"Why are you crying?" The first appearance of the grass lantern is accompanied by butterflies floating across the forehead. The faint smell of tobacco is a reassuring, adult smell. Also, the magnetic and deep voice, the soft vomiting, why are you crying. Slender but strong fingers tightly grasped Rikka's seemingly weak and slender arm. Oh, such strong tenderness. The tear that slipped quietly in the air, under such tenderness, silently broke, dissolved, turned into water vapor, and disappeared without a trace. ... What are you crying for? This kind of thing suddenly peeled off from the memory the moment Lixia saw the grass lantern, and she couldn't remember it clearly.
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