Chapter 1471 Another Little Flower Basket
The girl was sitting in the passenger seat of the car, her head lowered, and her hair hanging down her cheeks blocked the expression on her face.
The car started to move slowly.
The grave ghost thought, will the girl still call it the next time we meet?
It looked stunned.
The girl raised her head and looked out the window.
The sudden movement caught the Tomb Ghost off guard.
Its heart skipped a beat.
Immediately after seeing the girl's disappointed look, it felt a little funny about its own nervousness.
How could a little human girl see it from such a long distance?
It watched the car drive away.
The girl stuck her head out for a moment and looked into the air.
But soon, the girl retracted her head.
It vaguely heard a few familiar voices.
Fool.
Did you get scolded?
It couldn't help but curl its lips.
Even if it is a monster, it knows that what the girl did by sticking her head out just now is very dangerous.
……
The grave ghost returned to the cemetery.
The girl's mother's grave.
It took out a small flower basket from behind the tombstone.
This is where it was hidden on purpose.
Put it in the front, is it a little worried that it will be taken away by others?
Moreover, there is already a small flower basket in front.
This is obviously a small flower basket given to it by a girl.
If it also placed this small flower basket in front of the tombstone, wouldn't people who saw it think that both small flower baskets belonged to the owner of the tombstone?
That's not the case.
The tomb ghost thought a little awkwardly.
This little flower basket belongs to him.
It does not belong to the owner of the tomb.
……
After playing with the little flower basket for a while, the tomb ghost put the little flower basket back behind the tombstone.
When he was about to leave, after hesitating for a while, he squatted in front of the small flower basket again.
The flowers in the small flower basket are very beautiful.
There is no sign of yellowing or wilting.
The tomb ghost was a little surprised.
Is this dried flower?
Although not as vivid and lively as flowers.
However, this lasting beauty also makes it feel happy.
It has picked beautiful flowers before.
It was obviously such a beautiful flower when I first saw it, but not long after picking it off, the beautiful flower began to look ugly.
The petals begin to curl up.
There are also disharmonious variegations in the pure white color.
Not just white flowers, but flowers of other colors as well.
The beauty of plucked flowers is short-lived.
Later it stopped picking flowers.
Unless you see something you particularly like.
……
Another spring, the girl and her family came again.
This time, the tomb ghost did not float to the girl's side, but just sat on the tombstone and looked at the girl.
After finishing the incense, the girl looked up and looked at it with its crescent-shaped eyes.
The mouth was slightly open and silent, but the tomb ghost knew that the girl was calling - Ah Piao.
It also laughed.
……
Even though they didn't say a word, the Tomb Ghost was in a good mood.
This made him look forward to the next meeting.
It was obvious that he was still hesitant before appearing in front of the girl.
As a result, it came to this cemetery again.
……
This time, the tomb ghost followed the girl again.
Followed the girl all the way down the mountain.
But the girl still didn't notice its "following".
I always feel a little embarrassed.
……
The cold winter is gradually going away.
In the past few days, the spring rain has been pouring, and the air is filled with the fragrance of vegetation and the slightly fishy smell of earth.
The grave ghost sat on a tree next to the tombstone.
The intertwined branches and leaves block the falling rain. Occasionally, "fish that slips through the net" will fall on it.
It was cool, which made it feel a little comfortable.
There was a faint noise at the foot of the mountain.
It knew that it was time to visit graves again.
Then the girl is coming too.
Realizing the faint expectation in his heart, the tomb ghost's expression froze.
It's just. After all, the girl gave it a gift and the other party was so thoughtful, so it wouldn't be too cold, right?
It is rare to meet a human being who can see it and is not afraid of it.
This human also gave it a gift, and if it was a little more enthusiastic, it would reciprocate.
Many thoughts went through Tomb Ghost's mind instantly.
Then, it felt that its mood was at ease.
That's right.
That human should be lucky that she was the first human to give it a gift, otherwise, it wouldn't come to this cemetery to wait for her at this time of year.
But, is it too positive?
Or wait until the girl calls it and show up again?
no.
The grave ghost shook his head.
After the last time, the girl probably won't call it out loud.
At that time, it will be bullied by those humans who cannot see it.
Ah, really.
The tomb ghost was a little angry.
Even if those humans can't see it themselves, how do they know that others can't see it?
It can't wait to appear under their noses and let those righteous humans know what is true.
Not visible doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
However, if you can't see it, then even if it exists, it has no meaning, right?
Tomb Ghost felt that he had overused his brain.
It shook its head.
Why do you think about these things?
Available-
The Tomb Ghost forgot what he said next.
It looked up.
A group of humans walked towards it.
Then, it met a pair of big dark eyes that blinked at it.
There was an obvious smile and a touch of cunning in his eyes.
It also laughed.
Girl, here we are.
The girl will visit the grave every year with her family.
The tomb ghost and the girl just looked at each other and smiled every time.
The tomb ghost watched the girl sweep the grave quietly.
There is one more small flower basket in front of the tombstone.
The girl also made a small flower basket for him.
There are still gypsophila dried flowers inside.
Because of her mother, the girl’s favorite thing is the gypsophila.
Gypsophila of various colors.
The little flower basket this time was a bit more exquisite than the one I gave him the first time.
Clearly, the girl's skills are improving.
Meeting once a year, there is no more communication between one person and one demon.
However, the tacit understanding between them is slowly growing.
Over the years, they have become as close as old friends.
They don't need too many words, often they can understand each other's thoughts with just one look and one movement.
The grave ghost thought that days like this would continue forever.
Until the girl leaves forever.
However, it was wrong.
It's the grave-sweeping time of the year again, and it sits on the tombstone.
The patter of rain swayed in the wind.
The green flames above its head surged and undulated, completely unaffected by the rain.
It looked up at the sky.
The sky is a little dark.
There is a faint light shining through the thick clouds.
It knows.
When the rain stops, the sun will come out.
The tomb ghost hummed a tune similar to a song.
It was a tune it had learned from the birds that were always frightened by the noise it made.
Because I have listened too much.
After all, the sight of a large number of birds rushing to fly into the sky is quite shocking.
It finds it interesting, so it always scares the birds intentionally or unintentionally.
For a while it was so noisy that all the birds in the nearby mountains and forests hid.
Or left.
Grave Ghost, who discovered this belatedly, finally restrained some of his bad taste.
(End of chapter)