Standing in the herbal garden again, there are still green grass, flowers and magical light spots on the hills, but the ancient and majestic oak tree is missing. There is only a sunken hole left in the place, which is where she once existed.
Proof of this. Those yellow-brown mudstones are filled with traces of her roots crawling and spreading, but they are gradually covered by petals blown by the wind, like a tomb, burying a noble soul.
Olvera stood in front of this pit, imagining that in the past, an oak tree once grew here, with its lush branches and crowns supporting a cool shade. On the trunk that was mottled by the passage of time, all the memories of the past were left.
The rough ravines below. Birds will carry seeds when they stop, and animals will leave footprints when they pass by. In spring, you can see flowers blooming and watch the swallows return; in summer, you can bathe in the warm sunshine, and the sunshine is gentle and bright; in autumn, you can see fallen leaves covering the mountains and fields.
In winter, I began to think about whether I had seen a roaring snowstorm in a certain place at a certain moment... Shu's life was so dull, always circulating in limited memories, but she jumped out
With such a boundary, I left the land where I originally grew up and traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers in pursuit of the figure in my dream.
Then the princess finally understood why at that time, she always tirelessly told herself a story about how a tree turned into a human being.
When a tree has obsession, it becomes a person.
When she was lost in thought, she suddenly felt a soft touch on her fingertips, like a rain she had touched under the eaves in spring, or a gust of wind blowing on the hills in autumn... The same feeling was conveyed at this moment.
It was in her hands. The princess of Beimang lowered her head in confusion, only to find that there was a flower next to her. The golden disk was like the sun, and two broad leaves were stretching out, like a child stretching out her hand, to hold her hand. Not only this flower, but there were many more magical medicinal materials that the princess didn't know around. At this moment, they were all surrounding her, forming a circle. Although many of them had no eyes, Olvera felt that,
They are looking at themselves.
"This is..."
She was a little surprised, and Metien and Semi, who were following not far away, were also surprised.
"Little Sun!" Xie Mi shouted: "Why are you here?"
The golden sunflower let go of its leaves, letting go of the gentle touch in the princess' palm. Then she turned around and replied in a young and crisp girl's voice: "I am a herb in the herbal garden, why can't I appear here?" "Hmm!"
Xie Mi was speechless for a moment, and then shook his head violently after realizing it: "No, no, what I'm asking is, why didn't we see you when we came in just now? The same goes for other herbal medicines. Where did you all go?"
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"Well-"
Little Yang was about to answer when suddenly everyone heard a light and relaxing voice: "Oh, everyone has come here. Don't run around. I haven't finished today's growth yet."
The potion is finished~"
Miss Siesta, the proprietress of the Goblin's Sleep Inn, walked over with a smile on her face, holding a rabbit-shaped watering can in her hand. The three pairs of transparent butterfly wings behind her were slightly fluttering with the slow movement, and the silver and soft wings were fluttering.
Her long hair fluttered slightly in the wind, brushing against the black rosette belt around her slender waist. Her temperament was elegant and warm, which actually made Olvera startled for a moment, and she suddenly thought she saw her teacher.
The appearance is very different, but in some aspects they seem to be the same.
"This is my eldest sister. Well, you can call her Miss Siesta, or... boss lady?"
It wasn't until Xie Mi introduced her that she came back to her senses and realized that she was just hallucinating. After slightly pursed her lips, she said hello softly: "Hello, Miss Siesta."
"Hello, this beautiful guest." The landlady was still a little unfamiliar with Olvera because she was not in the lobby on the first floor before. At this time, she half-squinted her eyes and asked with a smile: "Are you Xie Mi and Metien?
A new friend? Do you mind telling me your name? I don’t know why, but I always feel..."
"You have an aura that's familiar to me~" At the end of her sentence, she tapped her lips with her slender fingers, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes. She was convinced that this was the first time she saw this guest.
"Because Olvera is a student of Mrs. Tree, eldest sister." Before the princess could think of how to answer, Xie Mi said to her sister in a matter-of-fact tone: "That's why you feel familiar."
Although no one has ever stipulated that students must be very similar to their teachers in terms of temperament or personality. But for some reason, people have unanimously recognized this, as if it is an innate truth that will not change. p>
Olvera didn't answer, which was regarded as acquiescence.
