The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

"You should collect dew here, and don't go far away."

The nursery aunt folded her arms and looked down at the two children with a smile on her face.

"Be careful, these flowers are very precious, don't be clumsy."

Two little girls, very cautious,

Gradually, in order to collect more dew, the two people separated.

The nursery aunt said nothing, just folded her arms and watched the two children picking dew.

This flower is tender and beautiful, with no roots or leaves. If you want to collect dew, you can only slowly straighten the petals one by one and collect them.

Each flower grows directly on the roots, but the strange thing is that the color of each flower's roots is different.

Thirteen felt it was a bit strange that different roots could grow the same flowers.

But she could only see the flowers at the edge, and she didn't know if all the pink flowers in the entire garden were so strange.

"Gentlemen, please feel free to choose. There is one...that I haven't found yet. I will send it to you tomorrow..."

Thirteen was very confused. She clearly didn't see anyone talking to the nursery aunt.

The nursery aunt stood in front of a separate flower, bowing and nodding, and said a lot of things, which was completely different from her usual way of beating or scolding the children.

Thirteen carefully hid behind a half-collapsed wall. There was only a small space here, just enough for her to squat and crawl in. But it was very hidden, and the nursery aunt's height made it difficult for her to be discovered.

But this place is outside the garden, a bit far away.

The nursery aunt said something else, but she didn't hear it clearly.

Thirteen carefully adjusted her posture in the corner. She wanted to go back. It turned out that the nursery aunt was looking for someone to come and collect dew.

Although dew collection in the nursery is usually done at night, it is a bit strange that it is almost dawn now, but there is no point in just watching the dew collection.

She originally wanted to see why the nursery aunt brought these sisters out with such strange smiles,

She should go back to the nursery to find some more fruit.

But when she stood up,

Suddenly, through a small hole, I saw the tall sister walking to the center of the garden, where there were a few flowers separated by a single flower.

A pink flower in front of her suddenly fell off its roots and quickly climbed up the arm to the tall girl's head.

The tall girl was terrified, but she couldn't make any sound.

The two petals stretched and deformed, like two ropes, tightly wrapped around her neck.

She tried to scratch her neck, leaving bloody marks on it, but she was unable to break free.

The pink flower continued to climb upwards, with countless petals stretching and moving, elongating and deforming, and slowly disappearing into the top of the tall girl's head.

The flower, which was originally as big as the head, became only half its original size and became a bud as all the petals that had already bloomed were inserted into the top of the head.

Countless drops of blood flowed down the tall girl's face.

She convulsed and fell to the ground, her pink hospital uniform becoming dirty and muddy in the mud.

Suddenly she stopped twitching, sat up and laughed out loud. Her voice was no longer the childish voice of a little girl.

"It's finally my turn. You did a good job and cultivated the hotbed very well."

The nursery aunt was very flattering, "Sir, welcome back,"

The short girl on the other side quickly collected a lamp of dew and prepared to return to report to the nursery aunt.

But I saw the extra buds on the tall girl's head.

"You've awakened? Sister? Congratulations," she said in a pleasantly surprised tone.

However, when he saw the tall girl's face covered in blood in the dim light, he was worried and wanted to go forward and wipe her face with his sleeve.

However, the nursery aunt pushed her away, separating her from the tall girl with a flower bud on her head.

The tall girl with a flower bud on her head licked the blood from the corner of her mouth with her tongue, revealing her bloody teeth, with a playful look in her eyes.

"Well, dear sister, what can you do to congratulate me?"

The short girl holding the dew felt a little embarrassed.

Children in the nursery were not allowed to have personal belongings. Apart from the fruit her sister gave her before she left, she had no gift to congratulate her sister on her awakening.

She took out the red fruit that she was reluctant to eat and handed it to the tall girl with the flower bud on her head.

"Sister, I can't bear to eat this fruit yet, give it to me..."

The girl with the flower bud on her head looked at the small fruit in her hand, raised the corner of her mouth and smiled, then let the fruit fall from her fingers.

He stared at the short girl intently.

"I won't eat the fruit. You and I have such a good relationship, you must not want me to bleed so much, so why don't you just give yourself to me?"

The girl holding the dew on the other side thought her sister was bleeding too much and couldn't hold it firmly, so she immediately squatted down and tried to pick up the fruit.

Hearing this, he raised his head with a bewildered look on his face, "Send it to me? Sister..."

The tall girl with a flower bud on her head, with her chin slightly raised, looked at her with her eyes downcast.

"Well, my sister will thank you~"

Countless fine threads instantly shot out from the flower bud on her head and pierced into the brain of the short girl holding the dewdrops. The threads quickly turned red and continued to absorb the short girl's blood.

The short girl holding the dew soon could not struggle anymore, her eyes lost their luster, and she collapsed to the ground.

There is still confusion and pain on the innocent face.

The last bit of consciousness that remained looked at the discarded fruit on the ground.

The red fruit is covered with dirt, and in the dirty dirt, it is like a drop of blood that is unwilling to blend into the mud.

Retracting all the filaments, the tall girl with the flower bud on her head turned back to look at the nursery aunt,

"The rest is yours. You know how to deal with one less hotbed, right?"

The nursery aunt smiled in a very flattering way.

"I know, I know. Just say you didn't make it. The adults are very interested..."

Thirteen couldn't help shivering, his teeth began to chatter.

She tried to control the sound of her teeth chattering, and bit her arm hard.

A pair of pink shoes worn by all the children in the nursery stepped over the muddy red fruit and slowly approached.

Thirteen wanted to cry, but she knew that if she cried out loud, she would die.

She doesn't want to die yet, her twelfth sister is still waiting for her.

The voice of the nursery aunt was getting closer and closer, and it sounded like it was approaching this corner soon.

"Sir, I will lead the way for you. You probably don't know the situation of the new settlement we have opened up..."

Thirteen listened to the sound getting closer and closer, and was so frightened that he couldn't control his feet.

My mind was urging me to run! Run! But my mind was completely unable to control my body.

She couldn't breathe anymore, holding her breath made her dizzy,

Thirteen forced himself to exhale slowly, trying not to make his breathing sound too loud.

Gone, they went, the pink shoes slowly walked away,

Thirteen was trembling all over. Her arm had been bitten and blood was flowing down the corner of her mouth, but she still tried to stuff her arm into her mouth. Fear made her forget the pain.

Can't cry, can't make a sound,

Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, and it will be safe.

Suddenly, an eye looked at her through the hole.

"Look what I found? A little treat delivered to your door,"