He felt like he was suffering from lovesickness.
Every day I wake up, I think of the cold face of the black-clothed girl and her faint call.
who is she? What is your name? Does she like me? Don't you think it's disgusting that frogs are slippery? Will she come back? Will you come to see me? If she does come back... he'll do everything in his power to keep up with her.
In order to keep up with the girl's pace, no matter how disgusting the insects were, he still tried his best to swallow it.
He has grown a bit, but he is very dazzling every day, and he lives very absent-mindedly. Every day, he looks at the direction where the girl is leaving, hoping that the girl will appear from there again. But he waited for two full moons, and the girl didn't show up again... Although he still looked in the same direction, he didn't dare to hold on to hope anymore.
The weather is getting cooler and the leaves are getting more and more.
He knew that autumn was coming, and it was time for him to find a place to spend the winter, instead of continuing to guard this silk scarf and this stone.
There was mud in the pond, and when he went down to paddled, he would pick up the mud, and then accidentally soil the silk scarf. Every time he gets dirty, he feels very guilty and has low self-esteem. He can't even do such a trivial thing as protecting a silk scarf, and then he goes through untold hardships to take the silk scarf to a clean stream for washing. After cleaning and drying, he brought the silk scarf back to the original stone and continued to sleep on the silk scarf. , to be able to sleep without a dream until dawn.
At first, he could smell the girl's very faint smell from the silk scarf, but after washing it a few times, there was only his disgusting smell that belonged to frogs and mud. But even so, he was not willing to let go; he looked exactly the same as the other frogs and couldn't tell them apart at all, but only his frog had a silk scarf, so he was the one that stood out... It is possible to recognize him.
That is also if the girl comes back.
He was about to wait until the third full moon.
He looked at the quack of the moon and felt that his heart was broken.
But this time, a shadow covered the moon.
"You still here?"
He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and his eyes were full of the pale girl.
I'm here. quack.
I'm waiting for you. quack.
The girl looked at him thoughtfully, and pulled out the silk scarf he was pressing.
The silk scarves are clean, like they are often washed. Frog looked at her with eyes that could light up... as if she was his whole world.
"Are you... waiting for me?" Since she left, there have been several violent storms, and now that autumn is about to winter, he just stays here like this, never leaving
yes. quack.
been waiting for you. quack quack.
The girl blinked, thinking a lot in her mind.
She is very tolerant of animals with little intelligence, and is easily moved by these small animals. And the little frog's act of snuggling up to her silk like this made her feel another burst of emotion in her heart, tears fell, but there was a smile on her face.
She stretched out her hand, right in front of him, "Want to go back with me?"
The frog's eyes brightened, and it jumped directly to the palm of her hand, and the front paws even held onto her thumb.
The girl chuckled softly, and touched his head with her other hand, "Okay. I won't leave you outside in the future. If I knew you wanted to go home with me, I took you back. ...to wait so long for me, fool."
Yeah, I'm a fool. quack.
As long as I can be with you, it's okay to be a fool all my life. quack.