Oh no! After I Reincarnated, My Moms Became Son-cons!

Elves may lack anything but flowers.

Ling Yue stood up and looked at the flower in my hand with a complex look. She then looked at me, and let out a heavy sigh. She got up from the bed and walked up to me. She gently picked up the flower in my hand and gently stroked the yellow flower petal. Then she walked out of the tent without saying a word to me.

Despite her not saying anything, I still had to show my sincerity.

It was the first time she left her room in a while, and she was full of hostility for me this time, as though she was worried my purpose for entering her tent was to go down on her again… It was a big improvement for her to walk up to my side, and exit the tent with me…

I followed her, but she didn’t concern herself with me. However, I noticed that she walked at a certain pace to accommodate me. She didn’t turn back to look at me, but I understood what she was indicating. We walked with one of us in front of the other in silence. Nonetheless, we didn’t separate at any point. We walked up to the mountain slope at the rear together.

This place was comparable to a small cliff. It was as if a left over section when the large canyon was split. Ling Yue held the flower solemnly, and sat down on the edge of the cliff.

The night breeze gently blew her hair. She looked at the cold wind blowing from the North with sadness in her crescent-moon blood-red eyes. The wind whistled as if it carried with it the dreary and bloody years. The breeze made the yellow flower petals sway gently like her hair.

I stood next to her in silence. A moment after, Ling Yue pat the spot next to her, so I sat down next to her. He then clasped the flower tightly and asked, “Do you like flowers?”

“Do you think I would let you sit next to me if I didn’t?” Ling Yue held the flower up to her nose and sniffed it. She then lowered her head and went on “Thank you. I never said I liked flowers, but you still knew. The climate in the North makes it unsuitable for planting flowers. There are only these small yellow flowers. My father used to bring me back a bouquet of flowers after going to the palace. I really liked them, but I don’t think I ever planted any.”