The tree demon seizes the house and chases after the wife

You can feel that kind of pleasant and gentle mood.

The warm sunshine came down, and when Jiang Bai came back to his senses, Xiao Tuanzi had already climbed to the tall branch, holding the rough trunk with one hand, sitting on the thick branch of the big tree, his eyes were smiling Curved, with a face full of innocence.

The breeze blows, and the shadows of the trees dance.

This scene was frozen for a moment, and then everything around began to slowly distort.

As if the fast-forward button was pressed suddenly, the girl began to grow up slowly, everything seemed to be changing, and everything seemed not to be changing.

What has changed is the grown-up girl, but what remains unchanged is the lush and lush tree.

It stands quietly, silently and gently accompanying her through spring and summer after another.

And in these scenes, the black-haired, naughty girl is always smiling.

Happy, joyful, innocent, open-minded.

Jiang Bai looked at this scene that flashed by, but was extremely familiar - yes, she had experienced every scene.

This was the happiest time in her long and short years.

It's just that everything she experienced afterwards was too painful, and those pains turned these beautiful things into poisoned needles, and every time she thought about it, she would feel a little bit more pain in her heart.

When her mother stopped breathing in front of her, when she dropped out of school, when she was scolded as a wild child without parents...

Those good memories, against the backdrop of reality, are all just a joke.

So she intentionally, intentionally made these memories gradually blur in her mind, and sealed these times in the corner of her memory. No one mentioned them, so naturally she couldn't remember them.

Without comparison, naturally there will be no heartache, no resentment, and no regrets.

But at this moment, those deliberately forgotten things appeared in front of her eyes like a picture scroll.

The things she had forgotten... There has always been someone who remembered it for her.

Engraved in the soul, never forgotten.

Jiang Bai touched her chest, where she could feel the emotions that did not belong to her.

Emotions belonging to... that tree.

Gentle, lingering, looking forward to, happy.

She raised her head in a daze, looking at the towering tree in front of her that lived in her memory, feeling the emotions fermented in her heart little by little, which made her want to cry.

As the light and shadow change, the scene changes again.

The breeze is blowing, the sun is gentle, the leaves are rustling in the wind, the nine-year-old girl is wearing a ball head, leaning against the tree with a puffy face, holding a book of poetry in her hand.But she was obviously not reading the book carefully, and she didn't care if the books were upside down, she just leaned against the tree trunk, her eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was dozing off.

That feeling came again.

It was a kind of joyful, tolerant, light and happy mood.

As the breeze blows, the leaves rustle, very softly, as if afraid of disturbing the little girl who is sleeping peacefully under the tree.

Jiang Bai could even feel the cautious and caring mood.

"...Mianmian."

She raised her eyes to look at the lush branches, her mood was complicated, but also a little sour.But before she could feel sad, there was the sound of thin footsteps over there.

The lazy little girl who was hiding under the tree opened her eyes vigilantly, and the book of poetry in her hand was flipping through. With her eyes open, she began to read in a low voice, "Guanguan...what dove, in the river island."

The face of the visitor is blurred.

In the dryad's memory, other people are blurred, existing like a background board.Only the little girl who is holding the Book of Songs but not reading seriously is clear and vivid.

The eyelashes fluttering slightly when he was asleep, the sideburns blown by the breeze, and the eye waves in those big black and white eyes when he was disturbed.

"Okay, stop reading, let's go eat."

A familiar voice came from the man with a blurred face, and Jiang Bai froze in place as soon as he heard it.

It's... Mom.

The man with a blurred face turned around and left after speaking. Jiang Bai subconsciously wanted to catch up, but stopped after taking two steps.

The little girl on the side pouted, and jumped up and down with the book in her arms, "Mom, waiting is in vain."

The little girl passed by her side, moving briskly like a flying white dove.

And she could only stop where she was, looking at the faceless shadow, and gently took the girl's hand——

"Yes... Guan Guan Jujiu, say 'ju'."

A soft voice sounded, with a bit of murmur.Jiang Bai's thoughts moved slightly, she turned her head to look, but lost her mind just the moment she looked back.

Beside the tall tree, the girl with complicated braids looked at the back of the little girl leaving, her eyes like malachite were full of tenderness.

With a melon seed face, dark green malachite-like eyes, and a translucent body, she just quietly floated beside the big tree, staring at the back of the girl leaving, looking a little lonely.

...Yes, Huamian.

The little girl's back was never seen again.Only then did the dryad slowly look away, and she stayed quietly by the tree for a while, as if in a daze, or thinking about something, a little wooden, like a real tree.

Jiang Bai couldn't control herself, she slowly approached the tree demon's shadow, but when she stretched out her hand, she could only pass through Hua Mian's body.

——It’s all memories.

But Jiang Bai could feel Hua Mian's loneliness.

After a long while, Hua Mian seemed to have recovered from her thoughts, her malachite-like eyes lighted up slightly, she was a little cheerful, and repeated, "Guanguan Jujiu, in the river continent."

It's the poem that the little girl read just now.

Hua Mian squinted her eyes, holding the tree trunk with her hands, and said in a delicate and gentle voice, "My fair lady... a gentleman is so good."

Then the voice lowered, the tree demon's slender and slender neck was slightly stained red, Hua Mian quietly lowered her head, and said softly, "Gentleman... so good."

Looking at such a tree demon, Jiang Bai lost his mind for a moment.But before she came back to her senses, the scene began to shatter, and in the blink of an eye, another scene appeared.

The little girl is going to the city.

