Chapter 343 Fireflies

• “The dark sky is low, the bright stars follow, the insects are flying, the insects are flying, who are you missing...”
• Accompanied by a low humming sound, a swarm of fireflies flew toward her from the forest like a little brightly lit cloud.
• Klein was walking in the middle of the swarm. In his husky voice, he sang his own variation of the famous children's song. He appeared slightly embarrassed yet pleased with himself.