Volume II, Chapter 64: Hyacinth

The autumn breeze outside the store was slow, and suddenly a gust of wind hit, facing the direction of Nannan, impartially. The wind was menacing, and the oncoming cold point blew the sea of Nannan's forehead. It came strongly, and the wind blew the half of the glass door that Nan Nan stretched out her left hand to push open, and she couldn't stop taking a small step back, unable to stand firm, so she had to block the glass door even harder. "Jingle bell", just calmed down

After a long time, the wind chimes rang again, and they seemed very distant in the howling of the wind. It was swept away, scattered in all directions, and spread into every corner of the house and beyond. It overflows and fades away. Suddenly, the bell no longer seemed to come from a near place, it was clearly close at hand, but in an instant, it seemed to be far away in the sky, empty and ethereal. Like a cloud of light smoke, blurring all the dust, but

Stretching out his hand, it was about to disperse, and what was left in his hand was a faintness that didn't even have temperature. Suddenly, Nan Nan smelled a burst of fragrance, that is the fragrance of flowers, "pop" is the sound of something falling from behind him, very dull, listening to such a sound, it should be a particularly heavy item, and it is very close to Nannan. So, Nan Nan resisted the strong wind and still maintained the action of propping up on the glass door. She turned her head to see what had fallen.

Under the impact of the cold wind, Nan Nan couldn't easily turn her body, so she had to turn half of her face sideways. I saw that the flowers on the shelves and the potted plants on the ground were swaying indiscriminately by the wind, and one or two pots of weak flowers that could not help the wind had fallen back most of their bodies, and only the branches that were buried deep in the soil were still stubbornly straight, no matter how ruthlessly the wind blew, it was resolutely supported, refusing to fall down against the wind, but a tenacious posture of looking at death as home. These branches seem to have become the protective role of the delicate flowers on their tops in an instant, and they are the demeanor of a strong man who will not fail to stand no matter what. In fact, some of the branches are so delicate that they look weaker than the flowers that emerge from them, but they still bear the responsibility of their necessary protection. The flowers are too delicate and soft, they shiver in the wind, swaying from side to side, and they are unstoppable, trembling and pitiful, which is really pitiful, and makes people have a momentary urge to be willing to shelter them from the wind and rain.

At this time, Nan Nan noticed that a potted plant standing on the ground had fallen on the hypotenuse as far as her eye could see. It is poured against the square of Nannan, not biased or oblique. It was a pot of hyacinths, and it was pale green. The hyacinth is in the shape of a cylinder, and on that pillar it is surrounded by blooming flowers one after another. The underside of the flower, its leaves, are only three or four, but each one is extremely large. Although it was dwarfed by the long-pillar flower, the length of the leaf was at most half the size of the tall flower. But the leaves are separated, stretched, and held the flower with an image of absolute devotion to duty. They are open, although only a short section, but still form a protective posture, like two hands on the chin, and then naturally open to the sides, protecting the face and supporting the head. Although this leaf cannot completely protect the flower from the invasion of the cold wind, it can be regarded as a dedication to duty and doing its duty. The green of these leaves is bright green, green, like a drop of green ink, immersed in a small cup of clear water, and it is blurred in an instant, and the richness of the ink is cleared, and it is a lot indifferent, and there is still some bright light on the water surface. And the long stem of this hyacinth is in the same pattern. The rhizome is extremely long, about 30 centimeters in size. On all sides of this rhizome are the flowers that have grown. The flowers are somewhat funnel-like shaped, but each flower has only four or five petals, and each petal is separate from each other, not clustered together. It is half-drooping, and does not stretch outward, but hangs down naturally, clearly revealing the inner core of its flower wall. These petals are pale green in color. Moreover, it is in stark contrast to its leaves and stems. Its color is more white than green, and its white is milky white, not so thorough, so clean and dazzling. On the contrary, because of the effect of green, it is a little cloudy, but there is a sense of tranquility. Its green is faint, but it is somewhat like those extremely clear lakes, and the surface of the lake always reveals the clear green color. It is green and clear, green elegant, green gentle, like a young lady of a small jasper, pure and graceful, quiet but without losing that agility.

