8

On Thursday, the weather was sunny and the sun was intense

A middle school affiliated to Wutong College in the city, next to the old playground

Two days after Mr. Jiang from the Forestry Bureau arrived, several groups of people came to the middle school one after another, and they all seemed to come for the plane tree in the old playground. Every time someone came, the principal would accompany them to the old playground, and the two sides seemed to be discussing something.

In the early morning, under the hot summer sun, the plane tree in the old playground looked a little weaker.

Its top irrigation was missing, and there were a few yellowish scars scattered around it.

Aoba, who was a little sleep-deprived yesterday, rubbed her somewhat sour eyes and squinted out the window.

"Now, it's snowing, where do you think this sycamore will be moved?" asked Aoba as she turned around and looked at her table mate, who was lying on the table with her eyes closed. Her tone was soft, but Xuexue, who was at the same table, could tell from her flat tone that Aoba was looking forward to her answer.

Xue didn't know what Li Qingye was expecting, she didn't think that these flowers and plants had any value worthy of special attention.

She changed the cheek on the table angrily, facing the same table, and her tone was a little impatient: "Transfer? Why transfer, no." If you really want to transfer, where can you transfer it? There are no botanical centers in Fenghua City. ”

"What? You said this sycamore tree won't move?" Aoba frowned, as if she couldn't figure it out, and she continued to ask, "Didn't you hear what the expert said last time, they said that this sycamore tree would be replaced." ”

"yes, so it won't be transferred. The same table showed an indifferent expression, pointed to the plane tree in the old playground and said, "...... Aoba, don't you think it's more cost-effective to cut it directly?"

"Chop, chop ......!"

Aoba was stunned: "Isn't that dead?"

"yes, it's dead...... They said that all the experts that Fenghua City could find had been found, and these experts all said that the vitality of the tree had come to an end and could not be saved. It is also a waste of effort to transport to other places, and it cannot be saved. If you break the point and replace it with a new one, it is just thankless to barely treat it. ”

"But...... It's the symbol of Sycamore Academy. ”

"You say it's a symbol of Sycamore Academy...... Hmph, it would be nice to change to the same sycamore. The symbol of the Sycamore Academy is the Sycamore, no bad...... Aoba, do you want to go to the new district electronics city in the afternoon, I heard that there are a lot of new products. With a wave of his hand, he decisively changed the topic.

"Nope. ”

Aoba lying on the table looked very unmotivated.

Chop ...... Can't live?

Is it dead?

Die!

So dead?

Death is always a terrible thing.

So easily, in just a few words, this sycamore, this symbol of the sycamore academy was marked as death.

......

At noon, Aoba came to the tree alone, this time not to water it, but to see it.

Touching the hard bark, she muttered to herself:

"I escaped death the other day, can you come back to life this time?"

"I'm looking forward to, I'm looking forward to your shade covering the playground again, I'm looking forward to your dead leaves giving a new spring. I'm looking forward to it, I'm looking forward to you standing here forever and ever...... Really, I'm looking forward to it, I'm looking forward to taking the most beautiful graduation photos in the shade of your tree...... Please stay strong!"

"Live strongly, because it's better to live than to die. ”

...... The bell rings, and Aoba returns to the classroom.

She didn't see the elf in the tree sitting on her shoulder, caressing her cheek affectionately.

- In the sunlight, the illusory little girl-like tree spirit sat on a branch, her face a little expectant and a little sad.

.........

Since he didn't expect that he would leave the office for such a long time this time, Ling Ning didn't bring much food with him when he left. After consuming all those special drinks a few days ago, she hadn't eaten for days.

She had investigated the city's black market and knew where to buy medical blood...... But now there is no money.

In this way, how to solve his own food has become the top priority in front of Ning.

......

"Ahh

Pat his satisfied belly, Ning walked into the Jinghua high-end residential area.

"Even if I don't have Rin, these little things really can't be difficult for me.,Survival skills alone are full of ~~"

Not long ago, Ling Ning sneaked into a nearby hospital. With her speed beyond the limits of the human eye, she unknowingly borrowed a few packs of blood bags from the blood bank. Rest assured, Ling Ning did it very carefully, with her speed exceeding the speed of sound several times at that time, there would not be the slightest trace left on any camera surveillance.

After a full meal, Ling Ning carefully cleaned his mouth again. After that, she also asked a kind little sister for an orange, put it in her mouth and chewed it again and again, trying to dispel the smell of blood, she didn't want to scare the little ghost of Aoba.

"Aoba, what's wrong?"

When she returned, Aoba was already curled up on the sofa, looking very unrefreshed.

This situation has appeared many times in the past few days, which makes Ning a little curious.

"No, nothing ......"

Seeing Ning come back, Aoba got up in a panic and tried to be as natural as possible.

"Really?"

