~： Extra 49 acid (1/2)
Zi Chen returned by himself.
He returned to the room, swept away, saw the sour spirits that had been washed not long ago on the table, and paused.
After that, he walked to the table and sat down, stretched out his slender and well-knotted fingers lazily, pinching the largest and fullest sour spirit fruit and passing it into his lips.
He opened a book casually, with a relaxed posture, just like every day before, staying quietly alone.
After a while, he took his gaze away from the book, raised his eyes and looked out the window.
Empty and deserted.
His face did not move, his eyes dropped again.
Tuanzi used to like to go to Fengyougu very much. Now he has finally come out, and of course he will stay there for a long time.
He turned a page.
...
As time passed slowly, he ate a lot of sour spirits on the plate.
After reading a book, Zi Chen felt a little boring, and got up and went to the shelf to change another one.
As he walked by the window, he looked out again seemingly unconscious.
It was silent, and there were no people.
He paused, withdrew his gaze, turned around and sat back.
He lowered his head and opened the book, his eyelashes trembled slightly.
Actually... still the one just now.
At that moment, he didn't know what was wrong, he actually forgot his original plan to change the book, and came back with this one.
He stared at the book a few times, and finally threw it aside.
He rubbed his temples and planned to take a nap.
...
When I opened my eyes again, a warm orange light spilled in from the window.
He squinted his eyes slightly uncomfortable, and concentrated his concentration for a moment.
It was already dusk by now.
The sun was sinking, and only half of the setting sun remained, hidden behind the flowing clouds in the sky, revealing a few rays of light.
Half of the sky was smudged into magnificent colors.
Zi Chen half leaned back in the chair, staring at this beautiful exquisiteness for a moment.
Immediately, he seemed to remember something, and looked back into the room.
”Dumpling?”
The cold, low, dumb voice echoed in the room, making it even more deserted.
No one responded.
That's - haven't come back yet.
In fact, there is no need to ask this, with Zi Chen's current strength, all the movement within this radius can't escape his eyes.
Therefore, he knew very well that not only did the dumpling not return to the house, but even the mountain.
I really didn't even see a shadow.
He was silent for a moment, and then glanced towards the horizon.
After a long while, he bent his index finger and tapped lightly on the table.
well.
Seems to be crazy?
He restrained his breath and caught a glimpse of the sour spirits left on the table.
In just a moment, he did not hesitate to take the shot, slowly but firmly sending the sour spirit fruit into his mouth.
It seems that I have no plans to stay at all.
...
It wasn't until the sunset completely settled and hid in the mountains and forests, and a deep twilight descended, that the dumplings came back with endless thoughts.
She walked on the road in the mountains, with light steps, smiling lips, as if very happy.
The lively and joyous atmosphere made the teenagers beside her couldn't help laughing.
”Dumpling, are you very happy?”
The dumpling nodded:
”Of course! You don't know how I spent the time in it!”
In fact, all her mind and energy at the time were focused on repairing the Phoenix Temple, and she was not too aware of the passage of time.
Now that I came out, I realized that I was so pitiful.
She has never been a wrongdoer, so she has arranged a hundred compensation methods for herself.
Although she hasn't figured it out yet, how should those one hundred kinds come from?
But that is not important!
The dumplings are thriving, and their hearts are full of joy and excitement.