[Natsume] When the sun shines

When she got home, she hadn't come back yet.

My hands have been washed, I hold the pentagonal tobacco, and walk upstairs slowly, Xiao Hei is fine, I can feel that he is upstairs...

Pushing open the door, the little black snake was curled up on the table, its eyes closed as if it was resting, the window was wide open, and the cool wind wet the papers on the table with the rain.Its body is a little muddy, and there is a transparent box beside it.

The box that was in his hand when he confronted the Demon Exorcist.It was full of colorful flower petals, many of which I didn’t recognize, I took out the flower basket under the bed, “Are these… enough?”

Pour the petals in the flower basket on the table, I put the flower tobacco into the flower basket, the delicate flower basket is lined with light pink flower tobacco, with an inexplicable warm feeling, Xiao Hei half-opened his eyes lazily, "I found it There are four hundred kinds of petals, there could have been more, but they were discovered, because some flowers are too rare and not easy to get."

not easy to get...

"You went to the home of the exorcist?"

It didn't make a sound, as if it had acquiesced, and closed those beautiful golden eyes again.

I am dumb, no wonder.

Open the transparent box, I don't know what material it is made of, it is very hard, I feel it may be glass, but I don't think there is any glass that can last so long under the dragon's claws, I dare not say it is diamond Believe it... then I won't send out a large piece of diamond after selling it?

It was a bit heavy to weigh, so I poured out the petals from the box and sprinkled them all over the table. The fragrance of flowers came to my face and spread softly across the room. I came out, flicked the petals on my body, and slipped into my bed with a flick of my tail.

I started tidying up the petals, which was difficult at first, but maybe it was due to my innate ability, maybe it was a kind of seriousness and tenderness towards the petals, I actually sorted out the types of petals very quickly——

The more than 300 kinds of petals I collected in the flower shop and the more than 400 kinds of petals collected by Xiaohei add up to a total of more than 600 kinds. After removing the duplicates, there are more than 500...

Where to collect it?

Almost all the common flowers are here, and I even saw several out-of-season flowers, which were probably grown in the greenhouse, and they were probably picked up by Xiao Hei.

Almost all the flowers that can bloom in autumn are here, if you still want...

"Have you ever seen Epiphyllum?"

Xiao Hei suddenly asked me.

I frowned and let myself think for a while, "Epiphyllum...seems familiar."

The withered gardenia tree at my feet has withered another leaf. It seems that there is not much distance from the end of life, and my brows are furrowed even tighter.

I hate the so-called life and death.

Because in the sad fairy tales of monsters, these helpless words are always indispensable in the lonely aria.

For some reason, I suddenly thought of the girl in the blue and white kimono and the white ink-painted bamboo umbrella, such a bright girl, a person who says good day to strangers, if he sees such a dying plant Gardenia tree, then her expression must be...very sad.

"The flowers that only bloomed at midnight at that time, you can look for them."

Xiao Hei said.

"Does it look good?"

I asked him, then pointed to the flower tobacco in the flower basket surrounded by countless petals on the table, and asked innocently, "Does it look good with it?"

"..." Xiao Hei seemed to be very disdainful to answer this innocent question, wiped off the mud on my body, and then got into the bed.

I nodded firmly, "Epiphyllum must not be as beautiful as it."

I believe that even the most beautiful flowers in this world are not as beautiful as it.

"Sad woman."

When I changed into soft cotton home clothes and went downstairs, I heard Xiao Hei's seemingly very deep lament.

Squinting my eyes, I decided to pretend I didn't hear anything.

Epiphyllum... a flower that only blooms at midnight, so proud.

What does a man in love do in his spare time?

I hesitated to open the door and looked up to the sky. The black haze covered the originally blue sky, which looked very gloomy. A flower like a crown rose from the water.

The water flower is also a flower, but I can't find its petals.

I saw a certain family's persimmon tree from a distance with a few yellow leaves knocked off by the water, which was harvested in autumn and stored in winter. Natsume's family's persimmons had already been picked.

I really want to eat the persimmon cake made by his aunt.

With a sigh, I suddenly saw a familiar figure.

The pink figure flutters and flickers, and I see with sharp eyes that she seems to be very happy and is eating a pack of small sweet buns. That is——

"Xiao Nuan?"

It froze for a moment, flapped its small wings a few times, and then flew over.

"Lord Qin?"

Sure enough, it was Xiao Nuan.

"Where's Qi Ming?"

I ask her.

Xiaonuan was a little shy, "He went to buy buns, buns from Qiqianwu."

I took a look at the steamed stuffed bun in her hand, the specialty of Nanqianya was right, and that woman had bought it many times.

It's just that Qi Ming is not a monster, how can I buy steamed stuffed buns... It's really a profound proposition.

Forget it, I will save this esoteric proposition for later pondering, but now——

"Xiao Nuan, can you do me a favor?"

The breeze is blowing, I think, the busyness about the petals, maybe there will be results soon.

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Xiaonuan is a butterfly monster, and she always has some knowledge about flowers.

When she heard that I wanted to save a flower elf, she had a smile on her face. Butterflies are the closest race to flowers, so she quickly agreed.

