Author:Yun Miaoxian
Category:Suspense and Mystery
14 people read
Last Updated:03/14/2025
On the recliner, Xiao Xiao put his hand on his forehead and his eyes were half open and half closed.
The branches above are vertical and horizontal, blocking the too bright sunlight.
The white plum blossoms are clear and the cold fragrance is refreshing.
A section of plain sleeves hangs down.
......
From the plane trees on the other side of the yard, there were occasional "chirping" and "chirping" sounds.
Occasionally, there is a "giggle" sound, which is like a child's laughter, but it is a bit weird for no reason.
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The soft touch on his face made him smile, and he thought vaguely: The yard had become so lively before he knew it.
It’s time to have a tea party.