The trees without wind are quiet.

The fruit is hidden among the branches and leaves.

The old man held the windowsill with both hands and couldn't help but lean out a little.

"are u there?"

......

The old man asked again.

A gust of wind blew-

"Crazy~"

The dense tree canopy was moving.

The leaves collided with each other and made a subtle and crisp sound.

“…not here?”

The old man murmured softly.

......

The old man bowed his head.

"Yesterday's...is a farewell gift?"

Different from usual... so many gifts.

He felt something at that time.

It was just the arrival of his granddaughter interrupting his thoughts.

When I am alone again, it is time to rest.

The day passed, and he almost forgot his doubts at that time.

He is old.

Can't remember things.

Until today when he woke up and didn't see the gift, he remembered the number of special gifts yesterday.

......

"for-"

The old man pursed his lips.

If you ask why... it seems a bit inexplicable?

After all, is it possible to ask the other party to keep giving him gifts?

He is too greedy.

......

only......

Why yesterday?

The old man doesn't understand.

Why is yesterday the last day?

Yesterday there was-

The old man suddenly raised his head.

yesterday?!

Could it be...

The old man slowly showed a heart-warming smile on his face.

"You saw the old man lying alone on the bed to recuperate... and then you gave the old man a gift, right?"

"When the old man is injured healed, you will leave, right?"

Yesterday was the day after he went to the hospital for examination.

The inspection showed that he recovered well.

It can basically be said that he has recovered.

He was very happy at the time and told the other party.

It seems that the other party really heard it.

Perhaps, those gifts are not just farewell gifts, but also gifts to celebrate his recovery.

......

The old man couldn't help but sigh slightly.

He was very happy that his body recovered.

But after losing his daily gifts, he felt a little sad again.

He shook his head.

He is so old and still so unsatisfied.

Perhaps, what he regrets the most... was just not saying thank you in front of the other party.

And say goodbye to the other party.

......

"Maybe you can't hear it..."

The old man was a little nagging, "But I'm just talking about these words."

"Thank you."

"Thank you for accompanying the old man during the time when the old man was injured."

"Thank you for putting so much effort into the old man."

"The old man doesn't know who you are."

"I can't guess at all."

"I'm old and have a bad brain, so I've also posed such a big problem for the old man..."

"Are you really the magical elf mentioned in the story?"

At the beginning, he was just guessing with a bit of jokes, but the old man became more and more convinced.

"Or a elves who specialize in helping the elderly and widowed?"

The old man couldn't help but tilt the corners of his mouth.

He has never read such an elf in a storybook.

so......

He is really lucky, isn't he?

"I'm really lucky."

The old man was inspired.

"Thank you for your company during this period."

"Thank you for your gift during this period."

"hope-"

The old man paused.

The following words were almost talking to myself, "I don't know if I'll meet you again in the remaining time."

“…if you were willing to come to see me for the last time.”

The old man suddenly thought.

This doesn't matter what the elf has any concerns, right?

The more I think about it, the more I think this idea is very good.

The excited smile on the old man's face was about to bloom, and the next second, a little bitterness oozed out of the smile on the corner of his mouth.

The old man shook his head.
Chapter completed!