After being reincarnated, he joined a top boy band and then lost it

Song Shengshi said that he also wanted to go to Xiaohe Mountain to take a look.

The sun was setting and it was already getting dark before five in the afternoon.

Both of them were wearing warm clothes, but their noses were still red from the cold.

If Wen Junhui was alone, he would never go out at this time. He would choose to stay in the warm room and play with his mobile phone.

This is more in line with his habits.

But since Song Shengshi wanted to go out, he didn't mind staying with him for a while longer, since he was free anyway.

The two men put down their things and walked easily to the hillside of Xiaohe Mountain.

It's quite magical. It's completely winter at the foot of the mountain. Except for some evergreen trees and shrubs, all other leaves have fallen, giving a bare feeling.

The forest halfway up the mountain is lush and green, although the leaves are darker in color.

However, there seemed to be faint sounds of insects chirping around them, which always gave them the illusion that they had entered midsummer.

The temperature seems to be much higher than in the town at the foot of the mountain.

Fireflies appeared around.

Wen Junhui opened his hands in shock. The fireflies were not afraid of people. They passed through his fingers and swayed around the two people.

After walking two more steps and passing through some bushes, a wide lake appeared in front of them, with a field of blooming lotus flowers swaying in the center of the lake.

There are the croaking of frogs, the gurgling sound of fish leaping out of the water, and the chirping of insects all around.

Is this really winter? Wen Junhui saw the lotus flowers blooming unusually in the lake, and suddenly remembered the flower that Song Shengshi was holding in his arms when he got into the sedan chair in the morning.

At the end of the ritual, the flower seemed to disappear.

Wen Junhui began to have doubts in his mind, and he remembered the question he had not asked two days ago.

I felt like my heart was itching and I kept looking at Song Shengshi.

"Ask whatever you want, I'll tell you."

Song Shengshi went up the mountain, also thinking of finding a suitable place to solve Wen Junhui's questions.

"Are you...in good health?"

Wen Junhui hesitated and asked the question he wanted to know most.

"Pfft," Song Shengshi smiled and moved closer, "Of course it's no problem. If I'm not in good shape, can I finish the shoot today and then walk around the town with you for three hours?"

"That's gone."

Two people sat by the lake. A breeze blew by, and the lotus flowers in the middle of the lake swayed slightly, bringing a hint of warmth.

"As for the rest, tell me when you want to talk about it."

Hearing this, Song Shengshi lowered his head and looked at the palm of his injured hand.

"Yes, to be honest, I still don't know what's wrong with me. At first I thought it could be solved with scientific technology, but now it seems that things are not that simple."

"Yes, this world is far from as simple as we imagined." Wen Junhui sighed.

"Shengshi," he suddenly called out Song Shengshi.

"Huh?" Song Shengshi had been lying on the grass without knowing when. He turned around and responded when he heard it.

"If I'm in danger someday, you must protect yourself first, and don't put yourself in danger just to save me."

Wen Junhui has already realized Song Shengshi's specialness. He remembered that Jin Mingkui's back injury suddenly improved and Xu Minghao's physical examination condition also suddenly improved.

Combined with the scene that he saw this time, deep in the Lin family's old house, where Song Shengshi cut his palm and poured blood into the pool to revive the plants, many strange situations were explained.

He didn't know what price Song Shengshi would pay for doing this, he just hoped that Song Shengshi would not be hurt because of them.

Song Shengshi folded his hands behind his head and looked at Wen Junhui's face as he lowered his eyes in thought.

The moon rose, and between the moonlight and the fireflies, Wen Junhui's delicate face, slightly long bangs, and long eyelashes were reflected on his face, and there was a hint of sadness, making him look like a forest elf who was worried about the trees being cut down.