There is one more teenager from this world of flowers, there used to be only one old man, but now there is one more teenager.

An old man and a young man go out early and return late every day, coming out of the cabin in the morning and returning to the cabin from outside in the evening. Life was in order, and they lived a comfortable life.

In the past, my heart had already become fluctuating in the metropolis, but now that I came here, it was like taking a reassuring pill, and my whole heart calmed down.

Every day, I followed this old man to go out early and return late, and the days passed in a flash.

30 years, 50 years, 60 years.

When he appeared in front of everyone again, he had become an old man who was almost gray, and the young boy had become this old man.

At this time, he was carrying a few hoes and fertilizer on his back, and he was spreading water and fertilizing in the flower field, and he was providing nutrients for these flowers and trees.

The old man on the side sat on the chair and looked slightly at the mature Nanmen Bai Xiao in front of him.

"It's been 60 years, and it's time for you humans to die... Do you think you'll ever go back to that world? Or if you go back to that world, are you still a teenager?" asked the gray-haired old man.

Although he has been following the old man for 60 years, he still hasn't figured out the true identity of this old man, he only knows that this old man is surnamed Lang, so he calls him Master Rong.

This master usually teaches him how to water the flowers, how to fertilize, and how to plant the flowers every day, which are skills that only he knows.

After handing in the skills, they began to fight in battle, they planted batches of seedlings in the flower field, and then the old man let him plant alone.

I watched from the sidelines as decades passed, and the flowers that had just begun to grow had already grown into towering trees, and they were like some old people, who were generally destroyed by the rings of time in an instant, bringing them into the slow withering dust and gradual aging.

Although these trees grow in such a strange place, they can only remove their magazines and change their inner quality, but they cannot really extend their lifespan.

So generally the trees outside are here for six or seven years, and they will live for more than ten years.

If you live for more than ten years outside, you will live for more than twenty years here.

But the highest is only more than 20 years, and in the past 60 years, he has planted batch after batch of saplings, cultivated batch after batch of crops, and then the trees and flowers withered one by one.

Life and death, life and death are endless...

When the trees die, they leave their seeds behind for the gardeners to spread where they need to go, and then the seeds go on with their original lives.

Then, again and again, from growth to senescence, from senescence to germination, and from germination to growth......

"Master, I don't think it matters whether I go back or not, because I have now seen through the world, this world is a clutter, and we are the purest, and it is almost the same whether we go back or not. So what if you go back, what if you don't go back, what if you change your life, what if you go against the sky? If I'm not still me, can I still be someone else? Nanmen Bai Xiao sighed, and then looked at the flowers and trees under his feet.

These flowers and plants have long been thriving......

After the anxiety of time, Nanmen Bai Xiao has long forgotten that he was once a human being.

Nanmen Bai Xiao continued to sit all the time, but he was very diligent, very hard, very hard, he paid a lot for these flowers and plants, but they only did this, just to make these flowers and trees grow stronger.

Over the years, these flowers and trees have grown to death.

Nanmen Bai has seen a lot, and he has naturally seen it more blandly, and he has also touched a little threshold for the concept of death.

What does it matter if you live and die, and what does it matter if you die?

At first, he thought that this old man would sell these grown flowers and trees to others, but later he slowly discovered that this old man planted these flowers and trees, not for their fame and fortune, he only hoped that these flowers and trees could thrive under his own cultivation.

Nanmen Bai Xiao looked at the old man.

An old man will be very happy to see a little sapling grow from a toddler to a young child and support him for many years, but he will be sad when he sees the sapling grow from the prime of life to old age and even death.

60 years later, they have changed from a teenager to an old man......

He used to be an old man, and now he is still an old man......

"It's been 60 years...... Time flies so fast......" Master Lang lay on the chair, his eyes slightly looking at the sky.

It's been 60 years since Nanmen Baixiao tried the phone and computer, and I haven't gone out for 60 years, and I still miss them, and I don't know when I will see him again. I don't know if they're doing well.

My happiness involuntarily has been 60 years since then, everything has changed, he has changed from a young man to a gray-haired old man.

"After all these years, why haven't you changed at all?" But he looked at the products that had been withdrawn from his salary, and found that he had not changed much since he had been responsible for more than 60 years.

What was it like when you first met him? What does he look like now? He looks lazy and lazy, looking like an immortal.

At the beginning, this appearance was really enviable.

But when he had this privilege, he didn't feel anyone's heart, because there was no one here to envy him.

At this time, he is like those high-achieving people in the novel, all because this object is thrown into a white hairpin.