She kept staring at him, trying to see his face clearly - but, his face was completely hidden in the shadow of his bangs.
He healed all the injuries on her feet without saying a word: "This is the last time."
The sound seemed to come from far away in the sky. The sound was pleasant and familiar, like the sound of nature.
Whose voice is it, and why is it so familiar?
Why does Chanel feel like crying just by listening to this sound?
The voice continued: "Xia Nai, this is the last time I see you."
Chanel held the boy's hand tightly, knowing it was him who was speaking: "Who are you? Let me see your face, okay?"
"Didn't you say... you never want to see me again?"
"When did I say that?"
"I shouldn't see you again. This is the real, last time."
His slender fingers touched her cheek, and a rose suddenly bloomed on that finger.
The rose seemed to have taken root on his fingers, and began to sprout new branches and leaves quickly, wrapping around his arms, shoulders, chest, and body...
Then his whole body was wrapped and covered by dense branches and leaves, and they bloomed with blood-red flowers.
Shanel looked at him strangely: "What's wrong with you?"
She reached out to hold him, but his body drifted back a few steps: "Xia Nai, I have to leave."
I don't know why, but just hearing this sound makes me want to cry.
Shanel looked at him heartbrokenly: "Let's go, where are you going?"
"I'm very happy to see you so happy."
"You can't leave, you haven't told me who you are..."
"If you forget me, you will be happier, then...forget me forever."
"Wait a minute, tell me who you are?"
The blood-red roses became redder and redder, and then suddenly, with a pop, they started to burn.
The flowers turned into fireworks and burned in leaps and bounds. Even the rose bush where Chanel was standing was all in flames.
The strange thing is that Chanel didn't feel any burning sensation while standing in the fierce flames.
Shanel took a few steps forward, wanting to catch the young man whose whole body was covered with fire——
However, her hand holding his hand seemed to hold a piece of ashes and annihilate it.
Chanel stretched out her hand to hug him, but everything she touched turned into ashes.
Chanel couldn't believe it. In just a moment, the young man who was standing next to her just now, the large blood-red rose bush, and the jumping flames were all reduced to ashes on the ground.
Chanel seemed to wake up from her dream just now.
"Mu Xicheng, you are Mu Xicheng, right?"
"Mu Xicheng, where are you going?"
"Mu Xicheng, please speak clearly, Mu Xicheng, Mu Xicheng——"
In the dark dream, both the rose flower and the boy were taken away by the fire.
The boy who could do anything for her to make her happy as long as she was angry, Mu Xicheng.
Just a simple smile from her would satisfy him as if he had the whole world.
How could she forget him? She would never forget him in this life.