C227 Fusarium

A gust of wind blew past, shaking the grass and trees, causing rustling sounds to ring out. A lot of leaves were blown away from the branches and onto the soft grass. They were green and half dry. One of them was full of vitality while the other was about to rot and turn into dust.

Luo Ning pursed her lips and looked at Ye Mo Han. After a long while, she curiously asked