Feeling a little complicated, I wiped my face and quietly withdrew from the hut.

Really, it must have been the last time it rained, Changtong carelessly didn't fix the house, look, it's still leaking.

Didn't cry, really, I didn't cry.

I'm a dryad, I'm an eight-hundred-year-old goblin, how could I be so ashamed?

I sat on the branch, my eyes never off the hut, I was afraid that I was expecting something, I should be expecting something, but I was doomed to disappointment.

The door of the hut had not been opened for a whole afternoon, and the sound of shame could be heard clearly even from outside.

No matter how simple I am, I'm 800 years old, and I know what that means.

Actually, I could have blocked these voices, but I didn't do it, probably only this kind of pain can make me sober and not do anything irreparable.

Yes, probably the saddest thing is that he doesn't like me, but I am alone.

Just go to sleep.

I have set up an enchantment on this mountain, and if someone no taller than me enters, he will lose his way and die in this mountain, so that he should be able to protect the two of them.

I just slept in myself, as an ordinary tree.

Changtong soon noticed that something was wrong with me, and he thought I was running out to play again when he didn't see me, but in the autumn my leaves began to turn yellow, which surprised him.

In the past five years, I have been evergreen all year round, and I have never had a yellowish leaf.

He wandered under my tree every day, adding three points of sorrow between his eyebrows and eyes, and he has been getting along day and night for five years, and he has always been unable to turn a blind eye.

Every night after he rested, Miansheng also quietly ran out to water me and lick the fat.

"Anyway, you also saved our lives, we can have today, thank you a lot, get better quickly, Changtong and I are very worried about you." He was alone under the tree and talking.

It's really the same as Changtong.,It's all talkative.。

Although I am sleeping in the tree, I can still hear the sound outside, which makes me very puzzled, I know that Miansheng can see that I am happy with Changtong, so shouldn't he hate me, why should he take care of me every day?

I don't know, but I can't afford to hate him.

In fact, I can see quite clearly, Changtong has been very happy since he came to Miansheng, and his current expression is something I haven't seen in the previous five years.

Then I'll be quite content, and I won't have the dream that he likes me, I like him, as long as he's happy.

I can weave a world for them and keep them safe.

Changtong wants to protect it, and Miansheng naturally needs to protect it, because they say, I'm their friend.

Friend, it's really good, too.

Now that I've seen it, I don't sleep in the trees all day, and occasionally come out to chat with them.

"Hey, what's your name, I can't keep feeding you." Miansheng asked, he was actually very shy, so he always pretended to be bigger than the sky, which was really cute.

I was stunned for a moment, smiled and diverted the words, but my heart sank to the bottom, the demon is really different from people, people can exchange names at will to express their friendliness, but the name of the demon can not be known at will.

"Don't you have a name?" He wasn't fooled, and looked at me with a little guilt in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I mentioned your sadness." ”

I couldn't help but laugh: "What kind of sad thing is this? ”

"Midori." Changtong clapped his hands, nodded solemnly and said, "From now on, you will be called Xiaolu." ”

Really, what's that name?

If I become a great monster in the future, and I pick the mountain of another monster, and people tell me to leave my name, I shout: "Little Green!" ”

It's a bit of a shame to think about.

But looking at Changtong and Miansheng's two pairs of sparkling eyes, the rejection that came to his mouth was swallowed back.

Alas, forget it, little green is little green.