"… "
Lin Mu was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the nursing home, and his voice softened: "How old is the old lady?"
"Ninety-three." Da Hei bit the apple and walked back slowly with Lin Mu.
Lin Mu tilted his head to look at Da Hei, who was nibbling at the apple, looking down at the road, his expression seemed to be very plain.
He probably accepted this reality early in the morning.
Lin Mu pondered and said, "It's really old."
"Yeah." Da Hei nodded, "Children become talents and careers, peaches and plums are all over the world, and this life can be considered happy and rich..."
Da Hei said and lost his voice, Lin Mu turned his head to look, and saw that his face was full of loneliness and despair.
"It's fine," Lin Mu said, not knowing how to comfort him, so he had to repeat, "It's fine, for a human being."
"Yeah, of course I know." Da Hei muttered, thinking of Lin Mu who was a half-demon next to him, and the blank on his data sheet, realizing that he might have caused Lin Mu's scar, he couldn't help but feel at a loss, "I …”
Lin Mu bit the apple and looked at him: "Huh?"
Da Hei was about to say something, but suddenly he smelled the scent of silk.
- A clear and pure aroma of grass and trees, slightly sweet, with a few traces of looming demonic aura.
It came from the woods.
The dog demon with a keen sense of smell was in a trance for a moment, and he didn't even step on his feet firmly, and stumbled and fell.
Lin Mu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support his suddenly wandering colleague: "What's wrong?"
Da Hei shook his head, and laughed stupidly twice, with a little doubt: "What is it?"
Lin Mu saw that he seemed to be fine, so he slowly let go of his hand, and didn't mention the sad topic before, chatting with Da Hei one after another, and walked back to the office.
Lin Mu put the things on the table closest to the door, took the tools and started to pry up the fixing pieces on the door frame.
The first thing Da Hei did when he returned to the office was to take off his clothes, put on a loose long coat, and sat cross-legged on the chair watching Lin Mu bang bang bang bang on the door that had been broken for an unknown period of time.
Lin Mu fixed the door frame, and when he turned around, he saw Da Hei sitting there unsightly, frowning slightly, shaking his head from time to time.
"uncomfortable?"
"...No." Da Hei frowned, "I always feel like I forgot something just now."
"Just now?" Lin Mu recalled, "When you almost fell?"
"Yeah." Da Hei pondered for a long time, but couldn't remember what he had forgotten, so he simply waved his hand and rolled up his sleeves, "Forget it, the things that will be forgotten are definitely not important, let's do something important!"
Lin Mu nodded, lifted the door from the ground, and when he pried off the old lock cylinder, when he looked up, he saw Da Hei holding his orchid fingers up, as if he was twisting something, and carefully and reverently put it into a small slap the size of a palm. in a flowerpot.
Then Huo Ran got up, stood in front of the desk and jumped up and down.
Lin Mu: "… "
What are you doing! !
Lin Mu's face was blank: "...what are you doing?"
Da Hei made a silent gesture at him and said solemnly, "I'm giving birth to that seed."
Lin Mu: "… "
What are you doing! !
what's up! !
Do you monsters plant a potted plant and still dance to the gods!
Lin Mu was shocked.
Da Hei danced for a while, then looked at the motionless potted plant, stopped slowly, and sighed, "I still can't grow it."
"What can't be planted?" Lin Mu took out the newly bought lock cylinder and fastened it on the door. He clicked the lock button, fixed the lock, and asked, "What kind of potted plant is it?"
"This flower is called Chaomu, and it originally grew by the Nai River." Da Hei looked at the small flower pot on the table and slumped into the chair. "Naihe, you know, the one called Wangchuan."
This forest tree knows that it is always mentioned in myths and legends, a river in the underworld.
The river is full of lonely ghosts who have suffered. There is a Naihe Bridge on the river. When crossing the bridge, you have to drink Meng Po soup.
After all, it is a level that ordinary people can't reach.
"Would you like to try it? We don't choose the growth environment, but choose the person who planted it." Da Hei turned to look at Lin Mu, "I asked the old turtle to help me find someone who can plant it for a long time. I can't find it now."
Lin Mu remembered what Da Hei said when he first entered the door, nodded and asked, "Who is the old turtle?"
"Our colleague, I'm absent from work today." Da Hei opened the drawer, took out a small bag of seeds from it, and carefully separated one out.
The seed was pitch-black, small and shriveled, it looked like a small black flying insect that was flattened, and it was light and textureless in the palm of the hand, like black ashes after being burned.
