Zhuge Yun rubbed his nose.
The flowers here were pretty, but...
Their scent was a little too strong.
He had already sneezed several times.
"Are you all right?"
Xiao Xiao looked at Zhuge Yun, who sneezed again.
"I'm fi—ah-choo~"
Zhuge Yun sneezed again.
Zhuge Yun's nose had turned red.
"I-I'm fine."
Zhuge Yun pretended that nothing was wrong.
"I'm almost used to it."
"If you're really uncomfortable, go wait outside."
Xiao Xiao shook his head.
"I'll watch the child here."
Sigh...
What a tempting suggestion.
Zhuge Yun subconsciously looked toward the place where the balloon had been earlier.
Hmm?
He froze slightly.
"What kind of flower is that?"
"That child actually stayed there for quite a while."
The moment that child entered the flower garden, she had been like a bull in a china shop—
Ahem.
He knew that description wasn't exactly elegant.
But as long as they roughly understood what he meant, that was good enough.
The little girl had been running east, then dashing west.
The next flower was always the one that attracted her most.
As a result, her balloon was never left alone for long before being dragged away.
This time...
He remembered that the balloon had been right there just now.
He had sneezed several times and chatted with Third Brother for a few sentences. When he looked over again...
The balloon's position hadn't changed at all.
Or had it...
Had it actually moved...
And he just hadn't noticed?
Xiao Xiao froze slightly.
Then he strode over.
What?
Zhuge Yun swallowed the shout that was about to escape him.
Instead, he hurried after him.
"Hey?!"
Zhuge Yun cried out in surprise.
Because...
What appeared before them was...
A balloon tangled around a flower stem.
It swayed