She looked at the petals I collected first, monsters always have a good memory, remembering the five hundred kinds of petals seems to be effortless for Xiaonuan, to be honest, I am very envious of her, if I have this ability Every time I take the exam, I will be the bottom one in the class.

"I'll let my friend find it." Before leaving, she said with a smile.

Watching her leave, I still looked up at the sky. The light rain in the cloudy sky seemed to be about to stop. I pursed my lips, really fed up with this half-dead weather.

I want to put on my most beautiful clothes on a bright autumn day, maybe a skirt, maybe a shirt, and then put on a beautiful coat. In the cool weather, I will hold my sweetheart and go to the park together Look at the most beautiful flower in this world.

At that time, I believed that the gardenia trees must be full of beautiful flowers, and the whole town was full of gardenia flowers.

For me, that may be a happiness that cannot be described in the most beautiful poems in the world.

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When I heard the news of Gardenia's death, I was learning cross-stitch.

Whenever I am always free on weekends, because homework is never done, I always don't do it.In this world, one must live in a free and easy way, right?

The woman taught me how to thread a needle very gently. In fact, I really didn’t want to learn needlework on a whim. It’s just that I saw Xia Mu’s clothes rotten that day, as if it was scratched by a branch, and I felt a little bit in my heart. idea.

Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin.

I always want to do something for the person I like, even if it is a trivial thing, such as helping him to sew a corner of his clothes. When I see him wearing that dress, I will always feel happy.

It was at that time that the weeds came.

The noisy little flower elf disappeared, and the grain weed in front of me was a little elf boy who was so haggard that he lost his vitality.

Passionate always suffers from ruthlessness, what kind of mood did Gardenia feel when she died?

I don't know, it's just that the needle in my hand accidentally slipped from my fingertips, and with the bright yellow silk thread, it fell weakly on the unfinished flowers and plants.

I embroidered gardenias.

"Why are you so careless." The woman picked up the needle and thread I dropped, a little annoyed, "Hold the needle firmly, otherwise it will pierce your hand."

She couldn't see monsters, and naturally she couldn't see the hound's tail grass elf flapping its wings beside her shoulder.

"I'll embroider later and go to the bathroom." I scratched my face, turned and left.

"Why die?"

I asked him.

Gu Xiezi looked up at me with a stubborn expression on her face, "Gardenias will not bloom again in the future."

I didn't ask him this...

However, it is true.

I was suddenly in a trance, people's dreams are really easy to break sometimes, just like I was thinking yesterday, when I collected a thousand petals, I made a wish to the flower god to make the gardenia better, and then...

Life and death, life and death.

The feelings of monsters are so pure and clean that it is hard to describe them, just like the haggard elf boy in front of him, he may not be able to get out of this blow for a long time, ten years, 20 years, 30 years... Or, like Xiao Hei , persistent for hundreds of years.

When people think of it, they can't help but feel heartache.

"You can make a wish to the flower god." I heard myself say, "I have collected more than 500 kinds of petals. When the time comes, you can make a wish to the flower god to bring gardenia back to life."

God, there is always a special preference for this simple race.

Gu Xiezi's eyes lit up suddenly, like the stars in the middle of the night, bright and incomparable, "Yes, you can make a wish to the God of Flowers!"

Before I had time to say anything, he rushed out of the window in a hurry, like an arrow leaving the string, going fast.

I went back and picked up the needle and thread again. The woman lowered her eyebrows and carefully fiddled with a small handkerchief in her hand.

The sky is already fine, the sun is shining softly in, and the room is filled with warm light.

I think maybe it's time.

"I think the surname is Hayakawa."

My voice was very soft, but no matter how soft it was, she still heard it. I saw her hand tightening her handkerchief, and after a long while, I heard her voice trying to make herself as if nothing had happened——

"Okay, okay."

Life and death, life and death.

No matter what kind of creature human beings are, but under such an inexplicable touch, I feel that I should not let everyone around me who treats me well worry about me.

I can't figure out whether the other party's sincerity or falsehood, I can't figure out what that woman's gentle eyes like water mean, I want to escape, I want to take revenge with evil, I think, I'm so bad, she will one day I would have shown an impatient expression, but... no.

During that period of time, no matter how bad I was or how I bullied her, she endured silently, and then tolerated me with that gentle smile.

Picking up the needle again, my hands trembled slightly.

Can you really believe it again?

What's wrong?

I tried my best to suppress the fear and uneasiness in my heart. The fear of being deceived felt like a naughty child, pulling my fragile nerves. I kept saying to myself, it’s okay, it’s okay, believe it again, just this time... …

But the hands were lightly covered. They were a pair of slightly rough hands, not as delicate and exquisite as her heart, but when they touched my hands, they made me feel at ease.

"I will let you live at ease." Her brows and eyes were full of tenderness, "Mu Mu, I swear."

Listen, the beautiful melody in the air is the sunshine singing.

The author has something to say: Hayakawa Liu is a poor and loving girl.

I really want to read Notes of the Demon Hunter...but its writing style is too dark, I am afraid I will be infected with TAT

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