"That's it." Shesta suddenly realized: "I'm still wondering why everyone is always around Miss Olvera. It turns out that I felt the breath of Mrs. Tree from you - I was spraying them with growth just now.
Agent, suddenly ran over without saying a word, which really shocked me~"
Although she was startled, her smiling expression showed no signs of surprise. Instead, she seemed to be happy to see it happen, or... she had planned it beforehand?
"Sorry." Ovela heard that she had disturbed other people's work, and she quickly lowered her head and apologized: "I didn't expect such a thing to happen, and I'm really sorry for delaying your work..."
"It doesn't matter~ Because they are all herbs cultivated by Mrs. Tree herself, so it is normal to feel close to her and her students. In fact, I am also very happy that Mrs. Tree's students are willing to come here.
Ah, that's right~" She seemed to remember something, put down the watering can in her hand, and snapped her fingers gracefully and lightly. The void around her became distorted, and ripples like water surface appeared.
The landlady reached into the ripples and fumbled for a while. When she took it out again, she found a small, exquisite and ancient wooden box in her palm, and then handed the box to Olvera.
"Hey, do you want to give it to me?" The princess was unexpected and didn't know whether to reach out or refuse.
"It's not for you~" Shesta said with a smile: "Is this originally your thing? In other words, it was something left by Mrs. Tree before she left. She asked me to find a suitable owner. I have been
It gives me a headache, but after seeing you, I seem to know who the 'suitable master' she calls is."
As soon as she heard that it was something left by the teacher, Olvera's original thought of refusing suddenly disappeared. She reached out to take the box and put it in her palm. She saw that its mottled wooden texture had traces of many years. It was the kind of thing that had been used.
The traces left when the fingers caress and rub every tiny scratch, as if the original owner often took it out and stared at it carefully, and the skinny and aging fingertips unconsciously rubbed it, leaving such traces.
Ovela looked a little nervous suddenly, not knowing what the teacher would leave for her. She was under the warm eyes of the landlady, the encouraging eyes of Xie Mi and Meridian, and the silent eyes of Little Sun and all the magic herbs.
While staring, I slowly pushed open the lid of the wooden box, and then I saw many seeds.
"This is the seed of the violet."
Siesta's voice echoed in her ears from far to near: "Mrs. Tree said that she had wanted to plant them a long time ago, but could never find the opportunity. Now she doesn't know if they can still sprout. If someone
If you want to plant them, just give them to that person, and tell her that since you like them, no matter what, you must find a way to keep them alive, break the soil, and then... you can see how big this world is.
Beautiful."
"Miss Ovela," her crystal blue eyes reflected the princess's stunned expression, seeming to stare into the depths of her heart. She asked word by word without the previous leisurely and casual manner.
: "Do you believe that seeds from long ago can germinate and bloom?"
At this moment, the princess's mind suddenly recalled the scene from long ago: she stood in the courtyard where violets were in full bloom, and saw the petals falling from the branches like raindrops, drowning the swarms of grasshoppers under the tree.
and ants. She deeply sucked in those fatal and charming sweet breaths, feeling confused and at a loss about the familiar scene in front of her. At that time, the teacher once told her: That is your previous life.
So, will these seeds from long ago be earlier than in previous lives?
She figured something out, and a knot in her heart was quietly untied by someone who had already left her in the most gentle way in the world. So she closed the box again silently, then raised her head and looked at the landlady,
He replied in a very serious tone: "I want to plant them, and I want them to sprout and bloom."
Because, who said that seeds from long ago cannot produce flowers?
Hearing this answer, the landlady's eyebrows suddenly curved into crescent moons, and she felt happy from the bottom of her heart. She was happy that she had lived up to Mrs. Shu's trust, and perhaps also happy that Mrs. Shu had such a good student. Then, she was happy
In the face of Xie Mi's frightened and helpless expression, she slowly took out a delicate and small brass bell from her sleeve, raised it in front of everyone, and shook it gently.
Jingle bell, jingle bell!
The clear and sweet sound of the bells not only spread throughout the herb garden, but also throughout the entire underground garden, and even reached the hotel lobby on the ground, conveying the gentle call of the landlady: "Everyone in the hotel——"
"To welcome Mrs. Tree's student Miss Olivia to the hotel, to celebrate the successful return of Mr. Linge and the others, and to congratulate Xie Mi on the successful completion of his first journey in life, now——"