The Peach Blossom Village of the Cat Boss

Chapter 260
In the thick mist, the white lotus pushed aside the water waves on the lake and slowly floated forward.

Zhao Panpan stared straight at the light with a very indifferent expression on his face.

If this lamp could really convey his thoughts to his mother, where would it eventually go?

Zhao Panpan stood up from the ground, took off his shoes, and walked barefoot on the gravel by the lake.

The sand under my feet is wet and fine.

The tide of the lake ebbed and flowed, pushing against his feet from time to time.

Zhao Panpan's heart suddenly relaxed, and he suddenly remembered that when he was very young, he had a short happy memory with his mother.

Mother likes to eat lotus root very much. In summer, she will take the young him to a lake full of lotus flowers to pick lotus root.

Of course, it was the mother who went into the water.

He was too young at that time, so he could only wait on the shore.

It would take hours for his mother to go into the water each time, and he was bored of waiting, so he ran around on the gravel with his bare feet.

Sometimes, he would mix sand and water to build castles.

Sometimes he will also look for some smooth and round pebbles, and give the pebbles he has found so hard to his mother as a gift.

He likes the feeling of walking barefoot on the gravel, the soft touch makes him feel at ease.

In the nose is the unique fragrance of lotus root, mixed with the smell of lake water.

It doesn't seem to be much different from the vague impression in his memory.

Zhao Panpan liked the fragrance in the wind very much, and a smile appeared on his face.

He suddenly became playful, rolled up his trouser legs and ran wildly on the gravel, bouncing and bouncing.

At that moment, he felt free and happy.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Panpan bowed his body and gasped for breath.

He had a smile on his face, but tears welled up in his eyes.

He turned his head to look at the lake, and the little lantern had disappeared into the thick fog without a trace.

Where did it go?

Has the mother received his thoughts?

Where is mother now?At the end of this fog?

The deepest part of the dense fog may be the destination of people.

Zhao Panpan stared at the mist in a daze for a while, then he suddenly walked straight towards the depths of the lake.

The touch under his feet became more and more wet, and his calf was soon completely submerged in the lake.

The lake made waves, pushing and pulling between his legs back and forth.

Zhao Panpan felt a trace of resistance, as if the lake was resisting him.

He came back to his senses and looked down at the lake.

I don't know when, the moonlight fell on the lake through the clouds and mist, turning the layers of waves into bright fish scales.

The moonlight at night is very gentle and quiet, as if speaking silent words.

Zhao Panpan raised his head numbly, and walked deep again.

More and more places in his body were submerged, calves, thighs, waist.

The clothes on his body were wet by the lake water and spread out quietly on the lake.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The quiet waves, like invisible forces, slapped Zhao Panpan's body again and again.

That force seemed to be trying to push him back.

The wave seems to be singing a lullaby that can comfort people's hearts. It sings softly and shakes quietly.

Today's lake water is not cold at all, but warm and soft.

The lotus by the lake is swaying with the wind, and I want its fragrance to spread farther and stronger.

Everything in the world seems to be using their unique ways to make romantic retention.

But the sound they can make is so small that Zhao Panpan can't find it at all.

Still with a blank face, he walked deeper into the lake.

The water of the lake echoed between his necks...

The waters of the lake flooded his nostrils...

The lake was over his head.

But he still kept going, swimming forward.

Soon, his figure completely disappeared.

After a while, the tide surged, and a few bubbles suddenly appeared in the depths of the lake.

The red paint on Zhao Panpan's face turned into blood and smeared.

Then, his body quietly sank to the bottom of the lake.

He was in the lake, watching the lake getting farther and farther away from him.

All surrounding sounds seemed to disappear, and his world fell into complete silence.

The light in front of him was getting farther and farther away, and the painful suffocation hit him.

Tears mixed into the lake water.

He doesn't struggle, doesn't resist.

He closed his eyes.

On the surface of the lake, a beautiful lotus flower suddenly broke, and its petals scattered and fell.

Darkness swept Zhao Panpan, and his world fell into nothingness.

The painful memories of the past are fading layer by layer... But those good memories of the past seem to be shattering too.

Spring breeze and summer rain, autumn leaves and winter snow.

The sun is shining, and the wind and rain are precarious.

...all of that is gone.

Everything has nothing to do with him.

"Hope!"

In the suffocating darkness, he suddenly heard a hoarse cry!

Zhao Panpan opened his eyes suddenly, and he saw a round moon on the curved surface above his head, which turned into a hazy and gentle circle of light in the water waves.

Not far from the aperture, small lanterns float quietly.

At this time, he suddenly understood!

He understood that the increasingly fierce water waves wanted to push him back.

He understood that the moonlight that cleared away the clouds was trying to push him back.

He understands that the lullaby played by all things wants to push him back!
And the familiar shout that rang in my ears just now, I want to push him back even more!

At this moment, Zhao Panpan suddenly had a very strong desire to survive!
Wandering between life and death, he suddenly figured it out!
He wanted to understand so many things!
But, but...

It's too late.

That's too late……

The strong sense of suffocation took away Zhao Panpan's consciousness.

At the last moment, he vaguely heard the sound of water breaking in, as if a figure was swimming towards him against the light.

At the same time, he also felt that a force under his body was dragging him upstream.

Deep in the lake, someone grabbed his hand.

His consciousness is very vague, and he doesn't know whether everything is real or unreal.

Before he had time to think about it, his consciousness had completely disappeared.

When he woke up again and opened his eyes in confusion, he saw the face of a young man.

Next to it, there seems to be a... raccoon cat?

This young man is very handsome, with an indescribable aura that makes people want to get close.

Both he and the cat were wet.

The young man stood on the shore, took off his shirt, and was wringing the water out.

The raccoon cat was also shaking vigorously, turning the water droplets on its body into mist.

But Zhao Panpan himself was lying on the gravel, his whole body was intact.

Zhao Panpan touched his face excitedly, then touched his feet...

He grabbed a handful of sand and felt the urge to cry with joy after feeling the grit.

Finally, he looked excitedly at the young man in front of him.

"You saved me?"

(End of this chapter)