Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

It makes people afraid to come forward and touch it.

The sea of ​​flowers was so big that it covered most of the manor.

It's the flower season, and the delicate roses are in full bloom.

When thousands of plants are crowded together, they become even more vivid and lively, with passionate skirts fluttering in the wind, as red as blood and as beautiful as paintings.

The bright light golden sunlight falls and shines on them. The dewdrops are crystal clear and the petals are bright red.

The bright colors collide with each other. If you don't let me, I won't let you.

The picture is magnificent and magnificent.

It makes people sink into it.

Mr. Qiao, who was cold and gentle, stood there quietly and didn't know how long he watched.

The bright and scorching colors of the flowers were reflected in his extremely dark eyes, as if they had been swallowed up, leaving nothing behind.

Silence, silence.

In such a warm sea of ​​flowers, nothing was said.

Extraordinarily quiet.

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After returning from the back garden, Qiao Fuxing didn't say much.

The doctor came and was waiting early.

Qiao Fuxing started doing rehabilitation as usual, massaging his legs and clearing blood vessels.

The recovery process was arduous, painful and long, but he remained silent.

Be patient and persistent.

At this time, outside the rehabilitation room, the curtain was wide open.

The sea of ​​roses outside is still warm and fragrant.

He put his crutches aside and relied only on his legs, walking extremely slowly step by step like a ninety-year-old man.

The walk was extremely difficult.

This process was probably extremely tiring, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead.

When his eyes fell on the flowers outside, his eyelashes trembled.

It seemed like he was startled.

After a pause, he calmly withdrew his gaze, raised his feet, and walked slowly.

The clear, warm and white face is extremely emotionless.

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Outside, inside the sea of ​​flowers.

The sun is bright and the breeze is gentle.

The petals are in full bloom and the fragrance is filling the air.

It's too quiet and no one disturbs me.

In the petals of the flower bones, gradually, the charming and subtle lights like fireflies floated out.

The light is very weak, and it is even harder to detect under the bright sunlight.

Dots of light like fireflies shuttle through the petals like magic.

Flying freely, silently and extremely naughty.

In the distance, gardeners were pruning the branches and leaves of shrubs, and some were still watering.

The little bits of light moved away from them, heading towards the depths of the sea of ​​flowers.

Only a sudden rustling sound was heard.

A crystal white finger touched the magnificent rose.

After tapping it, the originally wilted rose suddenly seemed to be injected with life again and bloomed brilliantly.

The leaves also unfolded again, facing the sun, especially fresh.

The person hidden among them is hiding behind the roses.

She has a gorgeous burgundy dress, black as algae, and her long hair is slightly dyed green at the end.

The magnificent petals covered her, but also decorated her.

The slender wrists with jade-like flesh and bone, resting on Hua'er's body, made her skin white and beautiful, like a rose enchantress.

The extremely seductive Rose Enchantress.

She squatted there, slightly revealing her beautiful light wine-red peach blossom eyes, and looked quietly in the direction of the villa.

As if staring at something.

The thin white and crystal-clear fingertips tapped silently.

He seemed to be thinking.

"How should we meet..."

She sighed softly, as if she was troubled.

After all, you have to find a suitable identity.