When the skin of the lake suddenly met, the exciting cold soon softened and warmed up, wrapping every step of linsan wine.

Between his toes, he was deeply immersed in the lake sand. On the black crystal like waves, there were thousands of reflections of the cold star and the white moon.

The bright summer blooms too much in the daytime, and it seems that it is about to turn from prosperity to decline at night; The flowering vine grass was stained with dew, and its breath was rich and colorful floating in the Lake fog. Suddenly, it was broken together with the water waves - not far away, a figure broke the lake, emerged from the pouring silver, and returned to the night.

He looked up and took a deep breath. On his black hair and skin, the luster of water droplets slipped through the shadow. The lake waves swayed and pushed him, like a pale moonlight that had just fallen.

"Don't swim too far," Lin Sanjiu said softly, "I'm afraid I can't keep up with you."

The boy wiped his face and turned to smile at her. "There is a large lotus leaf in the middle of the lake, which we made ourselves. In summer, we always put it in the lake and let it float."

"Made it yourself?" Lin San Jiu asked softly.

"... because Yan Qiu said that if only he could dance on the lake." He looked back at the middle of the lake and muttered.

His voice when he was a teenager was not as clear as that of the gift bag. It was a little low and cool. It could only vaguely make people hear the shadow of a puppet master.

"We found materials and designed their linkage mode... Come on, let me show you?"

In the fog, his voice was both familiar and strange, like a dream scattered in someone's consciousness, and the dream was like a foam between the waves, which scattered in a flash.

Lin Sanjiu followed up vaguely.

She felt as if she had heard the siren's song. What she should think about could not be aroused at all; The moonlight is too dim. If she closes her eyes, it seems that she will sink into a warm and dark dream.

Lin San's liquor was of average water quality. After he finally splashed over, he reached out and grabbed her arm before dragging her from the water to the lotus leaf. The warm air from the wine couldn't resist the cold night. They were shoulder to shoulder, shivering a few times, and couldn't help laughing.

The lotus leaves at your feet look like real ones. I don't know how many leaves are connected, covering half of the lake; After stepping on it, Lin Sanjiu realized that the "lotus leaf" was tough and elastic, and he didn't know how to float in the lake again, as steady as the ground.

A Yun hummed a song she had never heard before.

His drunkenness was loose and light, like a layer of moonlight, which illuminated his expression and attitude, and cast a dark shadow between his movements.

"No one danced here for a long time..." he cut off humming, as if he suddenly had an idea and glanced at her. When he swept people with the corners of his eyes, he made her in a trance, as if he saw a little future. "Can you? I can bring you... Come on, you step out with me."

Lin Sanjiu never thought that one day he would be led to dance by the person in front of him.

Moreover, he was leading her into the lake.

Lotus leaf seemed to have waited for a long time, and was stepped on by her even a little strange steps, and also came back to life one after another. I don't know whether it is the lotus leaf who remembers the dance steps, or whether the steps are following the lotus leaf; Although Lin Sanjiu took a breath several times, she was guided to step out of the toes, but she was always able to be firmly caught by the lotus leaf that came from sliding over the water.

A Yun seemed to be very proud of his works and laughed a few times because of her reaction. He loosened Lin Sanjiu's hand and hummed again; Wine gently floated in the clouds holding his body, and lotus leaves whirled around, carrying two people from time to time, and countless ripples were floating on the black crystal like lake.

Perhaps there is no better way to cherish such a moonlit night in the world.

At least he had such a free night before tomorrow's sunlight illuminated yunshou nine cities.

It's more like playing than dancing. Sometimes he turns around, or jumps gently, like stepping on a floating cloud, and goes far from the misty Lake fog.

"... a Yun?" Lin Sanjiu shouted from afar.

"There is also a way," his voice came from the distant lake, "let this night stop forever."

Lin Sanjiu's heart sank suddenly.

"The things that bothered him that night were too trivial to remember." It is still the voice of a teenager, but it seems to be gradually lowering and cooling with every word. "Why bother? He has long been hollowed out, like a dark hole, which can never stop the past from penetrating like the wind. People live... It is not people who pass through time, but time that penetrates people."

