Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Soon, her figure disappeared.

It turned into dots of light like fireflies and dissipated in the sea of ​​flowers.

Never again.

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Another dream.

In the dream, there was still the vast sea of ​​roses, and the boundless blue sky.

Flowers all over the ground, delicate and blooming roses.

Red everywhere, eye-catching red.

The fragrance that fills your mouth is almost intoxicating.

This time, he stood at the edge of the sea of ​​flowers, only one step away from such roses.

The man looked at the gorgeous red quietly, his fingertips seemed to be curling up slightly.

Some were trembling faintly.

Without entering the sea of ​​flowers, he lowered his eyes silently.

He stood there for a long time, as if waiting for something.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was nothing.

No sound, no movement.

There is no bright red, nor that sly chuckle.

Nothing at all.

There was silence.

He lowered his long eyelashes and raised them slightly.

His eyes fell firmly on the sea of ​​flowers.

The wind is light and the sky is blue.

The flowers are very lazy, lazily lifting their petals and swaying slowly.

He watched quietly for a while and finally moved.

Lamely, moving very slowly.

Without the support of crutches, walking was a bit difficult.

As if he wanted to enter on purpose, he slowly pushed aside the flowers.

Even if he stepped on the spikes, he walked in quietly as if he felt no pain.

Go deeper and deeper.

The sunshine here is very warm and the petals are very soft.

When he stepped on the spikes, blood flowed out.

Flowed quietly into the soil.

From somewhere, a subtle light that was as charming as a firefly gradually emerged.

Dotted with stars, faint light floated in the mid-air.

It was blended into the bright sunlight and couldn't be seen clearly at all.

Appeared silently and quietly.

It's hard to detect.

The next moment, the man's figure paused slightly and stopped.

Like, I noticed something.

Probably to tease him deliberately, that gorgeous figure did not appear at all.

Only the wind blows gently, blowing the indescribable light fragrance in the air.

It's her unique scent, very fragrant and soft.

Like a fox's tail that couldn't be grasped, it was gently teasing his heart.

His heart was trembling uncontrollably, and the numbing itching made him almost lose his mind.

His body remained motionless, and his hanging fingertips trembled violently.

Breathing also became heavier.

The faint indescribable floral fragrance, mixed with the fragrance of roses, gave him an unprecedented feeling of heat in his body.

There was a thin red color at the tips of his ears silently, like the buried sparks. Although it was subtle, it still couldn't conceal the burning sensation.

Shockingly hot.

He stood there, eyes lowered.

Her extremely dark and light phoenix eyes were quietly looking at the roses in front of her.

Keep moving forward.

One step at a time, the pace is slow.

And that faint fragrance just stayed with him.

It seems that it has been following him.

He didn't know where he stepped, and the terrain was a little uneven, and his figure suddenly staggered.

The next second, a thin white hand appeared and held him firmly.

The gorgeous burgundy skirt fell down, and her charming waist-length hair fell gently on the rose petals.

The tips of the hair are a light dark green.

She appeared just as he was about to fall.

Hold him by his side.

"Be careful."

She is laughing.

She was obviously caring about him, but she had a flirtatious tone.

Like teasing.

Naked teasing.

The gentle and elegant man lowered his eyes, and almost instantly, he grabbed her with his backhand.

Accurately, even with some force.

As if he was afraid she would run away.