Chives

The rain didn't stop until midnight.

The dark clouds dissipated, and the moon hung on the branches.Little Narcissus came out of the flower body after sleeping and found that the ground was dirty again.But she has no time to clean up now, she has to fight for tomorrow's sunshine for herself first.

In the garden there is a camphor tree over 50 years old, just opposite the small shed, its branches and leaves are like a canopy covering the sky, and the thick shade has extended to her corner.Now there is water under the flower plants, and the rhizomes are icy cold. If they don't get the sun tomorrow, they will definitely feel very uncomfortable.

Little Narcissus made up her mind, so she found a strong dead leaf to make a boat, crossed the continuous puddles in the low depression, and floated under the tree roots.Then climb up little by little through the cracked ravines in the old bark.

This tree is a towering giant to her.Fortunately, she remembered which branch and leaf blocked her sunlight, and that place was relatively low.She only crawled for 5 minutes.Sit on a branch, hold the twigs with one hand, and reach for the leaves with the other, try to pick out the old ones and tear them off one by one.The leaves rustled and fell, and the slight noise could be heard very clearly in the quiet night.

Chunlan raised her head to peek, and she started counting silently in her heart.

one two three four……

When Little Narcissus finally picked off the ninth leaf, she lowered her head and saw the pot of orchids under the shed again, only a corner was exposed because it was covered by the tin roof.

She couldn't help but step back a little, leaned over to look, and finally saw the little figure next to the flowers and leaves clearly under the moonlight.

The flower spirit was squatting on a patch of tender green moss with her knees hugged, her brocade-like long hair was spread behind her, her face was buried deep in her arms, and she seemed to be in a bad condition.She made a parachute out of a half-yellow leaf that she hadn't lost yet, controlled the direction and slid down, barely falling into the flowerpot.

Chunlan looked up in shock, her gaze collided with the person holding the leaf, and she was completely stunned.

The little narcissus was also stunned.It was only when he was close at hand that he realized that this flower spirit was even more beautiful than he had imagined.Her eyebrows are like willow leaves, her eyes are full of autumn water, and her pretty face is full of astonishment, mixed with other indistinguishable emotions.But there was nowhere to hide the uncomfortable look under the bright moonlight.

She threw away the leaves: "What's wrong with you?"

Chunlan bit her lip and lowered her face: "I'm not feeling well." After a pause, she said in a low voice, "The owner of the garden has watered a little more this time, and in the afternoon there was rain falling into the basin again."

Little Narcissus knew that this flower was very delicate, so she was a little worried: "Will the roots rot if you continue like this?"

The face of Hua Ling in front of her became paler, and she shook her head after a long time: "I don't know."

She pursed her lips after hearing this, and suddenly jumped out of the flower pot and ran into the corner of the shed, trying to scrape under the pile of dry firewood.

"What are you doing?" Chunlan lay on the side of the basin and watched.

"Dry the water in the pot for you." She found dry soil and some rags, sucked up the excess water in the pot little by little, and kept skimming off the accumulated water around the bottom of the pot.

After doing this, I climbed up again to check the situation, "Is it better?"

"Well...it's much better." Chunlan's eyes trembled, but she didn't dare to look at her.From the corner of the eye, she caught some muddy water on her face, and wanted to wipe it off with her hand, but she didn't move for a long time. She lowered her head and twisted her skirt, and asked softly, "You...are you a narcissus?"

Little Narcissus was still panting, and replied casually: "It should be."

"I'm Chunlan. According to the owner, it should belong to Song Mei."

"Chunlan?"

"Ah."

"Hey, they're all in the basin." An untimely voice interrupted their conversation, and they didn't need to turn their heads to know who it was, "When did you two get along so well?"

Chunlan didn't like this tone of voice, "Little Narcissus just helped me."

"Really? But don't forget, there is a difference between high and low." Peony bit the last few words seriously, her eyes flicked between the two of them meaningfully, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and laughed mockingly, "Looks like me It's like a leek, and it's poisonous. You'd better not get too close to her, or your status will be lowered."

"You!" Chunlan frowned and wanted to reprimand, but she never said harsh words, and her soft voice did not intimidate her at all: "Don't say that!"

"laugh."

"I have to go back." Little Narcissus said to her.

She turned her head and saw that the little Narcissus had climbed out of the basin, and she was a little anxious: "Are you leaving now?"

"If you don't leave, why don't you stay here overnight?" Peony interjected, shaking her handkerchief.

Chunlan frowned and lay down beside the basin, her long black hair slid down her shoulders and fell to her plain white collar.He hesitated to speak.

The man who landed on the ground raised his head and smiled at her: "I'm not unhappy, but I can't leave the flower body for too long."

"Oh..." Chunlan felt relieved a little, but suddenly felt a little complicated. She wanted to ask if the other party would come again, but she couldn't open her mouth in the end. She could only watch the little figure walk back to the piece of land that belonged to her. corner.

The wind blew by, and it disappeared, leaving only the slender flowers and leaves swaying in the moonlight.Two pink buds are dotted among them, and they should bloom brilliantly tomorrow.

The author has something to say:

Probably three or four more chapters~