Tom in the Town of Violet: Blake's Game and Light Blue Flowers

(xvii) Blake's Game

After talking to Frog and Buck, Tom fell into deep thought, he felt that the dark clouds in his heart were dispelling, and his sad mood was much more cheerful, but this did not let him get rid of the shackles of confusion.

It wasn't until late at night, when sleepiness swept over Tom's body, that he fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, when Tom was about to go to Blake, Blake had already come to to find Him.

"Yesterday evening, my flower child asked a squirrel to tell me about you in the forest, and I thought about coming to you today, just now my aunt happened to be feeding the chickens in the yard, and she said you were in your room, and I came up." Blake said as he followed Tom into the room. "What are you going to do?"

"I'm confused, Blake." Tom shook his head as he told Blake in detail everything that had happened yesterday

"Ah... I understood that part of the forest, and it seemed that the frog and Mr. Buck had a point, and they both felt that the flowers were as heavy as the world at opposite ends of the scale. However, Mr. Buck is a cat living in a small town. Blake nodded.

"Yeah, Blake, that makes me feel embarrassed. I was used to having a flower in my life, used to being with her, and she told me that maybe we didn't belong to each other. Tom lay down on the windowsill, looking out into the forest in the distance, where there was a flower that he had been worried about day and night. He chanted, "I think she rejected me, but for me, is that the end of it?" I was a little reluctant. ”

"It's really hard to make a decision," Blake said as he lay on Tom's bed.

"Yeah, Blake..."

Neither of them spoke until Blake opened his mouth.

"Tom, if you really can't make a choice, or if that flower really deserves your liking, let's make a game." Blake proposed, "I ask you to answer, and then compare it with my rating of my flowers, and judge whether you should continue to wait or give up?" ”

"Q&A? What a fresh thing. Tom was a little surprised and sat back in his chair, "Tell me, what are you going to ask?" ”

"The rule is that I ask questions, you score them, and you score ten out of ten, just like we do in school classes." Blake said.

"All right, Blake." Tom said, "Then you ask questions." ”

"How many points do you score for this floral appearance?"

"Ten." Tom blurted out, but soon realized he was talking too fast.

"So fast? It's ten, then the next one..." Blake was a little surprised, but still laughed.

"Wait a minute, Blake, do you want to be real?"

"Of course!"

"Then I'll lower it a little bit and score eight." Remembering the light blue petals and soft figure of the flower, it only takes a little sunlight to make her beautiful, "if there is a little less thorn, it will be just right," he thought to himself.

"My flowers are nine points." Blake said proudly.

"Poof, it's cunning, close to a perfect score."

"Then the next one, personality," are you two similar?"

"We're pretty much like it, we're not very confident. When you make up your mind, you may not be able to make up your mind for a long time. There were very few children close to me, and she stayed away from her sisters and didn't initiate contact with them. But in fact, it is very comfortable to get along... We all thought the witch was terrible, but we were sure she wasn't in the forest, at least not to her... I think, Blake, I'll give it an 8 for that part. ”

"Yes, that's fine." Blake didn't make any comments, but continued to ask: "Regarding personality, do you have anything you don't like about her, or when you like and don't like her, you score a few points, and the higher the score, the more you like her." ”

Tom remembered the hesitation of the flower in responding to him, and a little unhappiness arose in his heart, "Then 8 points." Tom said, "I don't like her hesitation and twisting... But conversely, Blake, am I not like this too? ”

"Hmmm... Well...... I know. Blake nodded, then said, "Finally, do you think you know her?" ”

Tom began to reminisce, and Flowers did rarely talk to herself about her past, and when they got along, they were like keeping a diary of each other.

"Don't know, Blake." Tom shook his head and said, "Knowing personality may not help me, we get along like a diary." ”

"Okay, Tom, that's the end of the game." Blake said.

(xviii) That light blue flower?

"Personality is very important, and it determines whether you are comfortable with each other. But for now, you still don't know much about her. "There are no perfect flowers in the forest, and neither do mine, but we all know each other, so we rarely argue." ”

"I know, Blake, but I don't have my own flowers." Tom said.

"Tom, that flower is too far away for you, and so are you for her." Blake said, "But you rated her very high, which proves that you really like her." ”

"But what about this? Black. Tom looked out the window, "Maybe in her opinion, I'm no different from other little boys. ”

"Maybe, but you still like her, don't you?"

"I think so... Black. Tom reluctantly admitted, "If I could, I still wanted to tame myself with her." ”

"Is it?"

"I'm different from you, Blake. For me, knowing a flower is tiring, and it takes two springs to have the courage to reacquaint myself with a flower. Tom said frankly, "When I hope to have a new start, I don't want to leave her like this." ”

"If you really think so, then I think you can continue to insist." Blake said, "Forgetting her is not an easy task, and if she is really a slow flower, two months is not enough for her to know you." ”

"Help me this time, Blake." Tom said.

"Then I'll tell you a secret, Tom." Blake whispered, "This matter can only be known by the little boys who have successfully tamed each other with the flowers, and this is what the flowers tell us, and it is also their tradition and secret." ”

"Let's hear it." Seeing that Blake looked serious, Tom couldn't help but approach him.

"Tom, those flowers have names."

"Name? Flowers and names? Tom said in surprise.

"Yes, when you have tamed each other, according to the custom of flowers, you should name her. This is the secret between you and your flowers, the name you give her is like the stars gathered in the night sky, her life will be lit up, and from then on her heart will slowly split into two halves, half giving you thoughts and love, and the other half shedding tears for this name. ”

"Flowers can also shed tears, just for a name... Is this important to her? Tom asked incomprehensibly.

"Listen to me, Tom, sooner or later the flower will be completely withered, and if you don't remember her name, even if you have a good time together, you will forget her." Blake's eyes flashed a trace of sadness.

"But there is the petal of eternity..."

"The name is the meaning of the petal of eternity!" This is proof that a flower has loved you. It's not just watering, it's something you can do by her side. A flower's love for you will not disappear as she completely withers. ”

It was like witnessing a thunderclap in the spring, Andm's heart froze for a moment.

Blake stared at Tom, patiently waiting for Tom's answer.

Tom stood up and lay down in front of the windowsill, looking out over the forest in the distance.

That flower, that pale blue flower...