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Feng Mo looked at the majestic Lin Yi and raised the corners of his mouth.

His little coat, his favorite little coat, was exactly as imagined.

Feng Mo gently curled his lips and smiled softly.

Lin Yi was sitting on the shore of the lake. When he saw this, he slightly outlined his lips, and then lightly traced his fingertips in the sky.

The stars are dotted, and the beauty is unparalleled.

Beside the water plants, countless fireflies flew up from the grass in all directions along with Lin Yi's fingers, filling the air in front of Feng Mo and Lin Yi, dancing and flying lightly.

Although the light of the fireflies is small and invisible, when thousands of them fly together, the light that even the stars lose their brilliance is dazzling.

With his fingertips waving slightly, thousands of fireflies in the air seemed to be driven by inexplicable power, slowly forming two figures of a man and a woman in the air.

Feng Mo looked up at the two figures in the sky. There was no need to guess. The male one was him and the female one was Lin Yi.

At this moment, he was covering his head, begging for mercy and running wildly, while Lin Yi jumped up high, holding a sledgehammer in his hand, and chased after him.

"You should be beaten if I tell you to lie." Lin Yi's chuckle sounded from behind, dubbing the pattern in the air.

Seeing this, Feng Mo continued with a smile on his face: "Ouch, ouch, don't hit me, I didn't mean it."

The sound of chuckles and the vivid patterns in the air, the fake and real look, evoke not only joy, but also endless tenderness in the heart.

With a rare smile on his lips, Lin Yi's hand gently continued to move across the sky.

Fireflies flew past in mid-air, and a pattern appeared in front of them again.

A little squirrel is rolling in a pile of gold coins with its hands full of money. Its vivid appearance perfectly expresses Xiaosong's love for money.

After rolling in the pile of gold coins, Xiaosong raised the banknotes in his hand and rushed towards the sealing ink composed of fireflies. He was still shouting. The mouth shape of the sealing ink could be easily seen. Xiaosong was shouting, God of Wealth, don’t want it.

Run, God of Wealth, here I come.

Behind Xiaosong, there were old ghosts, tengu, white sofas, and even a butterfly insect holding a flowerpot, all holding IOUs in their hands and waving them toward Feng Mo.

Feng Mo, composed of fireflies, shouted silently from the front: I don't owe you any money, it's Lin Yi who owes you.

In silent words, Lin Yi came out from the side and directed Xiaosong and the others with his hands on his hips, "Go after them. Whoever catches up will be rewarded 10,000 yuan."

Immediately, a group of guys behind them howled and chased Feng Mo more closely.

In mid-air, a series of images flashed together, as if they were alive.

Smile filled his eyes, Feng Mo watched the patterns flashing in the sky one by one, with a bright smile of joy between his eyebrows.

Lin Yi looked at Feng Mo's smile and smiled too.

If you give up yourself to help me with what I need to purify, and I can't do anything, then I will stay with you, watch the stars with you, watch the fireflies with you, walk with you, and stay with you.

No one spoke, neither Feng Mo nor Lin Yi spoke.

Both of them raised their heads and looked at the changing patterns in the sky, watching quietly.

In the sky, the patterns composed of fireflies are constantly changing. They are not like the colorful fireworks. They only seem to outline the trivial matters of life between them and the companions around them. However, in the eyes of the two of them, this is more important than anything else.
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