The sky is clear, beside the Cote d'Azur, in the shade of green trees, she is on the edge of the cliff, looking lonely, and her heart seems to be whispering: "Lonely turn, the basic language of the realm: the magnificence of the chapter." 」。 The words in the exhalation like an orchid appeared in front of him, and then the words were condensed into a piece of bright silver feathers, and there were extremely pale yellow words floating in the feathers: "After entering the WTO, there is a zài in the world - Wen." The bright silver feather then fell down the cliff, and the moment the words dissipated, the feather suddenly flew across the air, rapidly crossing the blue sea.

The bright silver feathers flew rapidly, until they reached the other side of the sea, the vast and endless prairie, and the bright silver feathers began to slow down. The City Lord of Time, lying on this prairie, was sleeping softly, his heart suddenly felt something, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a silver feather flying over, and with a light stretch of his hand, the bright silver feather flew down in the palm of the City Lord of Time.

The bright silver feather seemed to have encountered something and dissolved and disappeared in the palm of the time city lord, the time city lord couldn't help but be shallow and angry, and his spiritual power vibrated through the space, and the time city idea was released to the bright silver feather to convey: "The emotional line in your hand is a heavenly opportunity that refuses to leak, it may be a forbidden area that I can't go to in my life, am I not in the palm of your hand or only camped in a dream? In the middle of the night, my dreams are always full of you, and the heartache is the life sentence you gave me. Spread out your palm and let me see your mysterious secrets, and see if there is really [I have you?Spread out your palm and hold my love tightly, don't be so hard, it will hurt and break my heart, and also cut your heart. ”

The City Lord of Time got up, dressed in peerless elegance, fluttering like a feather, and swept across the prairie, and the emotions in his consciousness poured out, was it the fixed appearance of the future City Lord, or the floating call of the Tianma City Lord? The Time City Lord was not sure. The way to forget a person is a long time, and after a long time, it will be forgotten. The time city lord moved time to accelerate, the sunset came out and out, the starlight came out again and again, and unconsciously, the time city lord bumped into the human being-Wen.

The meeting of heaven and earth at that moment is a feeling, the feeling of interacting with real people, and when the two are equal to each other, they can know what they know and know. The beautiful eyes of the City Lord of Time emitted brilliant brilliance, and the delicate body rippled like an electric shock, and the soft body that rose up in the sense of touch melted together with the softness of reality and fantasy. It is commonplace to see the time city lord of the whole universe in the world once again breaking the routine of time when the collision of the human being-Wen, a lonely and eternal and extremely beautiful soul, igniting a disjointed circular life.

The city lord of time, who lingered and forgot to return, stared at the surrounding information like a golden belt of light, entangled in the space, and when he entered and came out vertically from the horizontal space, Wen was no longer around.

The Lord of Time is like looking for love, when the manic excitement swims between the two ultimate beings, trapped in the chaos of the week and the beginning, the forced habit, the warm heart-to-heart meeting, one of them will first say: "I have gone too far, you call me, but I can't hear what you are saying, and then you shout loudly, "Slow down, I can't keep up with your whimsy." 」

The city lord of time has not turned around, if you lose your way, you may be able to find me by looking around, again and again, if you really fall, I will catch you, I will wait for you, even if you can't get up again.

When the portrait of the lord of the city of time is coming to an end, and the night is gradually revealing the whiteness of the fish's belly, looking out the window, you want to know if I am okay?

Note: "Palm" Muji sings. (To be continued......) R1292