The vines slowly receded.

The glass cover inside was exposed.

A blue butterfly lies on a blue flower.

Under the moonlight...it's as beautiful as a painting.

...

There was a look of surprise on the young man's face.

However, he looked at the strange man in front of him suspiciously, the vigilance in his eyes not diminishing at all.

"How do you know they're friends?"

"Do you understand what the butterfly says?"

"...can butterflies talk?"

The young man muttered.

Could it be that this person was caught trespassing in a house and just found an excuse to fool him?

He is sixteen years old, not six.

It's long past the age to read fairy tale books.

…

"I don't know if butterflies can talk."

Xiao Xiao smiled, "But Xiaolan is not a butterfly."

"Not a butterfly?"

The boy opened his eyes wide.

He subconsciously looked at the butterfly in the glass cover.

Apart from the difference in body shape, aren't they exactly the same?

…

"It's just like Xiao Yi."

"how-"

The boy blurted out.

"They are all monsters."

The boy's pupils contracted violently.

"you……"

Immediately he began to feel amused at his fuss.

He took a deep breath.

Isn't it natural that the other party knows that Koichi is a monster?

Didn't the scene he saw when he woke up say it all?

He slowly closed his mouth.

He's just not used to it.

He has never met... anyone like him who can see monsters.

The young man regained his composure.

His eyes fell on the man's fingertips.

The peacock blue butterfly... no, it's a monster that looks like a butterfly.

"That……"

The young man suddenly realized something,

He turned to look at the butterfly that had been on his desk for many days.

Is it also a monster?

"no."

The young man was startled.

Did he just say what was in his heart?

But he didn't care.

"It's not a monster?"

The young man murmured.

Too.

If it was also a monster, how could Xiao Yi not know about it?

"It's a butterfly."

Xiao Xiao moved his fingers slightly, and Xiao Lan flew up.

Xiao Xiao took back his hand.

"Can you give it to me?"

"My friends are worried about it."

Xiao Lan stopped next to Xiao Xiao's face.

Hearing this, Xiao Lan nodded.

Um.

It is very worried about the little butterfly.

…

"Butterflies are not monsters."

Xiao Xiao looked at the glass cover and said, "Their lives are very fragile."

"You keep it closed like this..."

"It will die."

…

"...I originally wanted to make butterfly specimens."

The boy's voice was muffled.

Xiao Xiao heard it clearly, "Specimen?"

"Are you going to-"

"no!"

As if he knew what the man was going to say next, the boy hurriedly interrupted, "I never thought about killing it."

Xiao Xiao nodded.

He knows this.

Otherwise, this little butterfly would not be in the glass cover now.

"I plan to wait for it to die..."

The boy's voice became weaker and weaker.

Xiao Xiao understood.

"So that's it."

The life span of butterflies varies depending on the species.

But the longest will not exceed one year.

That's still a separate species.

The lifespan of an average butterfly is only a short week.

The boy wanted to wait for the butterfly to die naturally and then use its body as a specimen.

…

"...This is one of my assignments..."

"I choose to make butterfly specimens..."

The boy pursed his lips when he realized that he had said a lot.

…
To be continued...