Flying Cerebellum Axe

The position where Luo Wei was standing was not in the direction where the boy was flying the kite, and it was far away from the rope. The boy's temper tantrum was exactly the same as the little things floating in the sky.

He smiled, and neither walked away nor exited the dream, stretched his long legs, squatted on the side of the wheelchair, looked down slightly, and Luo Wei asked the black-haired boy face to face: "You don't recognize me?"

"I don't even know you! Of course I don't recognize you! Go away!" The boy pushed the glasses frame that had slipped off because of the wrong size, and replied dissatisfied.

"Really don't recognize it?" Luo Wei asked again, he wanted to confirm his guess.

"I don't even know you anymore! You're annoying!" As he said that, the young man turned his head away, tightly grasping the wheel that binds the rope with one hand, and pushed the roller on the side of the wheelchair with the other hand, and was about to walk away.

Luo Wei grabbed his wheelchair and refused to let him go, trying to remind: "I...wasn't that strange old man who bullied you?"

"Ah?!" The boy was stunned, and the frame of his glasses slid down with a snap, hanging danglingly on his nose.

Guessing right, Luo Wei curled his mouth and asked triumphantly, "Do you recognize me?"

The young man came back to his senses, his eyes became evasive and vigilant in an instant, he didn't speak, his subordinates hurriedly pressed something, the wheelchair moved forward automatically, and pushed him far away with a swipe.

After walking away from Luo Wei, the young man turned his head and glanced behind him, then lowered his head and muttered, "Where did the crazy uncle come from... I'm afraid he is sick!"

Luo Wei: "..."

Luo Wei didn't chase after him immediately, but folded his hands and watched quietly from the side.

The young man adjusted his position and skillfully let out the rope wrapped around the wheel. As more and more ropes were released, the little white tiger in the sky floated higher and higher, farther and farther, as if it was going to be completely released.

However, after placing it at a certain height, the boy suddenly stopped moving, and the posture of his hands remained unchanged, as if the still button was pressed on the screen.

Luo Wei frowned and approached slowly.

Sure enough, the boy returned to the dumbfounded state again. Luo Wei stretched out his palm and tried to shake it in front of his eyes, but the boy didn't give any response.

"It's a novelty..." Luo Wei couldn't help saying, while he lay down on the side of the boy's wheelchair.

He clasped his hands behind his head, enjoying the soft touch of the grass and the passing breeze, looking at the little white tiger kite above his head, he didn't speak anymore, Luo Wei seemed to know something, and was waiting for the black-haired boy Restart your consciousness.

This wait seemed to be longer than before. When the black-haired boy started to move, the sky in the dream changed a little, tending towards sunset and dusk.

The young man spun the wheel and slowly brought back the released little white tiger kite.

The little white tiger kite fell on the grass. The young man rolled the wheel with his hands, picked it up, checked whether the kite was damaged, and held it in his arms very cherishingly.

Luo Wei jumped up, followed, and asked, "Little friend, what's your name?"

The young man was shocked again, he obviously didn't expect this person to be here, but he seemed willing to answer this question right away, and blurted out quickly: "Miaomiao."

"Oh?" So readily admitted?Luo Wei laughed.

"No! No!" The boy was shocked by his answer without thinking, and immediately changed his words: "My name is not Miaomiao!"

"Oh? What's that called?"

"My name is..." As soon as he was asked, the boy's expression suddenly became very painful, his brows were tightly frowned, his face was pale, and his face was slightly distorted. ……Call……"

"I...I...I...call..." The young man bent down uncomfortably, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably, he hugged the kite in his arms tightly, and finally couldn't even say a word.

"..." This was not Luo Wei's original purpose, he just wanted to take advantage of the chance of meeting in a dream to cultivate a good relationship with the little things.

Luo Wei couldn't help feeling guilty and distressed for making the little thing so uncomfortable. He stretched out his hands to rub the boy's black hair, and said softly, "Okay. Don't ask, I won't ask. You don't need to answer me."

Seemingly aware that his reaction was not right, the boy nodded hesitantly, but he didn't think too much, raised his wet eyes, and condemned in a low voice: "Then why are you asking..."

"..."

"That's all." Luo Wei sighed softly and said, "Then... let me fly the kite with you."

"No." The young man shook his head desperately, and refused decisively: "This is my baby tiger kite, you can't touch it!"

"..."

This little thing is so difficult to deal with both in and out of dreams.

Luo Wei has always been impatient, which made him retreat a bit, and began to think about whether Jiang Zhi should really take care of the little tiger. He is really not good at dealing with children with mental disorders.

While thinking about it, the young man raised his chin and looked at Luo Wei eagerly, expecting him to say something more.

Luo Wei thought for a while, then asked hesitantly, "Then what do you want to do?"

"That..." The young man seemed a little shy, a layer of light pink appeared on the side of his fair face, and he said slowly, "Uncle strange, can you fly?"

Luo Wei twitched the corner of his mouth at the sound of "Uncle Blame", not knowing whether he should answer yes or no.

Mainly in the little tiger's dream, where does he know if he can fly, but in the real world, it's not that difficult.

"Can you... that... that... that... pick me up and take me to the sky for a while?" Without waiting for an answer, the boy asked again, his eyes sparkling, and he waited for Luo Wei to agree.

In fact, dreaming can be more daring, Luo Wei wanted to answer that he could try it, but before he could speak, there were bursts of roaring in the distance.

boom -

The ground of the grassland began to shake violently, the sky and clouds seemed to be scattered by someone, and huge black holes appeared in the original positions, and endless darkness penetrated from the holes, gradually swallowing up the dream of the little tiger.

The roar became louder and louder, and then gradually became clearer, like the roar of wild animals one after another.

"What's going on?" The young man was terrified, and grabbed Luo Wei's collar tightly.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, just wake up." Luo Wei rubbed the boy's hair, he sighed heavily, and said in a low voice, "Tsk, even if you want to sleep well."

In the next second, Luo Wei's figure disappeared.

The boy jumped out of nowhere and fell out of the wheelchair. A large darkness struck behind him, and he was eaten whole.