Osmanthus fragrans

The red-haired monster didn't know what the sweet-scented osmanthus meant, he just thought the name was nice, so whenever Han Jinsong called this new name, he would happily run over.

Under the guidance of Han Jinsong, the gifted red-haired monster Osmanthus has gradually learned some simple communication languages ​​of Zhonglu people.

On this day, Han Jinsong, who had nothing to do, had nothing to do in the cave to keep warm, and lingered with Osmanthus fragrans for a while, and then he lay contentedly beside Osmanthus fragrans to talk long and short with him.

"Where are your parents?"

Thinking that he still doesn't know the life experience of this strange beast, Han Jinsong will inevitably wonder whether there are many monsters like Osmanthus fragrans who are stupid and stupid but have outstanding looks and strong physiques in the North Continent?

Osmanthus fragrans had just eaten, and was leisurely relishing the taste of Han Jinsong, when suddenly hearing Han Jinsong's question, his expression, which was originally enjoying the comfort, suddenly turned a little gloomy.

"I don't know." Now he can only say two words at a time, short and clear, and he really cherishes words like gold.

"Then how did you come into this world?" Han Jinsong was very curious about the origin of this strange beast from the Northland, and continued to ask.

Osmanthus fragrans licked the remaining turbidity at the corner of her mouth, recalling the ice pit she crawled out of, presumably that was the place where he was born.

"A hole."

Then the next day, Han Jinsong, led by Osmanthus, saw the pit that made him curious.

It was a small ice pit, and it didn't look like it could fit such a huge osmanthus flower.

"You mean you came out of this ice pit?"

"Hmm..." Thinking of her lonely life experience, Osmanthus looked a little depressed. He had seen Xuehu give birth, and those little treasures were really happy, with their parents by their side, but there was only such a big hole around him.

"It's so strange, did you grow out of a pit?"

Han Jinsong scratched his head, and couldn't help but think of sowing seeds; the people in Central China would bury the seeds in the soil in spring, and they would be able to harvest food in autumn, but on the land of Beilu, they didn't know what kind of plant they buried. Such a stupid and stupid monster can grow from the seed of the seed.

Thinking of this, Han Jinsong couldn't help secretly laughing at the stern and serious appearance of Osmanthus fragrans. After all, this guy is just a big fool.

After getting along for a while, Han Jinsong finally understood the unique body structure of Osmanthus fragrans, an exotic beast from the Northland.

Osmanthus fragrans is much stronger than him, and her recovery ability is astonishingly amazing. Last time he was so severely injured by a trap, he healed up in less than half a month, and he couldn't even see the slightest scar.

What surprised Han Jinsong the most was that the sweet-scented osmanthus didn't seem to need to eat anything, as long as he lingered with himself every few days, he would be full of energy.

Whenever he saw the sweet-scented osmanthus greedily licking up the last drop of turbid liquid, he couldn't help but want to give this lustful and gluttonous beast a nickname--the obscene beast.

After all, he was already living in a barren place like Beilu, so Han Jinsong had no choice but to muster up the courage to start a new life, and his life was destined to be entangled with a red-haired beast.

"Hey, look, just rubbing each other like this can start a fire."

Han Jinsong began to teach Osmanthus some basic life knowledge, hoping that the other party could become a qualified partner under his influence.

Osmanthus carefully took the fire fold from Han Jinsong's hand. He was curious to see this thing that can catch fire when rubbed, and rubbed it like Han Jinsong.

Sure enough, a ray of sparks appeared immediately, and the sweet-scented osmanthus danced with joy.

"Aw... Aw..."

Just when Osmanthus happily cheered with a fire pocket, the sparks splashed down and just landed on a snow fox fur blanket that Han Jinsong made with great difficulty, and instantly ignited.

The cave was full of firewood picked up by Han Jinsong and animal skins that had been peeled off, and the fire quickly became bigger.

It was too late when Han Jinsong, who was grinding tools next to him, smelled the stench. He was surprised to see green smoke and flames coming out of the firewood pile.

"Run!"

Han Jinsong dropped the things in his hands and ran away. Osmanthus also knew that the situation was not good, and ran out with Han Jinsong blushing.

The two stood panting at the entrance of the cave, looking at the sparkling fire inside, their eyes full of despair.

The most injured person was Han Jinsong, who managed to transform the cave into a barely livable place through untold hardships, but was destroyed by the sweet-scented osmanthus.

He watched the growing fire in pain, turned his head and stared at Osmanthus fragrans.

"You bastard!"

"Hmm..." Osmanthus fragrans was taken aback, quickly bit her paw, and lowered her head guiltily.

That night, Han Jinsong took the sweet-scented osmanthus and braved the wind and snow for a long time on the ice field, before he found another cave by the sea.

But in the icy cave, Han Jinsong had nothing to live on. The firewood for heating, the snow fox fur blanket for sleeping, and the dried fish were all gone, except for the dumb one following behind him. And stupid monster, he has nothing left.

Han Jinsong stood in the bleak cave in despair, his trembling lips were already unable to curse the troublemaker Osmanthus fragrans any more.

