Records of the Dragon Follower

He often saw that tree in his dream since childhood. I don't know how big the tree is, how high it is, and how many years it has grown. The trunk is so thick and the leaves are so dense that even the sky is covered.

Under the tree, he always felt very relieved and warm, just like It's the same with my mother.

But this time it's not the same as before.

This tree, it's blooming.

Snow white flowers, blooming and blooming, like a tree of snow.

Then the flower slowly changed into pink, and the red became deeper and deeper, and finally became a dark red like blood.

As soon as the wind blows, the flowers all float up, in a whirlwind, as if under a bright red snow.

Xiaodong suddenly opened his eyes and woke up in a cold sweat.