She bids farewell to the tree that grew up with her.

When the little girl really embarked on the trip, Jiang Bai was by the tree and saw the shadow of the tree demon again.

With black hair rolled up, hands holding onto the tree trunk, a pair of dark green eyes looked at the direction in which the girl left, and remained silent for a long time.

It took a long time before Jiang Bai heard Hua Mian's firm voice, "Bai Bai... come back soon."

"I'll wait for you to go home."

——I'll wait for you to go home.

For a moment, Jiang Bai felt so sad, so sad that he wanted to cry.

The scene is not changing, it just speeds up.

Maybe it really is a tree that has lived for a long time, Hua Mian is not anxious about waiting aimlessly, and even lives very happily.

She would transform into a ghost form every day, guarding by the tree, staring at the direction the little girl had left.Then when I get bored, I will count the days on my fingers, and after counting, I will suddenly become happy.

——Ah, soon, Bai Bai will be back soon.

And Jiang Bai, who could feel the emotions of the dryad, knew that the reason why she felt happy was because she had expectations every day.

I hope that the person who made an appointment with it will come back with a smile one day.

Just, no.

After years of waiting, what was waiting was not the naughty but cute girl, but a huge ax slashed with a knife, and the indifferent eyes of the carpenter.

Jiang Bai's eyes widened suddenly, looking at the chopped axe, she almost instinctively tried to snatch the carpenter's giant axe, but her body could only pass through those carpenters lightly - in vain.

"Haha, this tree is not young."

"The wood is good, it can make good solid wood furniture..."

The carpenter with a blurred face was chopping the tree while talking and laughing. Jiang Bai stood beside him, feeling his whole body trembling——

stop, stop!

She seemed to see the beautiful and silent tree demon, bleeding and crying under the giant axe.

"Flower sleep!"

She couldn't help but blurt out.

——Huan Mian, at that time...was it in pain?

sorry Sorry!

She shouldn't have kept you waiting that long, she should have come back sooner—

"You can't... harm humans."

In a slightly painful voice, with thin tenderness and a bit of numbness, "I still have to wait for Bai Bai... to come back."

The moment he heard the voice, Jiang Bai felt like a knife was twisting his heart.

At that time... At that time, what was she doing?

Yes... trying to get along peacefully with the new classmate who will ridicule her in the future, and feel sorry for being out of place. After returning home, her father's face was a little happy, but her mother's face was complicated——

That night, her father told her that the old tree at home had been cut down and sold for a lot of money, so she could really settle down in this city.

That day……

That was the day, she thought.

If the old tree was cut down... there would be no reason to go back to my hometown.

She has been sad for a long time because of this, but she never thought of coming back to take a look.

"It hurts a little." The voice was thin, lonely and gentle, "If Bai Bai comes back...it won't hurt so much."

At that moment, Jiang Bai stood beside the tree stump that was cut down, letting tears slowly soak his eyes.

Towering ancient trees were cut down and transported away overnight.

From then on, in the hometown of Qingzhen, there is no longer a big tree that can block out the sun and bring some shade to the girl named Baibai.

"Why don't you become a demon?"

A sharp voice sounded, Jiang Bai raised his head, and saw a black crow parked on the wall of his hometown, it said sharply, "If you become a demon, you can leave here and take revenge on those humans who cut you down. 1000 years of suffering Xiu, don't you feel resigned to letting others bully you like this?!"

Having been cut off from his real body, perhaps because of his weakness, Jiang Bai did not see the shadow of Hua Mian that he could see every day before.

Only the lingering and lonely voice echoed lightly, three parts innocent, seven parts pure, "But, if I leave, if I come back in vain and can't find me, I will cry."

"Mianmian...can't let you cry in vain."

"I'm going to wait here for her to come back."

"She has forgotten you a long time ago! Human beings are such superficial things! She will not remember you! In the eyes of human beings, you are just a tree that can be abandoned casually. In this world, the more Gentle things are easier to be forgotten!" The crow screamed sharply, flapping its pitch-black wings, "Only pain can be remembered by human beings. Human beings are such things. Only when they are in pain can they be remembered deeply. Human beings are like this. thing!"

However, in the next second, emerald green vines shot out from the ground, shooting straight through the crow's throat!

Blood spurted.The crow was panting feebly, but it wasn't completely dead.

Jiang Bai turned his head and saw Hua Mian's unstable figure at a glance.

Hua Mian pointed her index finger at the crow, and the vines spread behind her, as if she was pissed off, she was trembling all over, her dark green eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Baibai...you won't forget me!"

"She...will always remember me."

——The gentler things are, the easier they are to be forgotten.

The crow fluttered a few times and completely lost its vitality.

The blood-stained vines slowly retracted, Hua Mian's shadow became a little blurry, she slowly withdrew her hand, the crows were less noisy, Qingzhen looked quiet and gentle, the sun was shining brightly, but Hua Mian seemed a little cold .

Her shadow curled up next to the tree stump, and the blurred shadow trembled slightly.

Looking at Hua Mian like this, Jiang Bai felt pain and sadness.

"I don't want to become a demon..."

While heartbroken, Jiang Bai heard Hua Mian's soft, angry murmur, "It's the bad guys who become demons, Bai Bai won't like it..."

Warm tears slowly slid down.

Jiang Bai leaned over, even though she knew it was an untouchable memory, she still gently hugged the vague shadow huddled beside the tree stump, big drops of tears slid down, passed through the shadow, and dripped on the On the ground, annihilated in the dust.

——"Fool, I like everything you look like."

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