He walked towards the sea of ​​flowers, step by step.

The wet ground soaked by rain was a little slippery, and small puddles could still be seen in some places.

The potholes became slippery and difficult to walk on.

Without the support of crutches and sprained ankles, it was very difficult for him to walk.

He almost fell down several times, his clothes got wet, and the cold rain flowed down his soft and clear silhouette.

Drop by drop, it hit the soil silently.

At this time, the beautiful glimmers of light that shuttled through the branches and leaves of the flowers seemed to feel something and emerged slightly.

Floating in mid-air, as clean and pure as light golden sunlight, I looked at the visitor and stayed quiet for a while.

The person who came was staggering and had difficulty walking. The light, as beautiful as a firefly, quickly drifted past.

It brought the faint and faint fragrance, which became stronger and stronger, almost overwhelming the fragrance of the rose.

It smells very good, indescribably good.

It lingered around him, silently.

He walked barefoot into the thorns, mud, rain, and countless sharp thorns.

There was bright red blood flowing out, mixed with the muddy water.

It blended into the soil silently and soon disappeared.

The petals covered with rainwater touched his legs.

The wet rain and dew flowed down, soaking his trouser legs.

But he continued to walk in as if he had no consciousness or pain.

Her hair was wet, and her warm white face was dripping with rainwater.

The light-colored lips were tense, and the hands that were already stained by the coldness of the rain were even stained with mud.

The indescribable embarrassment and ruined beauty.

The shallow light lingering around him was very quiet.

I just followed him all the way, quietly, as if to see what he wanted to do.

The man walked to the last position and stopped for a moment.

He stopped there, his eyelashes hanging moist and stained with cold air, trembling slightly, and his thin lips pursed slightly.

He seemed to have noticed the aura lingering next to him.

After pausing for a moment, as if on purpose, he moved his feet and stepped directly into the pit where he accidentally tripped last time.

It was raining and the mud was already slippery.

With such deliberate movements, as expected, it slipped.

The sole of his foot slipped, and his body, which was cold and pale due to the rain, lost its center of gravity and fell forward instantly.

It is said that it is too late and that is too soon.

Almost at the same moment, the beautiful shimmer quietly hidden behind him disappeared.

The slender figure with warm fragrance and jade appeared.

She appeared in front of him, opened her arms, and hugged his fallen body steadily.

He didn't fall into the mud, nor did he fall into the thorny flower thorns.

She hugged him and protected him.

The bright burgundy skirt fell lightly among the flower thorns, as if by magic, it was not even touched by the mud from the rain.

Clean, soft and fragrant texture.

The warm embrace, the soothing fragrance of roses, and an indescribable fragrance are mixed with it.

It's more like her innate body fragrance, which is particularly strong around her neck.

The slender arms looked so delicate and fragile, but they were able to support him.

Her fair and delicate feet sank into the soil, and she transformed into an umbrella, floating above him.

It protected him from the rain and also brought him warmth.

It was so warm that it reached the tip of my heart that was filled with chills.

"Idiot, how can you fall again?"

Her breath was in his ear, and she sighed softly, teasingly.
Chapter completed!