Chang Le leaned against the cool scales on Fu Guang's head, feeling so comfortable that she drifted off to sleep.
In the blink of an eye, she has been in District Nine for almost a year.
Looking back, it seems that those memories of war, chaos, and displacement are long gone.
"Fu Guang." Chang Le leaned against the black dragon's huge head, his voice unconsciously carrying an intimate tone.
"Mmm," Fu Guang replied lazily, feeling relaxed and comfortable.
"Thank you," Chang Le said softly.
The black dragon turned its head slightly, its golden vertical pupils staring at her.
"If you hadn't encouraged me and given me the courage to try again, I might have suddenly run away from here, and I wouldn't be able to get along so well with everyone now, and have a home of my own."
During these days, Fu Guang may not have taught her many skills, but he was the one who taught her the most and accompanied her the most.
Like spring rain, nourishing things silently, the bright and warm sunshine filled every broken crevice of Xiao Chang Le.
Black Dragon slightly raised his head, his beard brushing against Chang Le's face, and tried to keep his head down, pressing it against Chang Le's chest: "This is your own hard work, my darling."
Chang Le blushed slightly at the overly intimate address, opened her arms and hugged his head, saying loudly, "Fu Guang! I want to pluck the stars, is that okay?"
"No need to add the last three words from now on." The black dragon chuckled, his body sliding, a golden stream of light carrying Chang Le onto his back, and in an instant, they soared into the clouds.
Chang Le rode on the back of the black dragon, brushing past the sea of clouds and skimming over the Milky Way, and finally fell asleep without realizing it.
The black dragon's intricately patterned golden scales emitted a golden light, silently drawn by the familiar aura of the body, and entered Chang Le's dream.
"Where is this?" Chang Le arrived at a lush green mountain, and in front of him was a mountain courtyard surrounded by green vines.
A group of monkeys suddenly jumped down from the tree to her side and ran past her.
"Hehe! Oh oh oh~~~" A little girl mingled into the tail of the monkey troop, running over with a strange cry.
Chang Le wanted to ask something, so she reached out to stop the child who looked about four or five years old. Just as she was about to speak, the child looked up and saw... herself!
A chilling sense of reality washed over me.
It's rare to see a clear face in a dream, but to suddenly see your own clear face, or even someone else's face, is truly bizarre and terrifying!
But when she saw the child's face, everything around her suddenly changed. The Green Mountain Courtyard vanished, replaced by a familiar ancient city gate.
— "Yulou Pass".
"Lele..."
A ghostly voice came, and the perspective in the dream shifted, the focus moving from near to far.
In the hazy distance, outside Yulou Pass, on the desolate plain, stood two figures, a man and a woman.
Chang Le instinctively walked towards them.
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