[Natsume] When the sun shines

Gardenia is a gardenia tree.

This year, none of the gardenias in the school bloomed.

"I, my name is Gu Huazi..."

The flower elf sat on Natsume's shoulder and introduced herself shyly.

Weeds... what a strange name.

I followed beside, and my mind began to fly wildly, the sunlight was blocked by the branches and leaves of unknown plants, and the fine light scattered a few beautiful rays of light, reflecting on my face, there was a kind of comfortable warmth.

"Yes..." The young man next to him heard the name but thought for a while hesitantly, "Yes, foxtail?"

"Well, yes!" The flower elf became inexplicably excited, "Master Natsume is really amazing, so you can guess that I am the flower elf of foxtail grass!"

Setaria...

My head couldn't turn around for a while.

Are foxtails also...flowers?

Flowers are the most beautiful scenery in this world.

Generally speaking, don't flowers have beautiful and delicate petals, soft and fragrant pollen, etc... Is it the general name of plants?

The red sneakers stepped on the ground and crushed a sycamore leaf that had just fallen from the tree, "Didn't the dogtail grass disappear in this season?"

Gu Xiezi didn't seem to be as afraid of me as before, "Flowers will wither, but flower spirits may not necessarily disappear."

"Oh."

I carelessly kicked away a pebble on the ground. In this autumn when everything is withered, even if the sun is gentle and beautiful, it is difficult for me to find a kind of pure emotion. It is a bleak season, and the plants are sleeping quietly, with a kind of silent deepness.

"arrive."

Gardenia is a flower elf, and the birth of a flower elf must have flowers.

Playing truant and sneaking out of school is actually a very excessive thing.

Xiao Hei in the schoolbag seemed to be asleep, lazily making no sound.

Passing through the large wheat fields, the wind blows slowly, and the wheat with full ears is bent over one by one, harvested in autumn and stored in winter. This year's farmers will definitely have a very big harvest.

The touch of life may be at a certain moment, just like the gardenia tree in front of me when I saw it.

The small shrub shrank back aggrievedly beside an old tree. The leaves were already withered and yellow, carrying withered sadness.

The ground under my feet was cold and hard, and the gardenia tree was trying hard to take root, but it was still precarious.

"Gardenia..."

Gu Xiezi's voice contained a bit of sadness, faintly, but it made people want to cry.

I suddenly saw a foxtail growing on the other side of the old tree.The thin body is fragile and tenacious, precarious, but there is a kind of tenacity that wants to protect something, and never falls down.

"Is it going to wither?"

The young man squatted down| came over and carefully observed the dying gardenia tree, "Why?"

"Flower elves rarely die." I also squatted down, "I heard from Qi Ming that the race of flower elves, as long as there is one flower of their own body left in this world, they will survive tenaciously. It is the weakest and strongest race in the entire monster world."

"Yes, that's right." Gu Huazi replied with a choked voice.

Seeing an old friend who is about to die, maybe an old friend who has been with me for a long time, the feeling is something that an outsider like me cannot understand. Monsters have always been a community that regards emotions as their lives. This kind of deep sadness is unforgettable.

Want to ask "why", but suddenly find it difficult to speak.

When did you become such a good person.

Obviously I am a very bad person.

But sometimes, it is undeniable that I am always more honest with the tears of monsters than with human beings.

"But, Gardenia, it's cursed..."

Gu Xiezi’s voice was very sad, “Gardenia ran away from the monster kingdom. It has dreamed of coming to the human world one day to see the beautiful flowers in the human world since it was a child. It secretly made a wish to the black elf, and then ran away. out..."

"How can an evil elf like the black elf be so cheap..." Gu Xiezi gritted her teeth, with unspeakable sadness and sorrow in her transparent eyes, "the black elf gave her a very simple The mantra, if Gardenia is emotionally moved in the human world, whether it is sad or sad, happy or joyful, then Gardenia's vitality will be sucked away bit by bit, and it will become nourishment for the black elves, but knowing it clearly, Obviously know..."

"It agreed?"

As soon as the words were spoken, I realized that asking questions knowingly is a very hateful habit.

"I came to the human world for my dream, and seeing the blooming flowers of human beings, how can I not be touched?" Gu Xiezi didn't shed tears anymore, but those transparent eyes showed a kind of love that was worse than tears. It needs to be a heart-wrenching emotion, "It has traveled to every corner of this country, with a kind of touch and joy, it has fallen in love with human beings, a race full of darkness and intrigue, in fact, I don't understand at all, why human beings It can take away its firm heart so easily, and the bright yellow winter jasmine and the beautiful falling cherry blossoms can't make her stay for it anymore. If it's just ordinary joy, its life will not be as long as it is now. So drifting."

