Want a Mint?

Bo Qing is a mint plant that gained human form at the foot of a snowy mountain. As times changed, he moved out of his old home and bought a small courtyard in the suburbs.

One day, a tenant moved in.

He paid generously, was quick and handy, and toured attractions like a special forces soldier, staying busy from morning to night. Bo Qing only had to space out for a moment before the tenant had completely renovated his little courtyard.

Bo Qing: “...”

The tenant was traveling alone and wanted a pet for company.

Bo Qing was slowly thinking about what kind of low-maintenance animal could live in the courtyard when he saw the handsome, upright man point to a potted plant in the corner.

“Could I have one of these? I’d like to take care of it.”

Bo Qing watched him carry off his true form.

“...?”

Sheng Yixiao had spent half his life working himself to the bone in a big city in the east, until he finally landed in the hospital.

After being discharged, he decided to travel far and wide. Passing through a certain place, he saw a young man lounging in a wicker chair in the sun. Sunlight filtered through the vine leaves and fell in flecks on his exotic cloak, like a painting.

What a laid-back life.

He decided to stay there for a while.

The young man became his landlord. The landlord lived alone year-round, but was terribly careless about daily life, so Sheng Yixiao couldn’t help tidying up. He tidied up, and tidied up, and tidied up...

Life was relaxing and pleasant. He even got a pot of mint from the landlord and kept it by the window.

After that, the handsome young man would appear in front of him from time to time.

Blue sky and white clouds, green vines and red earth. The breeze swept through the courtyard, carrying the scent of the young man.

Sheng Yixiao held the mint close and sniffed it, then looked at the young man.

Landlord, you smell so good...

Bo Qing didn’t understand what humans were thinking. He was patient, and figured that one day he’d get his true form back.

One day, he unhurriedly waited for the man to finish kissing and hugging him, then suddenly noticed that his true form was missing a leaf.

There was a leaf in the man’s water glass.

The human had an astonishing appetite for mint. He seemed to have endless mint recipes to try, and was also fond of holding Bo Qing close to sniff and kiss him.

Bo Qing: “...”

“You can’t eat it...” He was still slow to speak. After being kissed many times, and blushing all over, he finally added, “Why not eat me instead? I taste like mint too.”

*A 2,600-year-old mint-scented landlord who takes life at a leisurely pace × a traveler who rushes through life, always working and always in a hurry.

Theme: Mint, mint.