"ah."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took the crutch from the young man's hand.

The familiar touch gave him a feeling of peace of mind.

"Thanks."

The old man looked at Xiao Xiao.

He is a very careful child.

...

"You're welcome."

Xiao Xiao smiled.

...

"I want to thank you too."

The old lady has almost regained her composure.

"If it weren't for you, this old lady would be miserable."

...

Xiao Xiao shook his head slightly.

"Is there anything uncomfortable about you?"

"Is your foot hurt?"

Although he helped the old man in time, it is not ruled out that the old man's fall was due to a sprained foot.

...

"yes."

The old man looked down at the old lady's feet.

"Is your foot hurt?"

"No-"

Seeing that the old man still looked unwilling, the old lady moved her feet.

"Look, it's okay."

...

After a few seconds, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

He averted his gaze from falling on the old lady's feet.

"It's okay."

"Really, okay, why did you almost fall?"

"No matter how old you are, you don't need to be careful."

...

The old man scolded the old lady.

There was quite a bit of anger in his words.

...

The old lady turned her head.

Look in the direction where the petals flew away before.

"The flowers... flew away..."

The low, hoarse voice was almost silent.

...

But the old man heard it.

The expression on his face slowly became calmer.

"Fly away...just fly away..."

"...it will always fly away..."

...

"Grandma."

Xiao Xiao opened and closed his five fingers.

...

The old lady's eyes opened wider and wider.

The somewhat cloudy eyes clearly reflected the... plum blossoms in the opponent's hands?!

It was the plum blossom that she touched just now and flew away from her fingers.

this......

...

The old lady looked at the young man in front of her in disbelief.

How could the flowers that had been blown away by the wind appear in the hands of this young man?

...

"I picked it up from there."

Xiao Xiao raised his eyes and looked at the location of the wall.

...

Picked up?

there?

The old lady blinked.

Oh~.

So that’s it.

The wind just now disappeared very quickly.

Then it is very possible for the petals to fall near the fence.

After thinking about it this way, the suspicion and surprise in the old lady's heart faded a lot.

She stretched out her hand.

I want to touch the flower in the young man's palm.

No.

This probably can't be called a flower.

Just a few petals.

How can it be called a flower?

Even if these petals were picked up by this young man, the flower... is no longer there.

...

The old lady rubbed the petals with her fingers.

It has a soft texture.

"young people."

She looked at Xiao Xiao and said, "Thank you."

"saved me......"

"Also saved this flower..."

...

The old lady looked down at the broken petals for a while.

Then he slowly squatted down while holding on to the tree trunk next to him.

...

"Why?"

The old man subconsciously grabbed the old lady's arm.

Then he seemed to remember something and squatted down together.
To be continued...