Those who work in the coffin shop

Every day when Lin Fan returns home, he takes a long detour to the beach and fills it with seawater in a small cup.

The weather in those few days was not very good. The weather forecast said that there would be a week of heavy rainfall. Every time he came back, he was drenched. Jiang Haiyan would say something to him, but Lin Fan was never an obedient person. Shaking his head, he followed him.

As soon as Lin Fan got home, he locked himself in the room. He poured out the seawater in the cup and put it into a small bowl, then found the little man, and after a struggle, threw him into the bowl.

The little man is shy and always refuses to take off his clothes to soak, so every time he swims in the bowl with his clothes on, he is too small, the bowl is like a huge swimming pool to him, Lin Fan I have to watch from the side, for fear that if I am not careful, the little man will be drowned.

Fortunately, he is a dragon, and he can swim freely in the water. The little trouble is that every time he comes out, Lin Fan has to make him a new suit, because the little man who has absorbed the essence of the sea is showing his body with the naked eye. The speed is gradually increasing.

"The current sea water is not as pure as it used to be. The sea in the past was not polluted at all. If it was before, I might have recovered my real body long ago."

The little man was soaking in the bowl, holding a piece of chocolate in his hand, eating and disgusting at the same time.

Of course Lin Fan was upset when he heard this, he poked him, the little man was startled, the chocolate in his hand almost fell into the water, he hugged it tightly, and stared at Lin Fan with gritted teeth.

"Your uncle, you know how difficult it is for Dad to decorate you with sea water. The tide is high recently, and you are really not afraid that the waves will be swept away by me. Who will take care of you then?"

"...I don't need you to support me."

"Okay, give me the chocolate."

"……I do not."

Lin Fan smiled: "If you don't give it, just call Dad to listen."

"..." The little man looked at him unbearably, his delicate face was tense, and his thin lips whispered two words: "...Delusion."

After a few days, Lin Fan looked at the little man again and felt that he had grown up a bit: "It's time for me to make clothes for you again, boy, you eat mine and use mine, but you still refuse to tell me you name?"

The little man disliked it: "Mere human beings don't deserve to know my name."

"You are really heartless, you tell me your name and you will not lose a piece of meat, maybe Dad will be happy to hear that, and he can feed you an extra piece of chocolate."

"……Do not care."

The little man didn't bend his waist for a piece of chocolate, he waved his sleeves with a righteous face, this appearance made Lin Fan laugh, still couldn't hold back, he went to find old clothes and cut them according to him.

Lin Fan never imagined that a person like him would work as a tailor one day.

He didn't cut well at the beginning, but now the little man is changing every day, and his skills are gradually improving, and now he is handy. The longer the little man grows up, the more clearly his beautiful face can be seen. , Lin Fan thought that those coarse cloths were not suitable for him, so he used some of his slightly more expensive clothes to cut. He thought that the materials should be higher-grade, and the little people would be more comfortable to wear, and with his appearance, Once the texture of the clothes improves, the appearance will look even more amazing. Lin Fan is like a father who is looking forward to his son growing up, pouring all his patience and energy into it stitch by stitch.

When he was cutting clothes, the little man was by his side. Sometimes when Lin Fan was tired, he put down his needlework and rubbed his eyes, or teased him, and stroked his snow-white and soft long hair. The strength is too great, once touched, the little man's face is forced to lift up, facing him straight.

"Aren't you tired of making clothes for me every day and filling them with sea water?"

After staring at him for a long time, the little man finally spoke sullenly.

Hearing this, Lin Fan laughed: "Why, do you know that you love Dad?"

"..."

The little man was speechless, ignored him, stood up, clenched his fists, and suddenly walked forward with a look of bitterness and hatred.

"Hey, where are you going?" Lin Fan shouted hastily, he is so small, don't run away, if a gust of wind blows in from outside the window, he will probably be gone, if he falls into the mouth of some big bird, the only dragon in the world will kill him So extinct.

"...I'll get the scissors for you." The little man spoke very reluctantly without looking back.

"Huh?" Lin Fan was stunned for a while, and then smiled like an old father: "So considerate?"

The little man gave him a cold look: "I don't want to owe you favors."

Lin Fan rested his chin: "Okay, but this favor is too heavy, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it..."

"What can't be hugged, you can't hug..."

The little man was speaking stubbornly, but suddenly he stood beside the giant in front of him.

Little man: "..."

Are scissors so big?

Well, he really can't hold it...

Lin Fan almost collapsed from laughter.

Has this little dragon not adapted to the world in his eyes?

In the end, Lin Fan took the scissors, carefully cut the soft clothes into pieces, and sewed them carefully with needle and thread.

As a reward for "holding" the scissors to the little man, he gave him another piece of chocolate to eat, this time with a filling, which was sweeter than before, and the little man ate it with relish.

Lin Fan cut it, the little man ate it, the lights were on in the room, and everything was harmonious.

However, although the little man eats seriously, there is a sense of loss all over his body.

Lin Fan knew it in his heart, so he didn't say much, just touched his head, and when the little man looked up at him, he said, "Can you help me get a needle?"

The bottom of the silver eyes finally had a faint light, but it was quickly replaced by indifference, "Yes." The little man replied stiffly, put down the chocolate, and quickly ran over in the direction Lin Fan pointed.

After a while, the man came back, holding a needle in both hands, and handed it to Lin Fan.

"Thank you." Lin Fan took the needle and touched his head as a compliment.

When he touched the dragon horn, he was avoided by the villain with a look of disgust.

"Can you do me another favor?"

"You said."

"Take a bundle of black wire."

"...Okay." The little man turned around and ran away again.

Soon, he came back with a piece of thread in his hand, and handed it to Lin Fan.

"This is?" Lin Fan was puzzled.

That one black line is in the little man's hand, winding all the way to the table.

The little man looked away, and said awkwardly, "A bundle...can't be hugged."

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, but finally couldn't help it anymore, "Hahaha..." He laughed so much that he lay down on the table, very happy.

"Shua!" With a sound, the little man drew out his sword and pointed it at Lin Fan, with the words on his face, "If you laugh again, I'll kill you!"

But Lin Fan couldn't stop, the angrier the little man was, the more fun he felt, the way he couldn't stop laughing made the little man blush, from a distance, he was actually the same color as a tomato, bright red, very cute up.