Since Aoba didn't say it, she didn't ask much, but just paid attention to it secretly. Picking up a pillow, Ning lay directly on the sofa and watched a movie with her...... Well, it's her fifth day here. Because he was afraid of seeing Rin and was penniless, this guy stayed here with peace of mind......

"Hmph, how can I say that I am also the lifesaver of this little ghost, it doesn't matter if you stay a few more days, right?"

That's what she thinks.,It doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with it.。。。

.........

Friday, morning.

As usual, Aoba was ready to go to school after breakfast.

"Walk slowly. Ling Ning, who was only wearing underwear, came out of the bathroom and said with difficulty from his mouth that was still brushing his teeth.

"Well, I'm sorry to watch the house. ”

After Aoba left, Ling Ning began to pick up his speed. Brush your teeth, wash your face, change your clothes...... In just one minute, she solved it all. On the way to Wutong College, a woman wearing a cartoon T-shirt, holding a parasol, walked slowly.

"What? won't let you in?"

"Yes, outsiders are not allowed to enter during class hours!" The security guard looked serious, but because he was a young and beautiful woman in front of him, his tone was quite polite: "Are you looking for someone, how many years does he work?"

“...... No way. "She really doesn't know Aoba's class.

With a sigh, Ling Ning gave up his intention to enter through the main entrance and turned to leave.

......

"Sure enough, going over the wall is the king, no wonder the protagonists in the anime will have this kind of stunt. ”

Lightly crossing the school wall in an unoccupied position, Ling Ning said relaxed.

Snorting, she searched the crowd for familiar tastes. 'Ah, although there are many, many things that remain unchanged when you become a zombie, you can't eat delicious food, you hate the sun, and sometimes you want to bite people, but the benefits are also very good. Sharp five senses, strong nerves, stronger flesh. By the way, I heard Rin say I can be better......! Forget it~~'

After finding her target in the crowd, she didn't go over. Go straight to the heights and focus your sight and sound on Aoba.

"Aoba, do you want to go shopping together at noon?"

"No, I'm on duty at noon. ”

"You guy!! didn't I help you at the end of last time?"

"Huh?"

......

"Aoba, how do you do this question?"

"That's ...... Again, substitute x and ......"

......

"Cortana, look, isn't that plane tree greener?"

"Stupid Aoba, I didn't have it!"

......

After observing the whole morning, Ling Ning didn't notice anything too special.

Well, if you really want to say something special, it's that this little ghost often looks out the window in a daze.

"Sure enough, it's not a good boy, although it behaves like ......" Ning pursed her lips, and then hung her head, because she found that she was really not qualified to talk about others...... Leave without a sound, leaving behind a note without discipline.

If I were Rin, I would be angry!

The sunlight on the roof was so strong that it made her feel uncomfortable. Even if there is an umbrella to support, it can't be completely blocked.

Just as Ning was about to change to a shady place, Aoba's actions attracted her attention.

At this time, it was already a lunch break, and the students had gone home one after another, and the students had also gone to the cafeteria.

Aoba was not among them, carrying a kettle and walking towards the old playground.

"That tree?" Ling Ning muttered to himself.

"I've heard I'm going to replace you the day after tomorrow, and this may be the last time I'll water you. ”

"Is it completely gone when you die? Does the reincarnation of myths and legends really exist? I really hope it's true, so that you don't disappear completely. If there is an afterlife, you can be an animal or a human, and at least you can run away by yourself when you encounter danger......"

......

Looking at it, what Ning saw was green leaves watering the sycamores. Over her shoulder, a dryad glowing green glow sat on her shoulder. It was very weak, and the aura of life that originally belonged to the plane tree had become so dim.

Ling Ning had read a record of the tree spirit in the book that Xiao Rin asked her to copy:

A hundred years of wood, the sun and the moon, can give birth to elves. Ten years, an inch of inspiration, white, pregnant and vigorous. A hundred years, a thousand years of inspiration, color and green, the main vitality. For thousands of years, the spirit is shining, like a green star. Ten thousand years, the tree is not a tree, it can be described as a green wood god.

“...... Good bye. The dryad whispered in Aoba's ear.

These days, she knows a lot from the communication of those people, her life has come to an end, even if she wants to live hard, there is no chance...... The tree spirit is the essence of the tree, which is nurtured by the sun and the moon, and forms an independent consciousness by listening to the voice of all things...... In essence, their existence is closer to the spiritual level, like the human soul, if the body dies, the soul will have no dwelling, and will return from nature to nature.

"I'm so unwilling, I haven't felt the vastness of the sea, I haven't felt the height of the mountains, I haven't seen walking out of this school to see the world...... I... I don't want to ......" Leaving Aoba's shoulder, the tree spirit leaned against the trunk and muttered, "There is still ...... Birth of my home. ”

Ling Ning shifted her keen gaze to the top of the plane tree, and from her angle, she could see the mottled tops of the tree, layers of withered yellow leaves, all lifeless. Extending his gaze deeper, Ning discovered something.

"If that's the case, maybe I can make you laugh. ”