At that moment, under the vast darkness of the night, a strange light appeared.
"Sister, what's wrong with your forehead..." Mo Tian looked up and saw a hollowed-out pattern the size of an egg in the middle of Qiaomai's forehead. It was blood red and had a faint glow, making it incredibly beautiful. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a red fire butterfly.
Looking at Song Hye-kyo now, her eyes are clear and her complexion is rosy.
"What?" Hearing Mo Tian's words, Qiao Mei was a little confused. She turned her head and saw Mo Tian staring blankly at her. Noticing the dazzling red light in front of her, she vaguely realized something. Qiao Mei reached out and touched her forehead. "It feels a little warm here. Has something happened?"
"A fiery butterfly, the color of maple leaves. September, you are September!" Mo Tian's eyes widened, and he held his breath. He thought of a legend, and suddenly realized that he had met an old friend in a foreign land. Unable to contain his excitement, his voice trembled, "So you are... you are Lord Zhuoyue's daughter..."
"September? Lord Zhuoyue?" Qiao Mei was surprised. The name was unfamiliar, but it seemed to carry a certain emotion. "Who are they? Why do you say that?"
“This matter cannot be explained in a few words. I will tell you slowly when I have time. It’s not possible now. We have to hide this pattern…” Mo Tian took a deep breath, quickly calmed his emotions, focused his mind, and as his fingers moved, a flash of inspiration struck him. He raised his hand and placed his palm on Qiao Mei’s forehead.
A faint, pleasant fragrance, accompanied by a smooth, warm sensation, wafted from Mo Tian's palm. Qiao Mei tilted her head slightly, not daring to exhale, and gently closed her eyes. However, after closing her eyes, for some reason, Mo Tian's handsome face quickly popped into her mind. She vaguely realized something, and Qiao Mei's cheeks gradually became hot...
A moment later, when the palm was released, the surroundings darkened, and everything returned to normal.
Qiao Mei secretly exhaled, but what lingered in her mind was the faint, intoxicating fragrance emanating from Mo Tian's palm.
"Hurry, your whereabouts have probably been exposed. We need to get out of here quickly." Ignoring the furtive glances Qiao Mei gave him, Mo Tian looked up anxiously, grabbed Qiao Mei, and sped away…
Under the vast darkness of the night, the two gradually grew tired. At an intersection, they stopped. Mo Tian let go of Qiao Mei's hand, and Qiao Mei moved her fingers, seemingly somewhat disappointed.
"Where should we go?" The two had been far from their hometown and were at a loss as to where to go.
"Yes, where should we go?" Since regaining her memories, Mo Tian has been living with Qiao Mei, so she has not yet experienced the taste of human life.
Standing under the vast darkness of night, looking at the crisscrossing paths in the fields, everything was quiet, but Mo Tian's mind was blank.
Oh dear, what a pair of silly goosebumps! Suddenly, a bright idea flashed in the pocket of the clothes, and a little head peeked out of the bag.
"The town is just ahead. Let's find a room there." Wan'er, who had been quietly listening to the surrounding situation, chuckled inwardly. These two really were clueless, as if they knew nothing at all.
"Find a room to stay? Yes. You little goldfish, you know quite a lot." As if seeing a glimmer of light in the darkness, Mo Tian suddenly became excited.
"Sigh, if possible, I hope you can take me back to my home tomorrow." Wan'er opened her mouth and blew a bubble, then sneered. If we don't find a place, are we supposed to spend the night in the wild like stray cats and dogs?
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