The little boy met her slightly wounded eyes, and his heart inexplicably ached.
He blankly reached out to cover his chest.
He was already a Ghost, clearly without a heartbeat, but for some reason, at this moment, he felt his heart beating.
It seemed to beat for the person in front of him.
This inexplicable feeling made him uneasy, made him go mad: "Roar!!!"
He closed his eyes and roared madly, although his eyes were clearly closed, some scattered images quickly flashed before him.
It was a fiery red cute fox, hugging his leg, or turning into a leg accessory coquettishly, or biting randomly in anger.
It was an absolutely beautiful girl, she would smile sweetly, smile gently, smile angrily, smile with ill intent... Her every smile seemed to linger in his mind, so vivid and beautiful.
He opened his eyes, a flash of light crossed his dark pupils.
The whites of his eyes returned to normal, no longer pitch black.
