"I heard that the little Emperor Ji from Qingqiu is missing!" There has been an explosion in the fairy world recently.
In the human teahouse, I heard the passing bluebirds running around telling each other, and I took a leisurely sip of tea. "Qingqiu, it's time to go over for a while."
The sun shines through the window lattice, and the complicated patterns on the sleeves slowly spread out with the movement of raising the hand. The figure by the window suddenly disappears, leaving only a cup of tea still lingering on the table, exuding the lingering fragrance. I looked at the empty seat and the white mist curling up from the tea cup on the table. I thought of his frowning brows and his increasingly thin face, and I couldn't help but feel a little relieved: "If I had known this, why did I have to..." I poured the remaining half of the cup of tea on the ground with my backhand.
"Waiter, check out!"
After I called the waiter to settle the bill, I found a secluded place, made a fortune and rushed to Qingqiu.
Concept: fantasy fairy tale