Chapter 144 A Flock of Crows Fly Over 1
It was very sad. Walking on the street, Luosu wanted to smoke, but found that he had nothing on him. He couldn't help but vent his anger on the trash can by the side of the road, and kicked the trash can flying out, scared Many passers-by looked at her differently.

Back home, everything was quiet, it seemed to be the same as before, but there was another person here, Luosu glanced at Zi Yechen who was lying asleep on the sofa in the living room, and went upstairs directly.

Now in the whole house, only her own room can allow her to live in isolation from the world. Thinking about the past, she has mixed feelings in her heart, and the scenes of that scene are constantly replaying in her mind.

Opening the cabinet on the bedside, Luosu took out one of the bottles from the pile, staring at the small glass bottle in a daze, the glass surface reflected a little bit of light, dancing beautifully.

"I'm most afraid of memories. I suddenly rolled over and had cramps that didn't subside. Today, I was injured again. Luosu, you have to protect yourself and don't get hurt again."

After writing this passage, Luosu rolled a small piece of paper into a strip and stuffed it into the bottle, then sealed the bottle, hung a small gold thread on it, strung a bell the size of a fingernail, and put It shook slightly in front of my eyes, and the bell made a small ringing sound.

When they went down to the living room, Zi Yechen was still sleeping there, Luosu frowned and looked at him, not understanding why this guy had a room and didn't sleep, so he ran here to lie down.

Luosu took the small bottle and went to the garden behind the house. In the yard, there are two different worlds from the outside world. There is no noise in the city here, only silence and the most primitive harmony.

The yard is full of all kinds of flowers and plants. For a long time, Luosu will not let this place go to waste. No matter how much she plays, she will take care of it carefully. Watching her play and laugh here, full of smiles.

Luosu walked under the banyan tree, sat on the swing, and swayed gently. In fact, she, Luosu, was often very quiet, not as everyone saw.

A gust of wind blew by, and there were bursts of soft bells ringing in her ears. Luosu smiled, raised her head, and looked at the dozens of bottles that were exactly the same as hers hanging among the branches and leaves of the banyan tree above her head. It is called a wishing bottle, and this tree also has a beautiful name, the wishing tree.

(End of this chapter)

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