So since then, she had rarely seen fireflies again.
She even once thought that these little creatures that adorn summer nights had gone extinct.
Unexpectedly, she saw them in this place today, and naturally, she was overjoyed.
The firefly, quiet on the grass, its body flashing with light...
Summer Shawcross looked down, attentively watching the little bug.
Noah Drexler stopped by her side, seeing her face full of joy at that moment, his expression paused.
He looked down, his eyes falling on that faint point of light in the grass.
Does she really like fireflies?
Soon, the firefly in the grass flew up again and headed towards the forest ahead.
Summer squatted in place, watching the disappearing point of light, she couldn't help but sigh, then spoke to herself.
"It's probably because the environment here is so unspoiled, so the fireflies can only survive in this place; I hope this place won't be destroyed by humans anymore."
