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Chapter 74 The Butterfly on the Record(2/2)

But it finally plucked up the courage and made a suggestion to this human being whom it felt very fond of: "But I can help ask other butterflies, they might know."

"You know, the buildings in this city are all frozen music. Many songs - that is, butterflies, they have lived here since the beginning of this city. Just to prevent the music from being mixed together

, we just agreed to come out for fun at different times."

This little butterfly finished a long paragraph in one breath. After reading it, he almost couldn't breathe and felt dizzy.

"Thanks."

Beihara and Feng also noticed each other's fatigue through Butterfly's faster and faster speaking speed, and their voices involuntarily softened, saying in a grateful tone: "I'm sorry to bother you."

"It's not too much trouble..." This little inexperienced butterfly said in a low voice. It flapped its butterfly wings twice and felt a little afraid to see people again. "It's just a question or two. It's just a question."

It’s not too much trouble, and I was the one who came to find you in the first place.”

Beiyuan and Feng smiled and said nothing.

Although this was not the first time he had dealt with these little monster-like creatures, the feeling they gave him remained the same:

If they could be seen by humans one day, they would probably still be counting money for them after being deceived by humans.

In this sense, it would be better for these little guys to stay in the fantasy land of fairy tales and never interact with humans.

The traveler leaned casually on a street tree, watching the golden butterfly flapping its wings, and stopped to chat with a red butterfly in a whisper.

His fingers touched the smooth bark of the tree, and he almost instantly recognized its name through the unique folding fan-shaped leaves.

Ginkgo. In Weimar in the previous life, it had a more interesting name, which was the "Goethe tree" among the people.

I wonder if the Goethe of this world planted a few ginkgo trees in Weimar. When he wrote a letter, did he include two golden leaves with the letter?

Beihara and Feng blinked, thinking of all the coincidences and subtleties between the two worlds, they also laughed.
Chapter completed!
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