[Thunderbolt colleagues] When the flowers bloom and the world falls

...can't sleep...can't sleep...

The woman lying on the bed tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, feeling hard to tell.

During her 20 years in prison, she has never been so unable to sleep like today;

Probably because this is——Xuan Bin's palace...

In order to prevent the black queen from causing unnecessary trouble to himself, Xuantong, Xuanli and Xuanbin decided to let Xihuayan live temporarily in Xuanbin's palace, which is convenient for protection and treatment. There is a difference between men and women, and Xi Huayan also stated that it doesn't matter if he can do it as he pleases, but Xuan Bin finally gave up his couch, the bed, to Xi Huayan after the two younger brothers left, and he himself took more. I took a couch to rest.

After all, he is the prince of Mori Prison. After all, men and women are different, and they live in the same room. Instead, you should be more careful to avoid your identity being exposed...

…but……

...Who the hell is going to tell her why she can't sleep (⊙o⊙)! ...

The sky is big and the earth is big, sleep is the biggest!

But she just can't sleep/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

I want to sleep but can't sleep, I feel bad X﹏X

"Ai~" Sighing lightly, Xi Huayan sat up.

If you can't sleep, forget it~

Turned around in the palace, but didn't see Xuan Bin: not there?

She went out—

Even the garden outside the palace has a unique scenery.

I still remember the beautiful and quiet years in the forest prison. There was no calculation, no fighting, no estrangement, and I watched the gangsters in the forest prison grow into the handsome and handsome dragons among people with the mentality of a spectator and a spectator. It was an indescribably strange feeling.

No one quarrels with her, no one quarrels with her, occasionally chatting with Hades, and occasionally paying attention to those princes, such an opportunity is almost

It is not something ordinary people can have~

Her ability, her identity and background have always been a mystery, even the King of Hades can only see the surface.

She walked forward along the long corridor, passed through a bush of dovetails, and came to a large peach blossom forest. This was her favorite place to stay when she was alone in meditation during her 20 years in the prison.

...The peach blossom forest is full of peach blossom petals flying and falling when the breeze blows, which is fascinating...

…very beautiful……

"

Flowers bloom and smile,

Look down on the decline of the color of the motherland.

I ask you where your heart returns,

Silently laughing Jinxi burst into tears.

The bustling and colorful burials are the same as before,

Reminiscence of reincarnation wakes up from flower dream.

Intoxicated with neon clothes and cherishing beauty,

It's ridiculous that it's just a smile from an old friend, too sad..."

Amid the muttering and singing, at the moment when the pink dress and the sleeves were flicked, pieces of pink petals were flying in the air, falling on the shoulders and the ground, as if the mood fell into the dust in an instant.

The past is still the past, memories are useless, memories are useless!

Stretching out his hand to look at the petals that fell on his palm, he let it be burned by the sparks, with a cold expression.

Turn around and walk away slowly, even if you are stepping on the beautiful beauty of the past, you will not hesitate;

...Since it has already been decided...

...wouldn't hesitate to...

...and no regrets...

The person who left, the disappearing figure, resolute and absolute, without emotion.

The moment she turned to leave, a dark blue figure hidden in the dark appeared——

Xuan Bin looked at the disappearing figure with a difficult expression, thoughtful.

...This is Huayan's favorite place when she was alone in the past, although almost no one knows...

...And he also discovered it by accident...It has been buried in his heart as his own secret...

...you can watch that person silently like this...

...It also made him feel inexplicably good...

But, why does this spirit girl who loves sailing against the sea know about this place?

will come here?

There is something inexplicably familiar about her, similar to Hua Yan, but fundamentally different.

... Xi Huayan... huh...

...you, and that person...

What does it matter...