"Your cane!"

Natsume suddenly looked at the cane with ginkgo biloba in the tree spirit's hand, and saw that the leaves on it had begun to wither and scatter.

"Well, don't care, it's just that the time for the old man to return to dust is approaching."

"So, has the old man's memory recovered these days?"

Shu Ling smiled hehe, "To the blessing of little brother, in the past few days, my memory is indeed recovering.... Although I still forgot many things, but that agreement.... But I always remember it. Above

the stump, the old man of the tree spirit sat there, but his eyes looked at the stove gate cloud.

"I seem to remember the little girl who made an agreement with me."

"She has a similar smell to this little brother. A nice aroma..."

Scent? Stove Men Yun looked down, how could there be any aroma on his body? Could it be.

Stove Menyun raised the cake in his hand, and the grilled fish had all entered the cat teacher's stomach.

"The scent that the old gentleman said, is this the smell?"

Shu Ling's eyes lit up, and he came up to ask and immediately laughed.

"Uh-huh! Decade.... No, twenty years ago, a little girl also smelled like this! The

old tree spirit became a little excited, and he told himself about what happened back then.

It was a festival on the mountain twenty years ago, and a little girl who was separated from her family leaned under my tree.

She said her family owned a cake shop. But when he asked her [why is she sullen].

It turns out that the little girl has a fight with another girl named Koyuki from the flower shop next door, which is her best friend, and she wants to reconcile with Koyuki.

[Why?] The old tree spirit asked.

Xiao Xing is her best friend, but she was seriously ill some time ago. I wanted to go to the hospital to play with her, but I was strictly refused, saying that I can't infect myself...

Seeing this, the old tree spirit danced lightly with the ginkgo cane in his hand, and the ginkgo tree that was more than ten meters long danced with the wind, making a sound similar to a bell.

[It's so beautiful~ If I bring Xiaoyuki to see it together, I should be able to reconcile! ]

The little girl was extremely excited and made a pact with the tree spirit.

When her friend recovers, she will bring her good friend to see this beautiful ancient ginkgo tree.

The tree spirit took off a very beautiful ginkgo leaf from his cane and handed it to the little girl, hoping that she would remember their agreement.

The old tree spirit sighed.

"Twenty years have passed since now, and the old man has been waiting here.... However, maybe I don't have much time to wait. Hearing

the sigh of the tree spirit, the cat teacher snorted softly and said.

"After all, it's just a child, and it's just a coincidence that I can see you, saying that I can't go home will calm down, thinking that I just have a dream."

What the cat teacher said is very realistic, in fact, Stove Men Yun also agrees with the cat teacher's statement.

Ordinary human children can easily become weak due to yin qi after encountering youkai. When you recover, you probably think it's just a dream...

But Natsume apparently doesn't think so.

"Stove door, do you remember where you bought these cakes?"

"Huh? Oh, not very far, ten minutes walk is about the same. Stove Men Yun smiled helplessly, he guessed Natsume's purpose.

If the object of the agreement forgets this time, then ask her out, and then tell her personally that this is not a dream.

.....

Back at the cake shop again, it was already afternoon. There were not many people in the cake shop, and the old woman was still sitting there, looking at the cake and not knowing what she was thinking.

"Sorry to interrupt."

Seeing the two of them come in, the old woman smiled and pointed to the shelf beside her. "The cake is all there, please."

Natsume nodded, and after picking a few pieces of cake at random, he suddenly asked.

"This aunt was asked by a grandfather who had a good relationship with me..."

Then, Natsume briefly described the agreement for him.

The old woman listened quietly for a long time, but a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes.

"Is it.... That old man and the child still made such an agreement..." Seeing

that the old woman entered the memory, the two did not speak, so they waited quietly.

After a long time, Stove Men Yun spoke.

"This grandfather just remembered such an agreement some time ago, because I have difficulty moving, so I asked us to take a look, I wonder if we can meet the little girl?"

The old woman lowered her head and slowly walked back to the chair in the corner.

"I'm sorry, she can't fulfill her agreement with the old gentleman..." Twenty

years ago, the little girl and Xiao Xingji of the flower shop next door grew up together and were best friends.

But Xiaoxing found out that he was seriously ill, and in order not to infect his friends, he refused to let the little girl visit in the hospital, but the little girl always went out without her parents and went to the hospital to find her friends.

For the sake of his friends, Xiao Xing quarreled with the little girl and asked her not to come again.

Because of the angry little luck, the little girl really did not run to the hospital alone to visit... Until.

Koyuki's surgery failed at the age of twelve.... He died in the world.

The little girl was sad and ran away from the house alone and wanted to go to the hospital again.... Even if it's looking at the long-empty ward.

I was too anxious to go, at that time! There are no adults to supervise....

Car accident, taking the little girl's life. When the police arrived, the little girl was already lying in a pool of blood, still holding a ginkgo leaf in her hand.

Stove Men Yun lowered his head, "Sorry to bring up the sad thing for you." "

The owner of the cake shop is the mother of the little girl back then....

"It's okay, it's been twenty years.... And I heard you say, the ginkgo tree that was agreed upon seems to be gone..."

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