"Well, let me guess the cheesy story..." I touched my lips, "It fell in love with a human?"

A life as soft as petals will always contain poetic and elegant feelings.

Gu Xiezi did not speak, as if acquiescing, a sycamore leaf quietly fell, piercing the broken light of the sun in the air, and finally falling with shadows, turning into a dark land that no one knows, waiting for the long silence of the years guardian.

What kind of emotion can be more fiery and impulsive than love?

That kind of intense emotion burned the life of Gardenia, a gentle elf, into a dim gray smoke, so embarrassing.

Gu Xiezi didn't speak, but already acquiesced.

"Let's remove the gardenia."

Natsume suggested that the fine sunlight sprinkled gentle streamers on his cat-like eyes, "In this place, it is difficult for people to really feel at ease."

It's really hard to be reassured.

I nodded in agreement.

"Then where should I transplant it?" Natsume seemed to be thinking about which corner of his house he could plant a tree that could bloom beautiful gardenias.

The sky is blue like a clear crystal. For the first time, I thought, perhaps, it would be a very romantic thing to fall in love with someone while waiting for a flower to bloom.

"Plant my family." I whispered, thinking of the gentle woman at home, I think she will like it. "Suddenly, I like flowers a little bit."

If the small courtyard is full of gardenias, thinking of the beautiful scene where the sun dyes the gardenias in gold, there will be a warm feeling inexplicably.

"it is good."

Natsume smiled, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, "Then Xiaomu must take good care of it, flowers are very delicate things. Without gentle care, they will wither."

It's wilting, can you get it to bloom next season?

Gu Huazi looked at me with vigilant eyes, as if he didn't trust me very much.

I glared at it, "It will definitely bloom, just wait!"

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When I stepped on my muddy red sneakers, carried a dirty purple sand flower pot, and went home with my schoolbag, it was already very late.

Casual clothes were also covered with a bit of plaster. Gardenias are shrubs, and it is not easy to transplant them into pots. Although the poor little flower is very emaciated due to the loss of vitality, it can still be planted. Inverting the flower pot is also really a technical job.

"Go home."

As soon as the dirty sneakers stepped into the house, the woman's gentle voice rang out as expected, and a faint fragrance wafted from the kitchen, which was the smell of food.

I could smell sweetbreads, though her cooking was terrible.

When I wanted to put the plants in my hand outside the yard, I looked at the weather. The drowsy weather was a bit dull, as if it was going to rain.

The flowers in her hand must not be able to adapt to the wind and rain with the current situation. Maybe if she is outside today, she will not be able to see the sun tomorrow... But with this weather condition, there will definitely be no sun tomorrow , I can't see either.

This is an inexplicable intuition.

"It will rain."

Xiao Hei's voice came from the schoolbag, muffled, very lazy, "maybe one day, maybe two days."

It's been raining for two days.

I looked at the flowerpot in my hand with some embarrassment. The thin gardenia tree stretched out slender branches. The green leaves had yellowed edges, a kind of dying old man's dying.

Without the warmth of the sun, without the nutrients of the earth, only the worthless soil in this small purple sand flowerpot, can it really survive two days of time, whether it is long or short?

I have never grown flowers, and I have never had that kind of leisurely mood, but today I have an inexplicable heartbeat.

Flowers are the most beautiful scenery in this world.

My flower must be the most unique in the world, because it has a flower elf with dreams and love.

Maybe every plant has an elf in its heart.

I bent my eyes, walked into the house, carefully carried the flower pot up the stairs, opened my room, the smell in the house was warm and familiar, opened the window, and I put the flower pot on the desk in front of the window , slightly dull air came through the window, a faint, moist, rainy breath.

"Mu Mu, why don't you come down to eat? Hey... this footprint, where did you go, Mu Mu? Why are your feet so dirty? Did you change your clothes?"

No, not yet.

I took a deep breath of the humid air, looked at the shrunken plants in the purple sand pot, and slightly bent my eyes.

You see, it's not impossible.

I changed into clean slippers and clothes. The pink long home clothes were thin and soft, and I changed into slacks. I didn’t bother to wear anything else. The clothes were so long that they could be worn as a skirt.

"I want sweetbreads," I heard me say, "and shredded potatoes, which you made."

Even though the sky without the sun has been covered by dark clouds of lead black, but you see, in the western sky, the large fire clouds without the setting sun are still so beautiful.

The author has something to say: ...Did I ever say that the heroine is actually a Mary Su...=口=

☆, Blossom X Flower God