At last, everything was over…
Chen Chen carried the little beggar and kept rising, and finally broke through the dense layer of clouds. Suddenly, a glimmering golden ball of light emerged in front of them!
The golden brilliance poured upon the clouds, dyeing the boundless clouds a deep golden yellow, like a vast magnificent postcard picture. The little beggar's eyes grew wider, showing an expression of wonder.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
Chen Chen suddenly spoke. He lowered his head and said softly, "This scene must be beautiful, but it's too bad I can't see it anymore."
The little beggar tilted her head in puzzlement. She suddenly stretched out her hand and carefully touched Chen Chen's eyes.
Chen Chen smiled.
Strictly speaking, this little beggar was not Little X but a person in Chen Chen's self-consciousness. She did not have Little X's thoughts and even ordinary people could not see her.