Chapter 2180 Wild Flowers
After a while, the old man got used to the taste in his mouth.

He took another bite of the fruit.

The old woman will like this fruit.

She likes the sour and sweet taste.

In the past, I always bought him some sour and sweet fruits, and every time I lied to him that the fruits were very sweet.

Then I would smile happily when I saw his wrinkled face.

……

The old man finished eating the fruit.

A smile appeared on his face as he recalled the interesting scenes from the past.

……

This smile made the little monster a little confused again.

Laughed……

In other words, the elderly like this fruit.

but……

The little monster used his claws to dilate his eyes.

I always feel that the old man’s smile seems to be more than just happy?
……

"……delicious."

The old man murmured softly.

The little monster was no longer hesitant.

It smiled with narrowed eyes.

That is.

It has a very good vision.

……

The old man looked at the photos on the bedside table.

His expression was gentle.

There is a hint of nostalgia.

……

The little monster picked another fruit.

This time, it was not placed on the windowsill, but on the bedside table.

Right next to the picture frame.

……

The old man refused the caregiver's help and slowly returned to the house from the toilet, holding on to the wall.

Lying back on the bed.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, compared to the initial state where he couldn't move at all, he can now simply take a few steps.

The smile that had just appeared on his raised face froze.

The old man suddenly straightened up his upper body.

Fruit?!
……

The old man was stunned.

Where does this fruit come from?
The appearance of the fruit on the windowsill yesterday already seemed strange to him.

But at least it can be explained.

Although the big tree was still some distance away from his window...

……

Could it be that this fruit was blown in by the strong wind?
It just fell on his bedside table?

……

The old man shook his head.

Anyway...

Is it really such a coincidence?
The old man doesn't know.

……

The old man reached out and took the fruit.

My eyes couldn't help but fall on the familiar face in the photo frame next to it.

"…You gave it to me?"

"You have had this bad habit for so long and haven't changed..."

The old man whispered.

A gentle and helpless smile appeared on his face.

He took a bite of the fruit.

The sour and sweet taste made him frown subconsciously.

"Me too……"

I've eaten so much... I still can't get used to the taste.

……

Seeing the old man's smile, the little monster nodded with satisfaction.

It was worth it that it didn’t eat the fruit itself and gave the best fruit to the old man.

……

"Ok?"

The old man paused as he looked towards the bedside table.

After a few days, he had gotten used to looking at the bedside table from time to time.

In addition to the fruits that have been on the bedside table every day these days, there is also a small flower.

A red unknown wild flower.

……

The old man carefully picked up the flower and put it to his nose and sniffed it.

A faint floral scent is faintly discernible.

The bright colors of the flowers brightened the old man's complexion.

……

The old man turned his head and looked out the window.

It's cloudy today.

It was a little dark.

Apart from that, the view outside the window was the same as he had always seen.

The doubts that had faded away in the old man's heart resurfaced.

who is it?

...He also thought about "catching" this mysterious guy.

He didn't know if he was overthinking it.

So I tried a few times -
It's just pretending to sleep.

But nothing was found.

So he gave up.

……

Now the appearance of this flower made him even more suspicious.

Maybe... there really is such a mysterious kind-hearted person who has been doing things like Santa Claus.

Even if it was just one fruit, it made him happy.

He couldn't help but look forward to the next day.

Now there is one more flower.

Will there be other gifts in the future?

The old man found that his mood was high again after a long time.

……

The flower was carried into the air by the wind.

Looking at the little flower right in front of him, the little monster reached out and grabbed it.

Then he put it on the old man's bedside table together with the fruit.

……

It is rare to see small flowers that can fly so high.

The little monster thought that the old man would definitely like it.

……

Later the old man's smile said it all.

The little monster was a little proud.

It says that the elderly will like it.

……

With this success, the little monster will not just give you a fruit anymore.

It will find something else.

For example, a leaf with beautiful color and shape.

A feather dropped by an unknown bird.

A small flower floating in the air.

Even a flyer for a new store event.

……

When the old man saw the flyer, he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

He couldn't help but doubt his previous guess.

Are the gifts these days really all flying in through the window?

Is it a gift from the wind?
otherwise……

Does anyone really give flyers as gifts?
……

The old man stood by the windowsill for the first time in a long time.

He just went to the hospital for a check-up and his body has fully recovered.

Even the doctor was a little surprised.

It is said that for someone his age, very few can recover so well.

He was also a little surprised.

After all, who would want to lie in bed all day when they can live a healthy life?
……

Thinking about it now, he was filled with gratitude towards that mysterious kind-hearted person.

It is the other person’s daily gift, making him look forward to every day.

……

After lying in bed for so long, even though he didn't want to be negative, some thoughts were out of control.

The vague feeling of loneliness is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and I must not let it go.

The children are busy.
The children hired a babysitter for him.

The children would also come to see him during holidays.

He had no additional requests.

……

He spent long stretches of time alone, with nothing to do.

Even with the radio on, he still felt that the surroundings were very quiet.

He couldn't help but let his mind wander.

Then you will involuntarily fall into a depressed mood.

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However, all this began to change after receiving the fruit.

……

Looking at these carefully prepared gifts -
do not know why……

Wild fruits, small flowers, feathers... these may seem like useless things to many people, but he can feel the care and effort that the other party has put into them.

He somehow felt that these gifts were carefully selected by the other party.

Someone prepared a gift for me so carefully.

Still every day.

He was really happy.

I no longer feel as uncomfortable lying on the bed as before.

There is no longer any unbearable sense of torment over the passage of time.

No.

It's still a bit unbearable.

But it feels different from before.

Before, he felt that time passed too slowly because he had nothing to do.

Later he felt that time was passing too slowly because he was looking forward to the gifts the next day.

……

More and more smiles appeared on the old man's face.

Once, he just tried to say that he wanted a small purple flower.

Purple is the old woman's favorite color.

Later it became his favorite color.

(End of this chapter)