Osmanthus seemed to see that Han Jinsong felt very cold, so he took the initiative to walk up, hugged Han Jinsong who was shivering from the cold from behind, and sobbed softly in the other's ear sadly.

The warm temperature eased the coldness of Beilu at night. Even if Han Jinsong hated burning the sweet-scented osmanthus in his residence, he couldn't refuse the other's warm embrace.

Leaning in the warm arms of the sweet-scented osmanthus, he slowly fell asleep sleepy and tired. Smelling the faint scent of the sweet-scented osmanthus, Han Jinsong had a sweet dream.

He dreamed that he was lying on a warm kang, his lover was beside him, and his child was sleeping in the cradle beside him.

Finally, in the dream, in the warm embrace of sweet-scented osmanthus, Han Jinsong's great dream of his wife and children warming up on the kang was temporarily realized.

Osmanthus hugged Han Jinsong tightly, he watched the other party's smile gradually showing in puzzlement, and he smiled too.

In this world, no one has ever been kind to himself like this person, giving himself a name, teaching himself many strange things, and most importantly, feeding himself when he can't find food; so sweet-scented osmanthus In my heart, I was not only grateful to Han Jinsong, but also filled with another feeling that he didn't know very well, but he was trying to figure it out.

"Ow..."

Osmanthus stretched out her unique long tongue, and gently licked Han Jinsong's sleeping face to express her vague love for this person.

Early the next morning, Han Jinsong, who was licked by the sweet-scented osmanthus and drool all over his face, finally woke up hot. He wiped his sticky face and felt sick immediately, but last night he was still hugging his sweet-scented osmanthus But I don't know where I went.

Why is my body so hot and restless?

Han Jinsong frowned, not realizing that it was the saliva of the sweet-scented osmanthus that caused the trouble, he got up, and as soon as he walked to the entrance of the cave, he was shivered by the bitter cold wind, and the restlessness in his heart subsided a lot.

Seeing no trace of osmanthus, Han Jinsong was a little worried about the other party, where would that stupid and stupid guy go so early in the morning?

Just when he was wondering about the whereabouts of Osmanthus fragrans, there was a roar from far away, he was very familiar with that voice, it was Osmanthus fragrans.

Regardless of the biting cold wind, Han Jinsong hurried to the place where the roar came from. On an open ice field, he saw the red-haired sweet-scented osmanthus fighting a white bear.

Han Jinsong couldn't believe what he saw in front of him. He stared blankly at Osmanthus frantically wrestling with the white bear. He couldn't figure it out. How could the timid Osmanthus have the courage to fight against the white bear?

Anyway, Osmanthus fragrans still has such a big lump that can compete with the white bear, but what about me?

Han Jinsong looked at his body that lost a lot of weight and his ragged clothes, and felt that if he rushed over rashly, he would definitely cause trouble for Osmanthus, but he couldn't just watch Osmanthus fight with such a ferocious white bear alone. .

So he resolutely lifted a stone next to him, and when he rushed over, he accidentally hit his foot.

"what!"

Han Jinsong's screams should never be underestimated. Both the white bear and the sweet-scented osmanthus who were fighting were taken aback by the sudden shrill cry. Taking advantage of the moment when the white bear was distracted, the sweet-scented osmanthus took a deep breath and slapped her paw. Just scratched it.

Beads of blood splashed, and Ice Bear fled miserably with five bloody scars on his face, leaving behind a big fish that he had caught.

Exhausted, Osmanthus bent over and picked up the big fish with scars all over her body, and walked towards Han Jinsong unsteadily.

Han Jinsong, who was bouncing around on the ice field while touching his sore feet, was stunned when he saw Osmanthus holding such a big fish and walking towards him, and suddenly became warm. He seemed to know the cowardly Osmanthus Why did he chase after a white bear like crazy and beat him up.

Sure enough, Osmanthus walked up to Han Jinsong panting, holding the big fish that had been bitten mutilated by the white bear, and said word by word to Han Jinsong, "Take it and eat it."

I don't know when, the number of words spoken by Osmanthus fragrans has changed from two to three, and Han Jinsong can also see that the other party very much hopes to integrate into his life.

Looking at Osmanthus fragrans covered in bruises, and at this big fish that was enough for him to eat for half a month, Han Jinsong's eyes became moist.

"fool……"

"Gum..."

Osmanthus saw that there seemed to be some liquid overflowing from the corner of Han Jinsong's eyes. He hadn't eaten these days, but when he saw the liquid coming out of the other person's body, he became interested. He thought that human tears and semen were the same thing.

He gently leaned forward and licked away the tears from the corners of Han Jinsong's eyes with the tip of his tongue, but to Osmanthus fragrans, the taste of this transparent liquid was far inferior to the previous white liquid, it was really unpalatable.

Here Han Jinsong was about to be moved, but he saw Osmanthus smacking his lips, frowning, and spitting something. Seeing this scene, Han Jinsong couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. How could he have forgotten this guy's gluttonous and silly nature? ...