Chapter 3: [overhaul]

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This chapter has been overhauled and it is recommended to review it. =3= Chapter 3
"..."
Lin Shu blinked for a moment, looked back at the nursing home, and the voice was light: "Is the old lady too old?"
"Ninety-three." Big black bite the apple, and walk back slowly with the forest.
Lin Mu looked at the big black, the other side rubbed and rubbed the apple, looked down at the road, looks very flat.
It is probably accepted early in the morning.
Lin Mu said with discretion: "It is indeed old."
"Yeah." The nodded. "The children have a successful career, and the peaches and plums are all over the world. This life is also joyful and rich..."
Dahei said that there was no sound, and the forest turned around and saw that his face was full of flaws and embarrassment.
"That's good," Lin said. He didn't know how to comfort him. He had to repeat it again. "It's good, for a human."
"Yeah, of course I know." The muttered, thinking of the forest that was half demon next to him, and thought of the blank on his data sheet, realizing that he might have picked up the scars of the forest, could not help but feel a little helpless, "I ......"
Lin wood bite the apple and looked at him: "Well?"
Dahei just wanted to say something, but suddenly smelled the silky aroma.
A pure and pure aroma of grass and wood, slightly sweet, with a few looming demon.
Floating from the forest.
The smelly and intimate dog demon looks like a moment of embarrassment, and even under the foot did not step on it, slamming and falling.
A glimpse of the forest, hurriedly reached out and helped the colleague who suddenly swam: "What happened?"
Big black shook his head, stupid, and smiled twice, with some doubts: "What?"
Lin Mu saw that he did not seem to have a problem, slowly let go of his hand, and did not mention the previously sad topic, a chat with the big black, and walked back to the office.
The wood put things on the table closest to the door, and with the tools, they began to pick up the fixed pieces on the door frame.
The first thing that Dahei returned to the office was to get rid of his clothes and put on a loose long coat. He sat cross-legged on the chair and looked at the gongs and drums of the forest. The fan didn't know how long the door was.
The forest fixed the door frame, and when I turned back, I saw that Dahe was sitting there, and the brow was slightly wrinkled, shaking his head from time to time.

Not comfortable?

"...no." The brow wrinkled. "I always feel like I just forgot something."

Just?
Linmu recalled.
When I almost fell?

