Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 1062 Autistic Boy (End)
Rose Manor.

Ten years ago, there was a sea of ​​roses here.

Later, the Hua family changed, and only Hua Rong was left alone, and no one took care of it anymore, and it was abandoned there.

At a glance, there are dead branches and leaves, and thorns are entangled.

Against the background of the castle-like villas, like the blood clan's lair.

There is a permeating atmosphere inside and out, and at the foot of the mountain, there is no trace of any other living things in a radius of more than ten miles.

As if isolated from the world, there was a dead silence.

until someday.

The dusty Rose Manor reopened.

People come and go, and the place is being rearranged.

Didn't take much time.

reborn.

Like ten years ago.

Looking down from the top loft.

The large fields of roses swayed with the wind in the mountains, as Qianqiu remembered.

A scent of roses floated by, and the petals lifted by the wind flew all over the sky.

After the Rose Manor was refurbished, those people left.

Soon, only Qianqiu and Huarong were left here.

Qian Qiu lay lazily on the window sill, saw the petals flying to the side, and gently grasped and spread them with her slender fingers.

The petals lay quietly in the palm of my hand.

Hua Rong's gaze stayed on Qianqiu's body all the time, and he didn't leave.

Facing the sun.

Qian Qiu's skin is almost white to transparent, her black hair has a slight golden luster, and her bangs hang down her cheeks.

She grabbed a flying petal, opened her palm and took a look.

Hua Rong's gaze followed suit.

The color of the petals becomes brighter under the sun, but it is not as delicate as the skin on the palm.

Qian Qiu was watching, suddenly turned his head and laughed.

"Give you."

She passed her hand over and placed the petal in front of Hua Rong.

Hua Rong blinked, but his gaze was still fixed on Qianqiu.

"What?" Qianqiu asked lazily, "Don't you want it?"

Hua Rong didn't speak.

Qianqiu also knows that Huarong's character is too rational, and he is afraid that things like flower petals are useless, and he feels disgusted in his heart.

"It's okay if you don't."

She didn't mind either, and planned to throw the petals out of the window.

Hua Rong grabbed her wrist and whispered, "Yes."

He picked up the petal from his palm, "It's just too few."

"Ok?"

Huarong's fingertips moved forward from Qianqiu's wrist, touching the window sill behind her, and slowly bent down.

"I want a little more, like..."

His slender fingertips landed on her lips, rubbing gently with a hint of hint.

"Can I have this too?"

"Too greedy." Qianqiu glanced at him.

Hua Rong thought she was upset, so he let go of his fingers, pursed his lips and said, "Okay..."

"but……"

Qian Qiu straightened up, leaned into his ear and whispered:
"I don't mind you being more greedy."

……

The view from the window.

From day to dusk.

Qianqiu hadn't woken up yet, she was sleeping under the quilt, but was forcibly fished out by Hua Rong.

Hua Rong sat by the window sill, his eyes fell on a painting at his feet.

There was a fog over the painting, and it seemed that it had been placed for many years, and it was not seen again until not long ago.

It was the painting from his teenage years.

At that time, he didn't know what important things were missing in his painting, so he sealed the painting as a defective product.

Now, he understands.

Belief……

His fingertips rubbed lightly on the drawing paper, remembering the first time we met, the song that Qianqiu, who was Tiansang, sang to lull him to sleep.

What is faith?

He said softly, "It's always been you."

You are my eternal faith.

Like light and shadow.

She is where the light is.

Even if it spans hundreds of millions of light years, thousands of planes, and how many dimensions.

He is everywhere.

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(19st plane)
(Finish)

　Wuwuwu finally got this plane done, I want to be happy in the next plane.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)