Madam Dihao is not good

Bleeding areas will heal automatically.

The boy squatted beside her, quietly healing her wounds.

Chanel grabbed his hand suddenly, raised her head, but couldn't see the boy's face.

"Who are you?" She held his hand tightly, "I seem to know you...you give me a very familiar feeling. Who are you?"

The boy seemed to be looking at her with sad eyes. [

She kept staring at him, trying to see his face clearly, but his face was completely hidden in the shadow of bangs.

He healed all the injuries on her feet without saying a word: "This is the last time."

The sound seemed to come from a very distant sky, the sound was very pleasant, very familiar, like the sound of heaven.

Whose voice is it, and why is it so familiar?

Why does Chanel feel like crying just by listening to this voice?

The voice continued: "Xia Nai, this is the last time I see you."

Chanel held the boy's hand tightly, knowing that he was talking: "Who are you, let me see your face, okay?"

"Didn't you say... you don't want to see me again?"

"When did I say that?"

"I'm not supposed to see you again. This is real, the last time."

His slender fingers touched her cheek, and a rose suddenly bloomed on that finger.

The rose flower seemed to take root on his fingers, and began to sprout new branches and leaves quickly, wrapping around his arms, shoulders, chest, body...

Then his whole body was wrapped and covered by dense branches and leaves, and blood-red flowers bloomed.

Chanel looked at him strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

She reached out to hold him, but his body drifted back a few steps: "Xia Nai, I'm leaving."

I don't know why, but just hearing this voice makes me want to cry.

Chanel looked at him heartbroken: "Go, where are you going?"

"It makes me happy to see you so happy."

"You can't go, you haven't told me who you are..."[

"If you forget me, you will be happier, then...forget me forever."

"Wait a minute, tell me who you are?"

The blood-red rose became redder and redder, and suddenly, with a pop, it burst into flames.

The blossoming flowers have turned into fireworks, jumping and burning, including the rose bush where Chanel is, all are flames