Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Congratulations to Kidd for escaping the predicament!

But our hero lost a little freedom.

After finally convincing everyone that he was fine, Yun Xianhe returned home from the villa exhausted both physically and mentally.

After sleeping for a whole day, someone successfully received a notice of forced rest from Zhufu Jingguang.

Of course, there is also a letter left by a white dove that came under the moonlight.

However, Yun Xianhe was sleeping at that time, and the perfect blackout curtains prevented him from seeing the thief standing on the rooftop.

Finally, when I opened the window in the morning, I found the letter stuck on the window glass.

Maybe Yun Xianhe was allergic to pollen, so the person who usually left a fresh flower pinned a paper flower on it this time.

It can be said to be very thoughtful.

The hero expressed regret for not meeting the other party - he actually let that guy escape.

The next time they meet, he will bury Kidd in the snow.

I had just finished reading the letter and was happy for a short while before I remembered that I couldn't go out for the next week.

Yun Xianhe lay on the sofa with dead eyes.

I have already started thinking about whether it would be possible to trick Zhu Fu Jingguang out and then sneak out to play.

It is two o'clock in the afternoon.

Yesterday it was winter in December, and today it is summer in August.

As the ice and snow melted, even the trees, flowers and plants recovered their energy while Yun Xianhe was asleep.

It is true that this time and space are somewhat disrupted.

The scorching sun filled the entire living room and fell on the boy's calves.

A gentle breeze rushed in through the open floor-to-ceiling windows, dispersing the scorching heat of the sun, but not enough to cause chills.

Feeling that he was about to fall asleep again, Yun Xianhe adjusted his glasses, squinted at Zhu Fu Jingguang who was arranging the flower stand against the wall outside the courtyard, and silently opened the system panel.

[About 20 hours left for "Pain Hypersensitivity"]

[4 days left for "Coldness" +]

【About 48 hours left for "pollen allergy"】

"Anemia" and "pneumonia" had automatically ended during the time he was asleep.

very good!

Once today is over and his allergic reaction disappears, he can go out and play as he pleases!

Compared to the hypersensitivity to pain that you need to pay attention to all the time when running and jumping, the remaining two are nothing to worry about.

The person who turned off the system screen glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang who was connecting the water pipe, slowly got up from the sofa and walked over.

"What kind of flowers does Mr. Guang plan to plant?"

"I haven't decided yet. Does Xianhe have any flowers he likes?"

The brave man who was asked was stunned at first, and then said excitedly:

"Yes! Mr. Guang, wait for me!"

Someone returned to the room excitedly, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, took out bags of seeds from the system warehouse, and ran back.

“I want to grow these!”

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was originally thinking of buying ready-made flower seedlings, twitched his mouth when he saw the small pile of small paper bags in sealed bags that Yun Xianhe moved out.

He looked at the people who were still picking and choosing and sighed slightly.

"Isn't it a little late to start planting now?"

"No, no, I have special fertilizer. It will germinate quickly."

It seems that the other party also has some research in botany.

Zhu Fu Jingguang took a look at the paper bags marked with various strange symbols, and took a bag out of curiosity to look at it from left to right.

I can't make out what's written on it at all.

"what is this flower?"

"Rose, moonlight color."

"…What color?"

"Moonlight color, it will only appear when there is a moon. There are flowers like sunflowers on the market, and mine is the Moon Rose."

Having said this, Yun Xianhe took out his cell phone from somewhere.

After searching for a long time, he finally found a picture and handed it to Zhu Fu Jingguang.

"Look, this is the picture I took when it was open."

Zhu Fu Jingguang reached out and took it, looking at it for a few seconds.

Under the bright moon in the night, a whole wall of roses is quietly blooming.

Among the layers of leaves, the moon-white flowers with a hint of pearly color look like glowing pearls.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had never seen this kind of flower, opened his mouth in surprise.

"Is this a species that Xianhe developed himself?"

"Of course!"

This was developed when he was a gardener in a small world, and it was very popular among the nocturnal races there.

There was even a tribe whose totem was the moon that placed a special order for a large batch from him.

The man who picked out a bunch of flower seeds looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang with sparkling eyes.

The latter smiled with a headache, but still followed the other party's instructions and planted the seeds one by one.

As for whether it can germinate...

The brave man said that after taking a bottle of powerful nutrient potion, even the dead ones would sprout.

The green liquid in the glass bottle looks like a wizard's potion from a fairy tale.

If you shake it gently, you can see some tiny bubbles.