"Just put it in the flowerpot." After Da Hei finished speaking, he stopped Lin Mu from putting it in the flowerpot. "You can put it back when I'm far away. If you can plant it, you will be my father from now on!"
Lin Mu looked at Da Hei, who turned back into a big wolf dog after saying this, and rushed out and disappeared in an instant, Mu opened his mouth blankly: "..."
He silently looked at the black spot in the palm of his hand, hesitating for two seconds between "possibly owning a dog" and "helping a colleague save the dog", he still put the black spot in the palm into the flower pot.
The seed swayed and fell into the flowerpot, sliding down from the gap in the fluffy soil.
After a few seconds, Lin Mu saw a small group of dark green twigs and leaves broke through the soil layer, stretched the branches at a speed visible to the naked eye, pulled out a little tender white flower buds, and slowly swelled into a small bud. buds, and then stopped growing.
It looks thin and delicate, and it looks extremely light, and even the slight breathing of Lin Mu when he looks closely makes it sway and tremble.
Lin Mu looked at this flower that did not belong to this world, and tentatively reached out his hand to touch it, but the big black dog over there bumped in, glanced at the flower on the table, and shouted hoarsely: " Daddy!!! Leave flowers in my hands!!!”
Lin Mu shuddered in fright, shrank his hands, turned his head to look at the big wolf dog rushing over with four legs, and after realizing what he had called before, he couldn't help but choked: "I don't have your son."
"I recognize you as a father and it's over!"
After speaking, Da Hei stood up straight, his front paws resting on the edge of the desk, and carefully looked at the flower for a while, his tail wagging like a small fan.
"It's grown." He murmured, as if in disbelief, "It's really grown!"
"Yes, it really grew." Lin Mu couldn't help but smiled when he saw Da Hei's silly look.
"Hey... It's really grown." Da Hei circled around Lin Mu's stool for several times, and looked at Lin Mu regularly, hesitating to say something, and then he wanted to say something, and then he wanted to say something.
Lin Mu glanced at the tail that was swiping anxiously behind his buttocks: "Is there anything else?"
Da Hei wagged his tail awkwardly: "Yes... it's something."
"What's up?"
Lin Mu does not reject helping others.
Between people, it's always right to show kindness at first, and it's not too late to take revenge if you meet a coward or a greedy one.
Da Hei took out the leash from the cabinet next to him: "Can you take me to that nursing home? Bring that pot of flowers."
Lin Mu was startled, reached out and took the leash, and said, "Can't you go by yourself?"
"Dogs that are not tied to a leash in the city will be killed, especially in places like nursing homes, kindergartens and schools." Da Hei cooperated and put on the leash, "The old turtle never wanted to accompany me."
Lin Mu stopped in his hand: "Why?"
"Because most monsters don't want to have contact with humans." Da Hei said, "The number of half-demon is actually very small, because the life span of humans is too short, which is unfair to monsters. Don't humans have a saying that they are suffering? Always the one who stays..."
"..." Lin Mu was dumbfounded for two seconds, then nodded, "That's the truth."
Da Hei suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing again.
He turned his head and glanced at Lin Mu who was silently buttoning the last back button on him, and did not speak in embarrassment.
Lin Mu followed Da Hei back to the outside of the nursing home.
The old lady was still sitting there hiding, with a peaceful and serene expression. She was looking at a computer on the table next to her. In the picture, her daughter's family was on a video call with her.
Lin Mu held the flower pot and Da Hei, looking at the old lady through the iron fence.
Da Hei squatted at Lin Mu's feet, watching the old lady touch the old pet suit with a slap in her hand, chatting with her daughter with a smile on her face, but there was no one around her.
He looked at it for a long time, raised his head and whimpered softly.
The old lady seemed to have sensed the movement. She followed the sound and glanced at the young man outside the courtyard wall, the flower pot he was holding in his arms, and the big black wolf dog in his hand.
The sun was so hot that it was almost impossible to open your eyes.
The old man was in a trance for a moment, and when he looked there again, there were no young people and black wolfdogs. There was only a solitary flower bud outside the courtyard wall, in a small flower pot the size of a palm, under the scorching sun. Swaying quietly.
The old lady stared at the flower pot for a while, and burst into tears when her daughter's family called out.
"Son, come back and see Mom for the last time."
The old lady tightened the fabric in her hand and sighed, "Da Hei has come to pick me up."