Your scumbag application has been returned

He thought to himself that it was true, and to be cautious, he ran outside the yard. He tried many times to pull out the grass outside but failed. He couldn't even touch it, and his hand went straight through it.

In other words, the medium connecting them is the Luoying flower, so the tender buds he saw flashing by were not fake.

It seemed that he returned to his own world that time because the Luoying flower bloomed, but was sent back by 999.

It seems that as long as he grows the Lophatherum flower, he will be able to travel freely between the two worlds without any restrictions, and his wish to bring Apmian home will come true.

Poor thing, Apmian has been growing the loquat for so long but still can’t grow any. Maybe it’s because he is missing this important factor.

But he and Apmian are not in the same world, and the distance between them is so great that it is incalculable. This situation can be tied to Apmian, which makes Shen Ji think of the strange star coin from yesterday.

Shen Jihuai shook out his half and held it in the air. Apmian said that he asked the Insect God to decide whether he should stay or go. As a result, the Insect God agreed to let him stay. This might be the work of the Insect God.

After putting away the star coins, Shen Jihuai pulled out the weeds while thinking. Soon there was a pile at his feet. He piled the weeds together and threw them away.

When he had time, he turned the soil, and planted flowers more seriously and rigorously than Apmian.

After finishing, Shen Jihuai brushed off the dust on his hands with satisfaction. This was his dream, and he could clean his body with just a thought.

So much so that when Apmian got up the next morning and looked at the completely changed garden, he almost wondered if he had seen a ghost or if he had sleepwalked and finished all the work in the fields the previous night.

Apmian hurried to Creek's house, not even having time to zip up his coat, and the wind blew all his hair back. Shen Jihuai followed Apmian leisurely, ready to see his surprised look.

Apmian knocked hard on Creek's door. Creek had just gotten up early to cook porridge, so he quickly walked over to open the door.

Apmian panted heavily and said word by word: "Were you tending my garden yesterday?"

Creek scratched his hair and said, "No, I went to see my female father after you went to bed yesterday. He said he wanted to introduce a male insect to me. I couldn't refuse so I went there. What happened to your garden? Is it gone?"

It's more terrible than being dead, Apumian thought silently, shocking the insect and causing it to hallucinate.

Unable to explain clearly, Apumian took Creek to have a look, and after seeing it, he exclaimed "Wow".

"This, who did this to you?" Creek was amazed. He stayed at his father-in-law's house the whole day after he went back yesterday, otherwise he could have taken some credit and said that he did it.

But it didn't work, because many insects in the village saw him leave.

Apmian stood by and observed and compared the techniques carefully, and found that these were Shen Jihuai's usual habits, but why didn't Shen Jihuai return to his world, so why did he help him take care of the garden, and why didn't he dare to appear in front of him after returning.

What's the point of hiding it?

Could it be that it was really Shen Jihuai who was hugging him yesterday? He thought that he was hallucinating because he was thinking about Shen Jihuai in a daze.

After seeing Creek off, Apumian sat at the door thoughtfully, staring at the garden to see if there was anything unusual.

Shen Jihuai sat beside him with amusement, and taking advantage of the fact that Apumian couldn't see, he ruffled his hair wantonly. Fortunately, Apumian had no sense of touch, otherwise he would jump three feet high if his hair was suddenly touched, and could have burst through the eaves: "Isn't it scary? Humph, sometimes it's not a ghost, but the snail girl.

Hey, I don’t think I told you the story of the snail girl before, why don’t I tell you one now.”

Knowing that Apmian couldn't hear, Shen Jihuai still spoke enthusiastically.

"The Snail Girl is probably talking about..."

Suddenly, Apmian turned around and looked at him. Shen Jihuai's chattering mouth seemed to be sealed.

At that moment he thought Apmian had discovered him, but it turned out that Apmian just saw the straw hat fall and went to pick it up.

Shen Jihuai complained in dissatisfaction: "Is the straw hat as important as me? You won't listen to my stories. Humph, wait until I weave you a few better-looking straw hats and throw away this bad one."

It was just an ordinary straw hat, but Apmian held it as if it were a treasure. He shook off the dust on it and hung it up as if it were a treasure.

Shen Jihuai got in front of him, poked his face, and said in a muffled voice: "Are you stubborn? I have hurt you like this, but you still can't forget me. If it were me, I would have cut the scumbag into pieces. Tell me, are you a masochist? It's not worth it to be with a scumbag like me. I suggest you beat me to death with your fists."

"Do you know how scared I was when I saw a bear being killed with one punch? I thought to myself, how could such a gentle and polite person have such terrifying strength? Fortunately, he didn't break my neck." As Shen Jihuai spoke, he touched his neck, his body shook violently, and he whispered that it was so scary.

"Shen Jihuai." Apumian called softly.

Shen Jihuai responded subconsciously: "I'm here, wife."

Apmian suddenly smiled, hung his straw hat back, turned around and sat quietly at the door, no longer talking. He didn't care about the cold, just let the cold wind blow, with his coat zippered up. The wind was blowing, and his hair was fluttering around him. It should be raining at this time.

Shen Jihuai really wanted to bring Apumian into the house. It was such a cold wind outside. He wanted to pretend to be serious.

He wanted to try if he could pull his clothes up, but his hand went straight through again. He slid his hand along his clothes to his abdomen, stroked it gently twice, and then withdrew his hand, the light in his eyes slowly dimming.

Originally, there was a slight curve here, but now it has completely deflated, leaving only soft flesh and a cool touch.

Shen Jihuai hugged him face to face, holding him tightly, resting his chin on his shoulder, face to face, and said disapprovingly: "You were still complaining about the cold yesterday, and you dare to blow the cold wind today. Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you can't see me? I don't believe you when you say you're not cold. There is a kind of cold that makes me feel that you are cold. Hurry up and put on your clothes."

Apmian sneered, wondering who was lawless.

Realizing that his behavior was too abnormal, he quickly restored his indifferent expression. Fortunately, Shen Jihuai did not notice that there was anything wrong with him.

Shen Jihuai always had a lot to say in front of Apumian, like a chatterbox: "Wife, you said the lollipop flower should bloom this time, right? I dreamed of you when I saw its tiny buds. If the lollipop flower blooms, can I go back to find you?"

Apmian tilted his head and looked at Shen Jihuai in surprise.

Dream?

Is this just a dream for Shen Jihuai?

His hair pierced his eyes and Apmian squinted uncomfortably. Since he was sure that Shen Jihuai was by his side, there was no need to continue sitting outside.