...Why do I feel like I saw one or two floating soul skulls in there?

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who always felt that he had taken something extraordinary, rolled up his sleeves and pretended to be calm.

Dilute it with water according to the ratio given by Yun Xianhe and sprinkle it under the courtyard wall.

After working for an hour, Zhu Fu Jingguang finally finished it and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun Xianhe on the side poured a glass of water for the other person, then picked up a small flowerpot filled with soil but with nothing planted in it and started tinkering with it.

Zhu Fujingguang paused for a moment and turned his head.

I just happened to see Yun Xianhe stuffing something that looked like a gem into the flowerpot.

For some reason it reminds me of the little stories told by adults when I was a child, about how to plant gold and get gold.

Looking at Yun Xianhe who looked extremely serious, Zhu Fu Jingguang spoke tentatively:

“Is this also a flower?”

"Well, this is Yachilina."

""Achillena"?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang read the name carefully and confirmed that he had never heard of this flower.

Perhaps, this is another flower invented by Yun Xianhe himself.

“Its seeds are beautiful.”

"Of course! The seeds of Yaqilina are the closest to gemstones and amber among all flowers. The translucent texture and the reflective nature of the shell make its price remain high!"

The brave man spoke of this with great enthusiasm, as if he was introducing his treasure to others:

"In terms of ornamental value, the flowers of 'Yachilina' are elegant in shape and come in more than 30 colors."

“Yachilina also has high medicinal value.”

"Also, its flower language is very diverse, the most common of which is "eternal vow."

After listening to Yun Xianhe's description, Zhu Fu Jingguang exclaimed.

"It must be difficult to raise it, right?"

"Yeah, it's not bad, it just takes a little longer."

Although the growth of Yachilina requires magic, even if it is missing it will only grow slower.

It's not a big problem, you'll eventually see it bloom.

Brushing off the dust on his hands, Yun Xianhe turned and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang with a smile.

He moved the flower pot in front of him seriously between the two of them, and drew an incomprehensible symbol on the soil in the pot.

“Come on, Mr. Guang, make a wish.

Another major meaning of "Yachilina" is prayer. As long as you are sincere enough, it will respond to you and begin to grow.

And when the wish comes true, it will bloom into a flower of your color."

Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at the unknown symbol painted on it, and then looked at the person in front of him with a bright smile.

Then he fell into deep thought.

Seeing that he seemed a little entangled, Yun Xianhe added:

"In fact, the simplest wish is to wish for it to bloom. The 'Achillena' sold in flower shops is basically like this. Oh, and you also have to say its name to it."

"Yachilina, I hope Xianhe can be healthy and happy."

The fingers on the edge of the flower pot tightened slightly, the brave man looked at the serious-looking man, and suddenly said in a naughty way:

"This one doesn't count! Change it!"

"...can't you?"

Looking at the other party's cautious look, Yun Xianhe suddenly choked.

What did this make him say?

It is impossible for me to be healthy in this world.

In other words, if Mr. Guang really made this wish, this thing would never bloom when it grew up.

Only when the wish comes true,

A subtle vibration was transmitted from the flowerpot to the fingertips.

Yun Xianhe silently looked at "Yaqilina" who had already listened to the prayer, and took a deep breath.

Goddess of Dawn, you don't have to reply so quickly.

"...Mr. Guang, I think I'd better not give you this pot of flowers. I'll give you a new seed later, and you can try again..."

“No, I think this is good enough.”

Yun Xianhe looked at the person who reached out to take the flowerpot and half opened his mouth.

He really wanted to say: Don't blame him if it only grows leaves and no flowers in the future.

How about secretly changing the flowers when the other person isn't paying attention?

Otherwise, Mr. Guang would plant for several months and only find that the plants grew leaves like weeds...

Just when Yun Xianhe was about to carry out his plan of stealing the pots and replacing the flowers,

He saw that after Zhu Fu Jingguang watered the flowerpot, he took it directly back to his room.

"..."

Could it be that his thoughts were seen through? !

Zhu Fu Jingguang returned to the room and carefully placed the flower pot on the table by the window.

He half lowered his head and looked at the strange symbol on the ground that was somewhat unclear due to the washing of water, his blue eyes were obscure.

"Achirina"... a flower from another world?

Thinking of this, Zhu Fu Jingguang sneered and shook his head to deny the absurd guess in his heart.

"Maybe Xianhe wrote it himself."

How is that possible? A hero from another world... Impossible.