Tang Tang was dressed by her mother like a big red envelope.
A red dress, red shoes, even the two little pigtails on her head were tied with red ribbons.
In one word, festive.
At this moment, she was lying on the balcony, on the lounge chair where Shen Siyuan often relaxed, with her legs crossed, eating a banana, watching the sky, appearing extremely leisurely.
In her eyes, today's world was completely different, countless colors surged like tides, changing, like a kaleidoscope, spinning with a mesmerizing charm.
If ordinary people saw this scene, they would probably get dizzy, their senses blurred, but Tang Tang found it utterly fascinating and thought everything was particularly interesting.
Moreover, she found some special patterns within the chaotic colors.
"Oh, oh..."
She extended her little finger and pointed at the void.
The originally calm sky immediately swirled with wind and clouds.
"Han~"
