The stall owner left tears. He ignored his snail stall and ran out chasing these fireflies.

Andoyuan and Shiyin Shintani looked at each other: "With the fluctuations of spiritual power, should you catch up and take a look?

"This is the first time I have seen so many fireflies in winter. Maybe something happened in the distance. I will tell Xue and the others." Shiyin said to him and walked away.

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Before the dusk mist was gone and the dawn had arrived, Andaoyuan saw that the stall owner seemed to be completely unwilling to care, so he ran into the mountain.

It gradually moved away from the night view of Hakodate in Hokkaido, but instead ran farther and farther towards the ridge without anyone.

The owner of the stall ran and shouted in a low voice: "Yingyu, it must be you, right?"

Fireflies appear even rarer in winter, and it seems even rarer to be floating away like a nebula outside the sky.

In the end, he still couldn't catch up with these fireflies, stood in the dark mountains, leaning against the trees alone.

Andaoyuan followed and heard the man's muffled crying.

In fact, men generally have the ability to control the matter of crying. After all, as a man, it means taking more responsibility.

He did not hide his followers.

So the owner of the stall also knew that someone was following him.

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The bright and bright scenery in the sun is even more charming under the moonlight. Looking around, the mountain in the distance has already changed to a snow-white peak, and the stream surrounding the village at the foot of the mountain is shining with silver light. The cool night makes the water surface a faint mist.

The stream under the moonlight is graceful and gentle, and lovely. The shallow stream flows slowly and silently, like a soothing music playing around. Andaoyuan uses the moonlight to see a hotel passing by a stream in the middle of the mountain, and it is also blazing indifferent white mist.

Thinking that there should be the hot spring hotel booked by Miss Shiyin.

Andao Yuan didn't think about it any more, nor did he mention the matter of spiritual power fluctuations. He just asked the owner of the stall who was leaning against the big tree and looking at the moon from the angle of a passerby:

"Are you okay? Before the transaction was finished, I suddenly saw you rush out, so I came over to take a look."

He wouldn't seem abnormal if he said this.

Besides, Andaoyuan has always been a little cautious about these abnormal events. If the stall owner had not been very unprepared for now, he would probably not have asked this directly.

The owner of the small stall in the circle quickly wiped his eyes. In fact, it was indeed embarrassing to let others see this weak scene, but he didn't care about these things at this moment. He just talked to him slowly:

"Brother, you don't look like a Hokkaido native, right?"

Andaoyuan nodded: "Is it because of the clothes I'm wearing?"

"That's right, Hakodate locals probably wear more simple clothes. I've been setting up a stall for a long time and can still tell it out from tourists, because this season is mostly the time for tourists. Sorry, I'm actually talking a little bit nonsense."

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We can't catch the stars, nor can we catch the sunlight they reflect.

At night, meteors occasionally pass by, and the meteorites carrying too many wishes fell, cutting through the quiet night sky, igniting themselves in the atmosphere, and emitting their own light.

After that, returning to silence, perhaps no one knows that they have been there.

Perhaps the meaning of the existence of fireflies is the same for Zhang Shi as if the stars are far away from the observational orbit.

Andaoyuan suddenly remembered that the little prince was guarding the rose and watching the sunset countless times. He was watching everything but only caring about that rose, just like we were watching the stars.

Remember what Anthony de Saint-Exuperi wrote in his combing: ‘Appreciation is a love for me – because of the color of the wheat field. Look back at the roses! Then you will understand that your roses are still an unparalleled flower in the world.’

It was like Zhang Shi looking at the firefly flying towards the distance.
Chapter completed!