That "guest" was sleeping soundly without the slightest restraint.
Watching the "guest," Xiao Xiao felt sleepiness creeping over him too.
He leaned back in the recliner and rested a hand against his forehead.
The view before him slowly blurred.
In a haze, he saw the white plum branches growing swiftly and soundlessly.
The corners of his mouth curved.
Then he closed his eyes.
"Xiao Xiao."
Xiao Xiao slowly opened his eyes.
A look of wonder appeared in them.
The gorgeous butterfly wings looked even more dreamlike and dazzling, brushed by the evening glow and bathed in the setting sun's afterglow.
The white plum blossoms around them seemed even more radiant and pure.
And the butterfly wings seemed even more... lushly vivid—or perhaps extravagantly alluring.
The contrast between them created an incomparable visual impact.
"Xiao Xiao?"
Madam Xiao walked over to the recliner. "What are you staring off into space for?"
"I was just thinking..."
"The view is so beautiful."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
His eyes reflected a rich, vibrant scene.
Madam Xiao looked up at the white plum blossoms above.
They were dazzling to behold.
"Isn't it just?"
Madam Xiao smiled in appreciation.
"But as lovely as the scenery is, it won't fill our stomachs."
"Come on."
"It's time for dinner."
"Okay."
Xiao Xiao stood up.
He took one last look at the demon resting quietly on the white plum branches, then turned and followed Madam Xiao toward the living room.
He couldn't help wondering: I wonder how long the Hundred Illusions Butterfly will sleep this time...
In the morning, Xiao Xiao stood by the window.
The newly risen sun had already illuminated the whole world.
Since meeting Yue, this was the first time he'd woken up without hearing the energetic cries of a little demon