My Relationship System is a Little Weird

"This may be a precious memory, Barry, is it okay to accept this memory?"

Barry pondered for a long time, then shook her head like last time.

"Then, you need to fill that void with your own memories."

Barry still stood there quietly, nodding slightly.

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"ended."

Barry looked at the man in front of her and said softly.

The man was a little confused, he looked at Barry.

"I've been thinking about what good memories I've lost."

"I don't know if it's because the memories are gone..."

"But..." the man bowed to Barry, smiling like a child, "Even though my memories are gone, my art will be eternal, thank you!"

Barry smiled lightly, turned and walked out of the studio.

This small town surrounded by flowers is still so beautiful, which makes Barry very happy.

She was strolling quietly in the town, when a little girl with animal ears suddenly ran up to her and handed her a glass of petal lemonade.

Barry was a little confused.

"Thank you pretty sister! I bought it for you from my sister with my pocket money!"

The little girl finished speaking a little shyly, and stuffed the juice to Barry involuntarily.

Barry took it and was about to ask, but the little girl giggled and ran away.

And in the distance, in a small stall, a woman smiled at her with gratitude in her eyes.

Barry was a little confused, but in the end she didn't say anything, and left quietly with the juice.

"Who are they...?"

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The girl's voice fell, and there was no sound in the entire theater.

Kazumi Kazumi, who was holding the DV, covered her mouth, her eyes were red.

At this point in the drama, she seems to have guessed the direction of the story.

This is a story about memory.

It's just... a little bit of it makes people feel uncomfortable.

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225. "Wishing the Passing Memories of Flowers" (3)

The confused Barry walked leisurely in the center of the town step by step.

"Hey..."

A sigh of endless sadness made her a little curious.

She raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound. A woman dressed well but with a hint of gray on her temples was standing there, sighing uncontrollably.

Barry was a little confused and took a step forward.

The woman also noticed her coming, and the other party smiled and straightened up.

"Welcome to Helena, I am the mayor here."

Barry's eyes lit up and she couldn't help applauding.

"It's a pretty town, Madam Mayor."

The mayor smiled, as if he was missing something.

"It was never so beautiful before."

Her eyes fell on a cluster of flowers not far behind Barry.

"In the past, here was a small town isolated from the world without flowers."

"Didn't there be flowers here before?" Barry was taken aback, she had no impression of this place, except for the painter just now, and the boy who went home to pick up something, her understanding of this place was almost blank.

The mayor nodded and said slowly, "That's right, all the flowers here were planted by someone."

"Her gardens started to become famous in the town, and that's why it became a tourist attraction."

"In honor of her, that's why we named this town..."

Barry remembered the name of the town that the mayor said just now, and whispered softly: "Helena..."

The mayor lady laughed. Although she still looked a little old, she smiled like a child. It seemed that this name had some good memories for her.

"In my memory, she planted these flowers for lost family members."

"She wanted to guide her separated family members home."

Barry nodded involuntarily, with an expression of "I see".

But the mayor lady frowned, she turned and looked into the distance, Barry also looked over, and from a distance, there seemed to be a peddler selling some flowers.

"But... when a town becomes famous, greedy people flock to it."

At this moment, a couple ran to the garden. The girl with a lovely smile stood beside the garden and made a gesture of scissors, while the boy dotingly took out his camera and pointed it at his girlfriend.

Just when the shutter was pressed, a man ran out from nowhere and pointed at the young couple angrily.

“Pay before taking pictures!”

His voice was so loud that it startled the girl who was still smiling just now.

The boy seemed a little dissatisfied, but because of his sight, he walked up to the man bitterly and took out some money.

After giving the money, the young couple was ready to leave.

However, the woman in front of the stall suddenly ran out and stopped in front of the two of them.

"Hey! Don't you come all the way here and buy some flowers?"

...

The mayor lady sighed, a little helpless.

"Look at that couple, picking flowers, throwing a tantrum at a tourist..."

"I really hope these people get out of this town."

Barry also pursed her lips, her icy pretty face tensed.

For Barry, who loves flowers, this is undoubtedly a minefield.

She doesn't want anyone taking advantage of these brilliant flowers...

"If you need to pay some memories in exchange for this wish..."

The mayor lady interrupted Barry: "In order to maintain Helena's reputation, I will be happy to do this."

She continued to look into the distance, those brilliant flowers were trembling with the breeze.

"These flowers... were not planted to satisfy greed."

Barry nodded and walked over.

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Putting away the money she just got, the woman's face was full of excitement.

A faint fragrance wafted through her, causing her to raise her head subconsciously, only to find a beautiful girl with an indifferent expression standing quietly in front of her stall.

She rolled her eyes, stuffed the gold coin into her bosom, and picked up a flower.

"Buy some flowers, lovely lady, only 500 gold coins for a bouquet~"

And the man who was waving a hoe at the garden didn't look back.

"If you want to watch the flowers, you need to pay [viewing fee]"

Barry held her breath.

"A bouquet of flowers is so expensive...and viewing fees?"

"The flowers in this town are not planted by you?"

As if the real situation had been exposed, the woman glared, threw the flowers in her hand on the table, and jumped up angrily.

"What do you want to do? Say it? Do you want to fight?"

Hearing this, the man wielding a hoe also stopped, and turned to look at this "flower girl" who didn't know what to do.

"The flowers and stones here don't have owners, right?"

Barry nodded: "But these plants are not used to satisfy some people's greed."

"Don't hurt others because of your greed."

The woman scoffed at Barry's statement.

She sat down again, with her legs crossed and her hands crossed over her chest.

"Are you going to make us look at these flowers for the rest of our lives?"

"Yeah, will you make us rich?"

"Heh, it's not that you will make our wishes come true."

"Wish..." Barry took a deep breath and looked at the couple, "No problem."

The couple were taken aback for a moment, and when they saw Barry's outfit, which was obviously different from that of the townspeople, an unbelievable thought suddenly arose.

Apparently, the two of them had also heard of the legend of the "Flower Girl".

The man winked at the woman and raised his eyebrows.

"Only one? We need at least three!"