Lin Sanjiu felt that his feet suddenly turned, and he almost didn't stand firm. Only then did he realize that it was the lotus leaf moving; Just now, with the footsteps of the two people, the lotus leaves scattered around her on the lake seemed to hear the call to go home. With her feet, the lotus leaves were rapidly retreating towards the center of the lake, pulling her to the center of the lake.

"There is a way, you should also know." The Puppeteer's voice said calmly, "leaving such a night you see, even a day or two in that summer... Is not the worst outcome for him."

Lin Sanjiu was carried by the lotus leaves under his feet, farther and farther away from the source of the sound in the Lake fog.

"You're not a puppet master..." her eyes kept sweeping the leaves on the lake at night, saying, "you're a copy of him."

"... yes, No."

No, it's not just her retreating; The voice belonging to the puppet division seemed to be walking away. The distance between the two is getting bigger and bigger, and Lin Sanjiu feels that it is almost as far as half a lake.

But she was still fine. There was no sign that she would be hurt. She really couldn't figure out what the other party was going to do——

An idea inspired her, and she suddenly reacted.

It was for that!

Lin San Jiu couldn't care what the other party said, so he lifted his feet and jumped on a retreating lotus leaf not far away. Just like jumping from a moving car to another moving car, the difference is that the lotus leaf in the night is far less stable and easy to grasp than the car; Lin Sanjiu reeled, almost losing his footing several times, and fell into the lake.

She even had no space to stabilize her weight and move on, because even if she delayed a little, the distance she grabbed in one breath would be pulled back by the retreating lotus leaf. Lin Sanjiu was anxious and urgent. He looked up at the countless lotus leaves retreating towards her by the lake waves in the distance, and ran forward dragonfly, shouting: "wait! This is not your decision, you are not qualified -"

Another lotus leaf jumped, and suddenly the lake was dark.

Lin Sanjiu jumped into the icy lake without even thinking about it.

Will she be like when visiting the lake park, she has been pressed in the depths of the lake and can't get out, and even didn't float to her heart at all. Because she knows what mistakes she has made, and she also knows what the Puppet Master - let's call it another puppet master - is going to do. She has no time.

Even she may be too late.

With a speed that even he didn't expect, Lin Sanjiu swam back to the bank again, and stumbled up the grassland on the lake bank with heavy and cold steps. In the starry light lighter than the Lake fog, a Yun was standing next to the heavy locomotive that fell on the grass.

He bent over, put his hand down, and was about to grasp the arm of the plastic model.

... Lin San Jiu grabbed the key item in his hand, which repeatedly prevented the copy from finally taking shape, making it go back several times; If he takes back all the lost parts at one time, does it mean that the copy can be completed immediately?

"Stop," Lin Sanjiu hissed, "please!"

A Yun glanced back at her.

It seemed that he waited for her for a moment, and with unspeakable disappointment, he continued to reach out and hold the arm of the plastic model.

Lin Sanjiu threw out all the consciousness that could be squeezed out.

In this replica space, she was severely suppressed. Even if she used all her strength to throw out her consciousness, she just beat the boy's hand out and lifted it into the air.

Although it was only a short chance, she still opened her mouth and bit hard.

Lin Sanjiu knew that the key items he jumped on the ground were useless; There are four things in total. It is a difficult task to take them away from the young man's fingertips in one breath and prevent him from encountering one.

So her target is the teenager.

When Lin Sanjiu threw himself on the boy, with a dull sound of "Gudong", the two rolled down on the grass together. She pressed his arms with both hands, subconsciously still remembering that the Puppeteer didn't like to be too close to people - she just propped herself up on her knees on the ground, and she didn't even have time to see clearly, but felt the earth tremble suddenly.

It seemed that the whole copy was broken and avalanched, but in a few moments, everything in the field of vision turned into a dark rainstorm, pouring down.

I got up after a long sleep and finished writing... Although I feel ashamed, I still feel better when I'm not tired?