The old lady picked off the flowers from the other side, put them in a potted plant filled with blood, turned around, and walked towards me tremblingly.
"This flower has been growing in my house for tens of thousands of years, and even when I became an old woman, it did not bloom.
It really made that person right, I am not his destined person."
The old woman was holding the flowerpot, with a somewhat tangled look in her eyes, unwilling to give up, but also a little lucky.
I looked at this flower from the other side.
It can live for thousands of years, which is extraordinary.
The old lady handed me the flowers and almost burst into tears.
"I have reached Tianshou.
Over the years, I have been looking for someone to entrust to me, but I have never met someone I am satisfied with.
I originally prepared for the worst.
If there is still no satisfactory person today, I will send it back to forgetfulness.
Riverside.”
I took the Biangan flower, and the old man wiped her tears with rough hands.
I saw that she had a deep affection for this flower.
"When I was young, I was crazy about flowers, and I was even more aloof and arrogant.
I claimed that there were no flowers that I couldn't keep alive.
Just when I was feeling complacent, a woman came to me holding this flower from the other side.
I remember her very clearly.
She At that time, she was just like you, wearing all black, but she was seriously injured at that time and was already dying.
She got rid of me to take care of this flower until she found someone who could make it bloom, and she also entrusted me with a word.
It's a pity that so For many years, I still haven’t found that person.”
The old lady looked at the flowers and fell into deep memories.
"I also raised Bianhua flowers at that time.
As long as the blood flow is constant, it can survive and bloom.
But this one, even if I raise it for thousands of years, it will just keep its original appearance."
The old lady stretched out her hand to touch it, but stopped when she was about to touch it.
After hesitating for a moment, she stretched out her hand again.
"If you are so reluctant to give it up, why should you give it to others?"
I could see the deep reluctance in her heart.
Although I liked this flower very much, I didn't reach the point where I couldn't help it.
The old lady heard what I said, shook her head and said "This was that person's last obsession before he died.
Even though I love this flower, I don't want to monopolize it.
This will make that person unable to rest in peace."
After the old lady finished speaking, she walked back to the flower shop tremblingly, took out a notebook and handed it to me.
"I see that you are a person worth entrusting to me.
We met by chance.
I have nothing else to add.
This is what I have learned in this life.
I give it to you today about the records of various flowers in the world.
I only hope that you can take good care of this flower."
A flower from the other side, let it find its destined person."
I took the small book again.
It was neither big nor small, and it fit in the palm of my hand.
It was thick and looked like it had a lot of story to tell.
I put the small book away and looked up at the old grandma again.
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"What was that sentence that that person asked you to tell?"
"Cherish the people in front of you" After leaving the flower shop, I finally found Xiaobai in a toy store.
He was sitting in front of the game table, concentrating on playing games.
"Go, go, go, go" "Hit your head" I slapped Xiaobai on the head.
I was here for a long time, but he didn't notice at all.
"Oh, Xiaorui, where have you been?
I've been looking for you for a long time."
When Xiaobai saw it was me, he stopped playing and jumped down directly to let the children behind him.
"You're looking for me like this" I pointed at the game and asked it, this guy, his face is neither red nor white when he lies.
Xiaobai laughed twice and followed me out of the game hall in a sneaky way.
I have been here for half a day and there are still many tourists here.
I held Xiaobai’s tail to prevent him from getting lost again.
"Xiao Bai, when are we going to steal Meng Po soup?"
Watching Xiaobai buying food or toys along the way, I felt like he was just having fun and forgot about business.
"No rush, no rush, we have to live here for a while before this Meng Po's shop can open."
"What" Later I found out that Meng Po’s shop is not open all year round, because in the underworld, a year is only one day in the human world.
Therefore, according to the algorithm of the underworld, only a group of ghosts come every year.
These ghosts are inspected and judged layer by layer in the soul. , and finally arrived at Meng Po Village, the King of Hell made a reasonable plan.
All of a sudden, the first half of the year is used for inspections and trials, and the second half of the year is when Meng Po works.
However, the preparation of Meng Po soup is complicated, and a large amount is used every time, so Meng Po only has 2 months a year.
It was a holiday, and Xiaobai and I came in relatively early, so we could only wait.
"Then what shall we do these days?"
Having stayed in this gloomy place for so long, just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable all over.
"The witches run to the underworld all year round.
Of course they have their own territory.
I will take you there later.
The task now is to get high."
After saying that, Xiaobai started to play happily.
I was afraid that he would get lost, so I had to follow him closely.
"Xiaobai, slow down" It doesn’t work, it doesn’t work.
I have two updates today and my thoughts are a little stuck.
I will make up the second half tomorrow.
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