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    Jing Lan looked at the flower for a long time, then he closed his fingers and held it in his hand. He leaned in front of the door and lowered his eyes. He lowered his voice and said, "That's so nice to say."

    Hearing this, Luo Yuanqiu smiled and broke off her fingers: "If you don't want it, just give it back to me!"

    Jing Lan easily avoided her, turned the flower around and put it on the fingertip of his left hand, saying, "Who said I don't want it? Seeing how sincere you are, I reluctantly accepted it first."

    She spoke confidently, with no shame on her plain white face, and turned her head to play with the flowers on her fingertips.

    Luo Yuanqiu was slightly taller than her at this time. When he saw the corners of her lips pursed slightly, her side face looked like a half-spring peach blossom in the firelight. Even the hand holding the flower was dyed with a slight warmth. He couldn't help but lean forward and spread his arms.  His arms wrapped her in his arms.

    Jing Lan turned his head and touched her forehead, with a hint of joking in his eyes: "Do you think that now that I have become smaller, you can finally look like a senior sister?"

    "I did think so just now." Luo Yuanqiu said, "But now, I'm thinking, it would be great if I could always protect you in my arms like this."

    Jing Lan was slightly startled, the smile in his eyes faded, and he could only see the gentle and calm eyes of the person in front of him.  She had always thought that everything might not be able to reach her eyes, but at this moment, she saw a shadow clearly reflected in her eyes.

    That¡¯s herself.

    There seemed to be something in my heart that suddenly collapsed, like a torrent pouring down, the earth collapsing and the mountains destroyed, its momentum was unstoppable.  Scenes from the past appeared before Jinglan's eyes, but he felt strangely calm in his heart.  The past time was displayed in front of her, and those emotions that had been ignored and suppressed for a long time finally came to light.  Another thought came to her in a flash, and she felt vaguely sad.  She thought to herself: "It was me who ruined my senior sister. She should not have come down this path."

    Seeing her looking at him without saying a word, Luo Yuanqiu waved his hand in front of her eyes and asked curiously: "What are you thinking about?"

    Jing Lan put his hand over her eyes, and Luo Yuanqiu felt his eyes flickering. His back was against the wooden door, and his lips were touched by something soft.

    She naturally knew what it was and couldn't help but breathe quickly.  The girl's lips were also like flowers. There was an ambiguous atmosphere between her lips and teeth, and her movements were sometimes light and sometimes heavy, as if they were intimate for the first time when they were young. The rawness was mixed with endless warm affection.

    Luo Yuanqiu suddenly blushed, grabbed her shoulders and said at a loss: "Wait, why did you suddenly"

    Unexpectedly, Jinglan rested his head on the crook of her neck and stood up to look at her again after a while.  Luo Yuanqiu was shocked by her deep gaze. He watched Jing Lan lying on his legs and took his hands to cover her face.

    Luo Yuanqiu didn't dare to move. He was very confused by her sudden action, so he asked softly: "What's wrong with you?"

    There was a slight itching tremor in her palms. Jinglan turned over, used her hands as pillows, and buried her face in the palms.  It took Luo Yuanqiu a long time to hear her say: "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired."

    Luo Yuanqiu¡¯s hands were pressed by her. He wanted to say that this was not a dream. How could he feel tired in the dream?  Her eyes touched the snow-white ears between Jinglan's black hair, and her heart softened inexplicably. She felt that what she was holding in her hands was not a person, but a flower that needed careful care. She was frightened but happy with it.

    Her heart became extremely soft and her voice was very soft: "Then you take a nap."

    "I have had many dreams," Jing Lan suddenly said, "They say that everything you think about must have a dream, but I have never seen you in those dreams. It seems that no one except me remembers you."

    It was pitch dark all around, but there was light only where they were.  Luo Yuanqiu felt a little funny when he heard her voice was faint, as if she was talking in her sleep. He moved his fingers and said: "Now we are in your dream, haven't you already seen me?"

    Jinglan said: "Yes, it's a dream within a dream, but who knows if I will see you again after I wake up?"

    Luo Yuanqiu noticed that there seemed to be warmth between her fingers. She lowered her head and saw that the corners of Jing Lan's eyes were red and her eyelashes were slightly moist. For a moment, she seemed to be connected with her soul. She understood Jing Lan's uneasiness and said subconsciously: "Then I will go find you!  "

    Jinglan didn¡¯t answer and seemed to have fallen asleep.  Facing the silent darkness, Luo Yuanqiu said to himself: "I will look for you. No matter where you are, I will find you."

    No one responded to her words, and a bit of silver light floated out from the crack of the door behind her, turning into a small silver butterfly and landing on her shoulder as lightly as flying snow

    The sound of running water seemed to be heard in his ears, and it suddenly leaned downward. Luo Yuanqiu suddenly opened his eyes, feeling a little inexplicable.

    Why did she fall asleep?

    In the endHe opened the lid and fanned gently.  Green smoke curled up from the copper stove, then turned into colorless smoke and dispersed into the house.

    "What's this?"

    The girl next to her looked up at the rising smoke and asked with a hint of confusion.

    Luo Yuanqiu took a look at her and saw that the girl's features were vaguely similar to those of a woman, but she was still young and her facial features were still childlike.

    "Strange, how could this mother and daughter appear in Jinglan's dream?"

    The two men seemed unable to see her, and the woman replied: "This is the real incense, it can make her feel better."

    The girl asked again: "Why does she keep sleeping?"

    The woman moved the incense burner away and said, "She is sick and needs to stay in bed to recuperate. Are you willing to stay with her here?"

    The girl looked hesitant, turned to look at the bed beside her, and nodded very softly.

    "Good boy," the woman stood up as if she was relieved, touched her face and said with a smile, "You stay here with your sister, and mother will come when you go, okay?"

    "good."

    After the woman left, the girl took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, looking curiously at the person lying down.

    Luo Yuanqiu also sat beside the bed and followed her to explore the person in the quilt.

    The girl reached out and poked the man in the face. At the same time, the silver butterfly that was flying in the air fell and flew around the two of them.

    Luo Yuanqiu groaned, not yet understanding what happened, thinking that the silver butterfly was so weird, flying around like a moth.

    She was about to flick it away, but the silver butterfly stopped on the girl's shoulder and stopped moving.

    Luo Yuanqiu was stunned, staring at the girl, and almost forgot his words for a moment.

    The man in the quilt suddenly moved. The girl was startled, stepped back, and whispered: "Are you awake?"

    After the girl stepped aside, Luo Yuanqiu could clearly see the face of the person in the quilt.  That was just a child, with his eyes closed at this time, and his face looked much younger than this girl.

    An extremely familiar feeling rushed over her face. She was stunned for a moment, and a chill arose in her heart.

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