xi, this is common sense."
The man said in a steady tone.
Luo Xi was speechless, looking at him intently, and then said after a while, "Then how do we go back?"
The man raised his eyebrows and said, "Luo Xi, just leave this matter to your man to consider.
What you have to do now is to tell me what exactly you saw."
Luo Xi pursed her lips, as if she was going to touch the grave she didn't want to touch.
After thinking for a long time, he finally described the scene he saw, "I saw a huge butterfly parked on the windmill.
I wanted to point it out to you, but found that it suddenly flew down and carried me up.
Flying to a place without you, there is no windmill, and there is no light.
I want to call you, but I can't make a sound.
Then, I am lost in a whole field of tulips, I can't tell the direction, there is only darkness.
It's very real, very desperate, not a fantasy at all, like a real scene, really."
Luo Xi said, holding onto the man's clothes tightly with her fingers, fearing that she would fall into this terrible nightmare again the next second.
The man's voice slowed down, as if it could soothe the woman's uneasy heart again, "This is not a fantasy, it is an illusion.
You should inform me as soon as you see the butterfly."
Luo Xi sniffed, "I thought this was an episode arranged by you."
The man's eyes flashed with evil intent, which fell where the woman couldn't see him
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