"I think!!" Taozi nodded quickly, then glanced at the intersection where we came, and hesitated: "But they are still waiting for us at the gate, and they entered the woods. What if we get lost?"
"Do you think I am you?" Shen Mochen glanced at her with contempt, then held her hand without explanation and walked towards the woods not far ahead.
On a summer night, facing the cool evening breeze, Tao Zi and Shen Mochen walked along the cobblestone path slowly towards the woods filled with green light. There were flowers planted in the flower beds on both sides of the path.
Rose flowers of various colors, the crescent moon that has just risen from the horizon, sheds a faint moonlight, the breeze blows, and the shadows of the flowers are longing.
A trace of green glistened through the flowers at Tao Zi's hand, and then, as they got closer to the woods, small green lanterns began to swim in front of them.
Shen Mochen's hand slid gently in the air, then he stretched it out in front of Tao Zi, slowly spreading his palm. In his white and slender palm, a light spot the size of a rice grain flashed, and the corner of his lips raised a faint smile.
, "Look, fireflies."
In Tao Zi's impression, fireflies should be little elves in fairy tales, holding small green lanterns, flying over flowers, grass, and streams. When she was young, she lived in a family compound, and there was a clear path behind the yard.
At that time, we could often see some dots of fireflies in the river, but later, with the development of the city, light pollution, air pollution, and water pollution, it has become difficult to see fireflies in the city again.
Unexpectedly, in this dream amusement park, they could encounter so many fireflies inadvertently.
Shen Mochen raised his hand and threw it high, and the little firefly blended into the surrounding quiet night, like a green gem, scattered into the long river of time.
As the night falls, there are more and more fireflies around. They flap their thin wings, high and low, left and right, against the gem-like stars dotted in the sky, in the hazy woods.
Among them, countless fireflies flashed back and forth, like strings and rows of bright gems, woven into countless criss-crossing ribbons.
"So beautiful!" Taozi stood in the sea of fireflies, her white hands slightly opened, and immediately there were several naughty little light spots flying under her fingertips.
"It is indeed beautiful..." Shen Mochen's dark and deep eyes stayed on Taozi's excited little face. In the night, the light of fireflies surrounded her, and the light and shadow were intertwined on her fair skin.
Those big black and white eyes seemed to him more dazzling than any beautiful gemstone in the world.
Hearing his words of praise, Taozi turned to look at Shen Mochen. His fine hair was shimmering with light, and his deep black eyes seemed to have a soul-stirring magic power in the night. The bridge of his nose was straight,
His thin lips outlined a perfect arc, and the deep night light further highlighted his tall figure and extraordinary temperament in a white shirt.
But his eyes are gentler than ever before, as if they are the warmest water in the world, steaming with hazy mist, and quietly flowing into the deepest part of your heart inadvertently.
