"What else?"

The old man looked at her and smiled helplessly: "You haven't finished what you just said. What else should be put in the crystal coffin?"

"flower."

Medolam's voice was soft, and his eyes were full of reminiscences, "My crystal coffin should be filled with flowers. The varieties of flowers should be the ones you gave me the most when I was a child. Also, remember not to let them rot.

oh."

"I remember."

The old man said seriously.

"So……"

Medolam looked at him with vague eyes, raised his right hand, gently touched his face with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "It's time to say goodbye."

"Brother, see you in the world after death."

"If you want to be punished by the gods, then I will accompany you."

After saying this, the beauty gently closed her eyes.

Her raised right hand slowly fell down like withered flower petals.

Medolam just lay on the rocking chair next to the grape trellis, with his eyes closed and a smile on his face. He seemed just a little sleepy and wanted to take a nap.

"call--"

The old man's body trembled and he took several deep breaths. Then he stretched out his hands tremblingly and helped her wrap the blue blanket around her body. He sat next to her and looked at the horizon.

His cloudy brown eyes seemed slightly moist.

At this time, the dark red sunset on the horizon of the grassland completely set.

The last ray of dusk's afterglow disappeared.
Chapter completed!