This feeling was all too familiar to him. Every time he was about to sneeze, something seemed to be crawling deep in his nose. A fine itching sensation ran up the bridge of his nose and went straight to the center of his eyebrows, making his eyes sore.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the itching.
Not suppressed.
"Ah sneeze!"
When the first sneeze came out, the plum tree in front of me suddenly shook violently. The trees full of white plum blossoms seemed to have been pulled hard, and the petals fell, covering Su Chen's head and shoulders.
Before he could wipe his face, the second sneeze came.
"Ah sneeze!"
This sound was louder than before, like a muffled thunder squeezed out from deep in the chest. Su Chen felt the green bricks under his feet shake, and then there was a roaring sound of water in his ears.
