A black cat closed its eyes under the flowers and tried to confuse its prey. Its dark hair makes people think it is part of the night. It felt the existence of this flower, opened two bright green eyes and meowed, announcing its dissatisfaction.
"Hi," the new epiphyllum greeted it politely. "Your eyes are really beautiful."
The black cat ignored the flower. It glanced at the dimly lit room and found all the clues about its prey. Nothing, just a little impatient, wondering where to move. In the struggle to go to the kitchen or warehouse, I feel that the warehouse is more reliable.
"Don't go," Epiphyllum cried anxiously. "Can you do me a favor?"
The black cat turned around and "meowed" slowly left again, leaving the request of Epiphyllum behind mercilessly.
At this time, there was a slight sound of the key inserted into the keyhole from downstairs. The door opened and closed again, and someone came back. Epiphyllum heard the sound of dogs barking and keys touching the table, and her heart suddenly became nervous.
After a while, the dog came up. The white-haired dog rolled around the house like a snowball, and the owner didn't go upstairs. The dog looked up and sniffed in the air, and cast his keen eyes on the epiphyllum. It came running happily, turned around this epiphyllum as white as it, tilted its head, and its hair almost covered its eyes.
"Hello," Epiphyllum smiled shyly at Mr. Curious Dog. "What's your name?"
But Mr. Dog seems to be afraid. He stepped back, barked a few times and turned and ran downstairs. But it quickly ran back with a bone in its mouth. It threw the bone in front of the epiphyllum, still stepped back, let out a cry and stared at the epiphyllum with a crooked head. As if thinking, why doesn't she eat?
"Thanks, but I'm not hungry." Epiphyllum said with emotion.
Mr. Dog got it. He went to get back the treasure he had entertained his friends and was about to go downstairs.
"Wait!" Epiphyllum looked at the moon on the horizon and said anxiously, "Can you help me?"
Mr. Dog then walked back and waited quietly for his new friend to speak.
"In a few hours, I will wither." Epiphyllum hung her head sadly and looked up at the moon whose position changed gradually on the horizon. Then she said, "But I don't want to die in silence. I want to show my beauty in front of a person, hoping that someone will witness my beauty and hear someone praise me. Would you please bring your master up? Will you please bring him to me? "
But Mr. Dog still stared at her, motionless, as if unwilling to help. It cocked its head puzzled and heard the epiphyllum pleading in its ear. It suddenly shouted at the stairs as a promise to attract its owner upstairs.
"Wang Ziyou and Mimi quarreled again, didn't they? Come down! " A girl's voice came from the first floor. "It's not good to scream again, Wang Zi!" Mr. Dog seems to turn around the epiphyllum helplessly again. He called twice again, wagging his tail and running downstairs, as if to comfort her and say "Don't worry".
After a while, Epiphyllum vaguely heard the movements of the master and Mr. Dog. She could guess that Mr. Dog bit his master's trouser leg and insisted on pulling him upstairs, but the master was puzzled. She kept asking, "Wangzai, where are you taking me?" The pace is clearer every second, and the epiphyllum is more nervous every second. She is not sure whether she can get sincere admiration. She doesn't know whether this person will tell others tomorrow or one day-she has seen a beautiful epiphyllum.
Mr. Dog led his master up and stopped in front of Epiphyllum. Epiphyllum hurriedly bowed her head in shame and dared not look up at the girl. She just wants to hear compliments. What happened? The host didn't praise her immediately, and Epiphyllum looked up. I saw the owner look away and ask Mr. Dog, "What's the matter, Wangzai? What do you want me to do upstairs? "
"woof!" Mr. Dog pulled his master closer and shouted in the direction of Epiphyllum as if to say, "Look!" "
"It smells good." The host took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Epiphyllum was ashamed and happy when she heard this. She thought, the host should praise her for her beauty next, and maybe she will call more friends to enjoy it. But then there was silence. The master seems to have something on his mind. She crouched down, touched Mr. Dog's hair and murmured, "Wangzai, it's epiphyllum." But my eyes ... my eyes can't see. "
Epiphyllum can't help feeling cold. It turns out that this girl is blind. Her beauty is destined to be witnessed by no one. She will wither soon. After that, no one in the world will remember what kind of flowers opened on this night, and who will remember?
She thought sadly that she was about to cry. The host reached out a hand and touched her petals. Epiphyllum felt the temperature of the fingertips. She doesn't know how to describe this wonderful contact. This kind of touch makes the temperature in her heart rise, releasing more fragrance to return. If you can't remember my beauty, remember my taste. She was relieved.
Epiphyllum saw the moon, and it had quietly stopped at the roof of a building. A cat passed by the rooftop, and it suddenly stopped in the soft moonlight, reflecting the shadow of a black cat. The cat looks at a place in the distance. I don't know if I'm thinking about something that no one has said. Is it about a mouse in the warehouse or a fish in the distant sea?