You Are My Entire World

"Think!!" Peach nodded quickly, then glanced at the crossing, hesitating: "But they are still waiting for us at the gate, and they entered the woods, what if they get lost?"

"Do you think I am you?" Shen Mochen glanced at her lightly with contempt, and then took her hand indiscriminately and walked towards the woods not far in front.

In the summer evening, facing the cool evening breeze, peaches and Shen Mochen stepped on the light grassy fragrance, along the cobbled path, and slowly walked towards the forest with a little green light, planted in the flower beds on both sides of the path Rose flowers of various colors and crescents that have just risen from the sky are sprinkled with a touch of moonlight, breezes and flowers.

Among the flowers at the peach's hand, there was a hint of green smoothness. Then, the closer to the wood, the green lanterns began to wander in front of them.

Shen Mochen's hand slipped gently in the air, and then stretched out in front of Peach, slowly spreading out his palm. In his white and slender palm, a spot of rice grain flickered, and the corner of his lips raised a faint smile. , "Look, fireflies."

In Peach’s impression, the fireflies should be elves in fairy tales, holding green lanterns, flying above flowers, grass, and creeks. When they were young, they lived in the family’s compound. There was a clear At that time, Xiaohe often saw some sporadic fireflies, but later, with the development of the city, light pollution, air pollution, and water pollution, it was difficult to see fireflies again in the city.

Unexpectedly, in this dream amusement park, they inadvertently encountered so many fireflies.

Shen Mochen raised his hand and tossed it high, and the little firefly merged into the quiet night surrounding it, like a green gemstone, which was scattered into the long river of time.

As the night fell, there were more and more fireflies around. They flapped thin wings, suddenly high and low, and left and right, against the jewel-like stars dotted in the sky, in the hazy woods. In the end, countless fireflies shuttled from one to another, like a string of rows of brilliant gemstones, woven into countless criss-cross ribbons.

"It's so beautiful!" Peach stood in the sea of ​​fireflies, a pair of white hands slightly opened, and immediately a few naughty little spots flew under the hills of her fingertips.

"It's really beautiful..." Shen Mochen's dark, deep eyes stayed on the peachy little face of excitement. In the night, the glow of fireflies surrounded her, and there was a little light and shadow on her fair skin. The **** and white eyes seemed to him more dazzling than any beautiful gem in the world.

Hearing his praise, Peach turned his head to look at Shen Mochen, his fine hair twirling a little light, those dark and deep eyes seemed to have a breathtaking magic in the night, his nose straight, The thin lips outline a perfect arc, and the deep night is more set against his long figure in a white shirt, with an extraordinary temperament.

His eyes, however, have never been gentler, as if it were the warmest water between heaven and earth, transpiring with a misty mist, and inadvertently, quietly trickling into the deepest part of your heart.