The next morning, the old man didn't see anything on the bedside table.

There is no fruit either.

He was very lost.

Even a little sad.

Is it because he went too far?

They prepared gifts for him so carefully, and he was still picky...

As a result, after waking up from his nap, he subconsciously looked at the bedside table.

The hazy brain suddenly wakes up.

What did he see?

A little purple flower!

Of course, there are also the usual fruits.

…

The old man couldn't explain his feelings for a while.

I don't know whether I am more happy or moved.

And thankfully.

I am glad that the other person is not angry with me.

…

The old man wiped the corners of his eyes.

"Thanks."

"...Have you been looking for it for a long time?"

He understood that the reason why the gift was delayed for so long today was because the other party was looking for the gift he wanted.

"Thank you, it's just me, an old man, who is willful."

"But I'm really happy."

"Thank you."

…

The granddaughter of the old man asked grandpa what happened to him, why he was so happy?

He touched the child's head and said with a smile, "I met a kind elf."

Yes.

Elf.

Because it is getting harder and harder for the old man to imagine how a normal person manages to put gifts on his bedside table every day?

And you can still hear his voice.

He said he wanted purple flowers the day before, and the next day he actually sent purple flowers.

…

He had doubts about nursing.

The person most likely to do these things is a caregiver.

However, after observing for a long time and testing several times, he had to admit that his guess was wrong.

He even suddenly thought that there would be surveillance or listening devices installed in his house, right?

But this can explain that the other party heard what he said, but it can't explain why the gift appears on his bedside table every day?

If you are not a caregiver...

Could it be that the other party climbed to the fifth floor and came in through the window every day?

This is crazy.

The old man thought it was a bit ridiculous.

He shook his head.

…

He thought about closing the window.

In this way... even if the truth cannot be revealed, one possibility can be eliminated.

…

But in the end, the old man did not do so.

He was curious about who the other person was who was so kind to him... He really wanted to thank him in person...

But I am even more worried that my behavior will push the other person away.

What if the other party misunderstands what I mean and never gives him these small gifts again?

What if the other person thinks they hate these little gifts?

He doesn't want to do anything that might cause misunderstanding.

Because he really likes these little gifts.

He ate all the fruit.

He also put away all other things carefully.

Including that weird flyer.

…

The old man told himself to think of the other person as a magical and kind elf.

Not looking for roots.

Don't get to the bottom of it.

I hope that one day, the other party will be willing to appear in front of him.

…

Unexpectedly, at such an advanced age, I would encounter encounters that could only be seen in the storybooks I read as a child.

The old man's smile showed a bit of childishness.

What the old kid said really makes sense.

…

"Elf?"

The little girl tilted her head, her eyes shining brightly, "I want to see the elves too!"

"Nanny, always be a good child, and one day she will see elves."

The old man's eyebrows were relaxed and his expression was gentle.

"Really?"

The little girl opened her eyes wide.

As long as she keeps being a good child, will the elves appear in front of her?

"How could it be true?"

The older boy curled his lips.

"Elf-"

Something like that is fake.

"Hello!"

The boy on the left glared at the boy on the right.

The same look of disapproval as the boy on the right showed on his face.

"ah?"

The little girl turned to look at her brother.

There was a bit of confusion on his face.

"grandfather?"

She looked at the old man again.

"it is true."

The old man's eyes narrowed.
To be continued...