Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 317 The White Butterfly Spreads Its Wings

Chapter 317 The White Butterfly Spreads Its Wings
I heard that the Mu family buried their beloved daughter Fuyan, such a pure and pure girl, just fell into the past.

It is indeed a pity.

In the days after his sister left, Yan Xiaodai was always depressed, and his injuries were basically healed by Qingfeng.

He made countless big butterfly kites, ran all over the fields, wrote his sister's name on them, and finally cut the kite strings.

My sister wants to be a style, he will not restrain her, he must give her freedom.

He reached out to touch the breeze at his fingertips, and it was passing by him, so light.

Although he couldn't see it, he seemed to see a dancer in the most holy white dress, dancing.

Last year in this door today, the face of peach blossoms in red.

The human face does not know where to go, Peach Blossom still laughs spring breeze.

Sister, I wish you all the best in heaven.

If we are lucky enough to meet each other in the next life, I hope my sister will be a carefree bird, wandering in the country I like, Yong'an.

Suddenly, a little girl with a bright smile came running in the distance of the grass. She was wearing the most holy white dress with elegant orchids embroidered on the skirt, like a dancing white butterfly.

The little girl was running on the soft grass with a big butterfly kite in her hand. When the wind picked up, she waved to Yan Xiaodai in the distance: "Little idiot, I'll count one, two, three, and you throw my kite!" Get higher, then chase me, and let's fly the kite together."

Yan Xiaodai's eyes turned red, he immediately threw away the kite in his hand, and happily ran towards the little girl who looked like a white butterfly.

If meeting is fate, this fate always comes and goes in a hurry. Fate comes and goes like duckweed on the sea. After a short meeting, we face the difficulty of parting.

Then he is willing to turn into the white butterfly wandering in the free country, follow the promising place, and disappear in the most brilliant and passionate desire.

Gone with the wind, leaving no trace.

Emotion is the most fragile, it cannot withstand the attack of the storm, and it hurts when touched.

In the world of mortals, he and the white butterfly are lingering and floating in the warmest wind, turning into lovesickness and scattered in the rain.

A cavity of thoughts endows Yaoqin, and there will always be a poignant voiceless sound.

What is played is the yearning for freedom, and where the melody lingers, what echoes is endless longing.

In a moment, it seems that sunlight is projected in.

White butterfly spreads its wings.

Wait for the sunshine, walk with freedom, and feel the warmth of spring together.

 Yes, just as you imagined, little fierce sister is back.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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