Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 84 Breaking the Boundary

  The hands of the flowers are hot, but soft.

   "I caught you." Xiaolan smiled at the flowers.

  White smoke emerged from the well, the flames were getting weaker and weaker, and the flowers were slightly open, looking at Xiaolan and everything around him in amazement.

"how come?…"

   "This shows that I should be the one who saved you."

  Xiaolan pulled the flower cluster towards herself. The weight of the flower cluster was lightly beyond Xiaolan's expectation. With almost a little effort, Xiaolan lifted the flower cluster out of the well.

  Hua Cong sat on the cold bluestone slab, looked around in disbelief, and finally focused on Xiaolan.

  "Don't sit on the ground, it's too cold." Xiaolan said, reaching out to pull the **** hand among the flowers.

   "I'm not cold," Hua Cong shook his head, "The well is too hot, I haven't felt the cool air in a long time..."

"I knew from the beginning that you won't let your world hurt me." Xiaolan saw that Hua Cong was very nostalgic for the coolness of the ground, and simply sat opposite her," said the Taoist leader, the master of the world can Affect the world, this is your own world of Hua Cong, you who are kind will never allow the world to hurt people anyway."

   "But my world... used to be..."

  As if thinking of something, Xiaolan suddenly took Huatu's arm.

   "By the way, I have something to give you."

   Xiaolan knelt on the ground, took the backpack behind her into her arms, and started to turn over the contents of the backpack under the strange eyes of the flowers.

  Hua Cong is still a little uncomfortable, look at Xiaolan, then look down at her bag.

  Although I am very moved, but...

  Is there something wrong with this girl? What's the matter with such a good girlfriend-like atmosphere?

  She is still like a cooked turkey, why is she not afraid or weird at all?

  "You...are you really not afraid of me?"

   "Huh? What are you afraid of?" Xiaolan seemed to have found it, and with a bright eye, he withdrew his hand.

   "Found it, Hua Bush, this one is for you!"

  The scarf of the flower bushes appeared, and it was soaked in rain, it was no longer the fluffy and white appearance before.

   "Yeah, it's all wet."

   Xiaolan frowned, holding the scarf in both hands and passing it to the flowers.

  Huatu's black eyes brightened instantly, looking at the scarf, the moist mist gradually enveloped her gaze.

"this is mine…"

  Hua Tsung stretched out her fingers to touch it, lowered her head to see her charcoal-like fingertips, and then retracted her hand.

   "It's your scarf."

   Seeing this, Xiaolan shakes off the white scarf and carefully wraps it around Huatu's neck.

  "It still smells of you, and the smell of twigs. This is the scarf that belongs to your two sisters."

  Flowers trembling hands, she stroked her white scarf, her eyes filled with tears.

   "My scarf..."

  Teardrops slipped from the corner of her eyes.

  The flowers began to change.

  The place burned by the fire began to heal, and the black scabs that formed came off one by one, exposing the white skin inside, and the hair became smooth.

  The flower bush has changed back to the beautiful look in the memory.

   "Thank you, Xiaolan."

  The flower bushes stroked the scarf, stood up from the ground, and looked at Xiaolan's eyes with tenderness.

  "Are you going to the back of the boundary monument?"

  Xiaolan also stood up. Hua Cong had changed from a little girl back to the age of death at some unknown time. Xiaolan looked up at her tall and thin. The scarf matched her incomparably, and she looked pure and flawless.

  Hua Cong smiled and shook his head.

   "Xiao Lan, you just broke my boundary. If you want to send me to the boundary monument, you still need to complete my obsession."

   Xiaolan was listening attentively, but suddenly realized that everything around her was slowly disappearing, and even the tender flowers standing there were gradually disappearing.

  (End of this chapter)