"Well, it's so beautiful." Han Yunyi pursed his lips and smiled, and the firefly light reflected his heart-warming smile.
Well, actually, you are more beautiful.
The sky is dotted with gem-like stars; in the hazy fields, countless fireflies fly to the corners of the fields, like strings and rows of colorful lights, woven into countless criss-crossing ribbons.
"...Do you like it?"
"Um?"
Han Yunyi didn't know when he was standing next to Youyi, looking at Liuguang with the same yearning.
One big and one small, one tall and one short.
What a perfect match.
"Of course." Youyi showed her white teeth and liked this special gift very much.
Her heart was more moved, but not what Zhan Yeche had brought to her... some kind of emotion that she couldn't explain.
"Fireflies represent hope." Han Yunyi stared at the group of fireflies that seemed to never dissipate, and said softly.
"The legend begins when there were two fireflies in the world. They were originally non-luminous, but then one of them got lost, and the other one searched for it all day and night. At night when nothing could be seen,
The other one will cry desperately, and cry, and finally its body will light up every time it cries, so that it can continue to look for the lost firefly at night."
Then, Han Yunyi gave the only one a complicated look.
It's very complicated. There are many, many...emotions mixed into it?
"What a beautiful legend, what a beautiful story...what a beautiful firefly." After hearing this, Weiyi couldn't help but admire.
There were a few tears in her eyes, and she was moved inside.
It turns out that every person or thing has a legend of its own. No matter whether it is true or not, it is a rainbow of their vitality that will never fade away.