"Yeah." After a long dark meditation, I couldn't think of what I had forgotten. I simply put my hand and a sleeve. "Forget it, it will definitely not matter if you forget it, or do something important!"
Lin Mu nodded, lifted the door from the ground, and when he smashed the old lock core, he looked up and saw that the was tilting the orchid finger, as if he was holding something, carefully and devoutly put it into a small palm. In the pot.
Then Huo Ran got up and stood at the desk and jumped out of the big god.
forest:"……"
What are you doing! !
The forest is full of faces: "...What are you doing?"
Da Hechong made a squeaking gesture and said with a serious face: "I am giving birth to that seed."
forest:"……"
What are you doing! !
what's up! !
Do you have to plant a potted plant to dance the gods!
The forest is full of shock.
The hula jumped for a while, then looked at the unmoving potted plant, slowly stopped the action, and sighed: "I still can't grow it."
"What kind of can't come out?" Lin Mu took out the newly bought lock cylinder and buckled it on the door. "咔哒", he locked the lock and fixed the lock. He asked, "What potted plant?"
"This flower is called Hajj. It was originally on the edge of the Nai River." Big black looked at the small flower pot on the table and slammed into the chair. "You know it, you can call it."
This forest knows that it is always mentioned in myths and legends, a river in the sinister house.
The river is a ghost of ghosts and ghosts. There is a bridge on the river. You must drink Mengpo soup on the bridge.
It is always the level that ordinary people cannot reach.
"Would you like to try it? This pilgrimage does not pick the growing environment, so pick the people who plant it." Big black turned to look at the forest, "I asked the old turtle to help me find someone who can grow, he went I haven't found it now."
When Lin Mu remembered the words of Dahei when he entered the door, he nodded and asked: "Who is the old turtle?"
"Our colleagues, we have finished work today." Dahei finished pulling the drawer, took out a small bag of seeds from the inside, and carefully separated one.
The seed was black and lacquered, small and dry, and it looked like a black worm that was flattened, and it was light and airy in the palm of your hand, like a black ash after burning.
"Just put it in the pot." After the finished, it prevented the movement of the trees to be put into the pot. "When I go far, you put it again, you have to plant it. You are my sister!"
When Lin Mu looked at the words, he changed back to the big wolf dog. When he rushed out, he suddenly lost his shadow. The raft opened his mouth: "..."
He silently rubbed the black point in his hand and hesitated for two seconds between "may have a dog son" and "helping a colleague to save a dog", or put the black of the palm into the pot.
The seed swayed into the pot and slipped from the cracks in the fluffy soil.
After a few seconds, Lin Mu saw a small group of dark green leaves breaking through the soil, stretching the branches at a speed visible to the naked eye, taking out a little white flower buds, slowly drumming into a small The flower buds then stopped growing.
It looks thin and delicate, and it looks like a light and sleek look. Even the slightest breath in the woods makes it sway and tremble.
Lin Mu looked at this flower that was not alive. He tried to reach out and wanted to touch it. The dog slammed into it and glanced at the flowers on the table. He shouted screamingly:爹!!! Let's leave flowers!!!"
Lin Mu scared a shackle, his hand shrank, turned to look at the big wolf dog that rushed over with four legs, reacted to what he had called before, and could not help but stunned: "I don't have your son."
"I recognize you, this is all right!"
Big black said straight up, two front paws on the edge of the desk, carefully close to see the flowers for a while, the tail shook like a small fan.
"Grow it up." Hey, it seems a little unbelievable. "It really grows out!"
"Yes, it really grows out." Lin Mu looked at the black silly look, couldn't help but smiled.
"Oh... it’s really growing out." Dahe wandered around the bench where the forest was sitting for a few laps. During the period, Ai’s looked at the forest, and he stopped talking, and he stopped his words.
Linmu glanced at the tail of his buttocks behind his buttocks: "What else?"
The twisted and shook his tail: "Yes... it's a little something."
"what's up?"
Forest trees are not exclusive to helping others.
Between people and people, it is always right to show goodwill at first. To meet a white-eyed wolf or to be insatiable, it is not too late to avenge revenge.
Dahe pulled out the leash from the side cabinet: "Can you take me to the nursing home? Bring the pot of flowers."
A glimpse of the forest, reaching out and taking the leash, said: "You can't go anywhere?"
"The dogs that don't tie the ropes in the city are going to be killed, especially in places like the nursing home kindergarten school." Dahei fits the leash. "The old turtle has never been willing to accompany me."
The forest stopped on the hand: "Why?"
"Because monsters are not willing to contact humans." Dahei said, "The number of half demons is actually very small, because human life is too short, and it is unfair to monsters. Is humanity not saying anything, saying that it is suffering? Always a person who stays..."
"..." Lin Shu was silent for two seconds, then nodded. "It is this truth."
Big Black suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing again.
He turned his head and glanced at the silent forest that gave him the last back buckle. He didn't talk.
The forest followed the back to the door of the nursing home.
The old lady was still sitting there hiding, and she looked calm and peaceful. She was looking at a computer on the table next to her, her daughter's family, who was videotaping with her.
The woods hold the flower pots, holding the big black, looking at the old lady across the wall of the iron fence.
The cockroach sat at the foot of the forest, watching the old lady feel the old pet dress without a moment, smiling and talking to her daughter, she was empty.
He looked at him for a long while and sighed softly as he leaned his head.
The old lady seemed to notice the movement. She looked through the sound and looked at the young man outside the courtyard wall, the flower pot he was holding in his arms, and the black big wolf dog in his hand.
The sun is very strong, and the sun is barely open.
When the old man took a moment and looked at it again, there were still young people and black big wolf dogs. There was only one solitary flower bone outside the courtyard wall. In the small palm-sized flower pot, under the scorching sun. Quietly swaying.
The old lady looked at the flower pot for a while, and in the call of her daughter's family, she shed tears.
"Child, come back to see the last side of Mom."
The old lady clenched the fabric in her hand and sighed and said: "The is picking me up."