But this hyacinth, which should have been quiet, blooming alone without fighting or grabbing, fell to the ground miserably at this time. However, fortunately, there is still a shelter from an earthen pot, so that the flower does not completely fall to the ground, so that it can be ruined. The petals of this flower trembled in the wind, as if they could not withstand such an attack, and they were cold and shivering, and it was completely a look of pity for me, which made people feel pity. At this time, Nan Nan looked at a cluster of purple hydrangeas next to it, and the pots planted in it began to shake violently back and forth, a posture that was about to collapse. When Nan Nan saw this, she hurriedly turned her head, and no longer pushed open some doors, but leaned over, backwards, and used her back against each other, first drilled through the gap between the door and the door frame, and forcibly exited the store. Nan Nan was afraid that if she opened the door wider, the autumn wind would blow down more potted plants. And she was afraid that the yellow rose she was holding in her right hand would be damaged when she forcibly broke through the door and left. Therefore, Nan Nan had to use her own body as a cushion, her shoulders were a little painful by the door frame, but fortunately, she was out of the store, and the yellow roses in her hands were also unharmed.

As soon as Nannan's left hand was released, the glass door closed with a "snap", which was completely isolated from Nannan. There is no bell ringing of wind chimes, no wanton fragrance of flowers all around, and no warm temperature of the air conditioner. Coincidentally, the moment Nan Nan closed the glass door, the sudden cold wind outside stopped violently, and everything was calm again. It was clearly the wind that was still whistling, and it was clearly fighting to the death against the air, that it would make such a dull and sharp sound. But in an instant, it ceased to exist, and even the vortex and tremor of the air were not left, including the aftermath of the wind blowing. This inexplicable wind came and went in a hurry. At this time, the sky was surprisingly blue, and there was still no shadow of the sun in sight, but under the cover of layers of white clouds, two beams of faint sunlight were leaked.

Nan Nan looked at the street casually, and the street was a little narrower, barely enough for two cars to move in the opposite direction. There is a shop next to each other on the sidewalk, perhaps not far from the hospital. Most of the shops on these sides of the road are fruit shops, florists, breakfast shops, and restaurants. The cards in each store are next to each other, and they are all the same size. At this time, the street was empty, and there were only one or two cars or motor vehicles passing by, making a little noise. The rest were extremely quiet, and there was no sound at all, and it was very quiet. Seeing this scene outside, for a moment, Nan Nan was in a particularly trance, and she began to wonder if the gust of wind had come, and there was no sign of any wind and grass here, even if it was extremely detailed, there was still no such movement. Nan Nan suddenly felt very dazed, there was no human smell around, and she couldn't see whether there was anyone in those shops. I only feel that my heart is empty, there is no landing, and there is a feeling of hair. In this environment, Nan Nan forgot where she was for a while, and she felt that there was no one around, so she had a very illusory feeling. This feeling always makes Nan Nan's heart very weird, and she even has a little uneasiness.

In such an open area, if she can't see anyone and can't hear a little sound, she will always be very flustered and anxious. At this moment, Nan Nan looked up at the boundless sky. She found that the white clouds in the sky were much less, and they were not as dense and clustered together as they had seen at home. But it's still one after another, but in comparison, it's more than half smaller, and it's all scattered, it's a fluttering and scattered look. But even so, the sun still did not show its face, and it preferred to hide behind the white clouds. But it also falls with transparent and a little warm sunlight, not dazzling, but you can't keep staring. The rays of sunlight happened to fall on another street where Nannan stood, a corner of a flower shop, which also made the façade of this flower shop a little brighter than elsewhere. Moreover, this sunshine and warmth, there is only this one store, it is extremely stingy. But it makes this store look very special.

In fact, this picture is very detailed and warm, it is neither noisy nor alienating. It is something that can make people completely indulge in it, and it is special enough to make people feel comfortable and relaxed. But Nan Nan had no intention of appreciating it at this time, let alone being immersed in it, she looked at the vast blue sky and white clouds that could not be seen at a glance, but she felt more scared. Under this vast contrast, Nan Nan felt that she was extremely small, and the surroundings were silent and empty. Under this contrast, Nan Nan was even more panicked, she was really scared, and she was the only one left in this world. Therefore, at this time, Nan Nan is particularly eager to find the shadow of other people, even if there is only one person, it will bring her a lot of comfort.