Just a Lily of the Valley

["Have you seen Suzuli? Its flower language is purity, symbolizing eternal happiness. There is a saying that those who are sent to Lily of the Valley will be blessed with eternal happiness. Lily of the valley is an uncommon flower, and wild lily of the valley is even rarer. If it is discovered by a lucky person, it will definitely be picked away, just like people will immediately make a wish when they find a koi. Koi represents luck. Lily of the valley represents happiness. Unfortunately, once the lily of the valley is separated from the soil in which it was raised, it loses its fundamental vitality. It can be as short as a few hours, or as long as a week. No matter how much you save it, it will be of no avail, and you can't escape the fate of withering. Because of the rarity of the lily of the valley, most people don't know about it. After seeing the lily of the valley, they became very ambitious and picked it without hesitation... This is great! When the lily of the valley withers, people think their happiness is ruined! Another unfounded charge was laid on Suzuran..." The storyteller on the stage kept telling all kinds of knowledge and deeds about lily of the valley. Coincidentally, there was actually a lily of the valley spirit sitting in the audience. "First of all, I don't have the function of realizing wishes. It's very unreasonable for you to talk to me and make wishes!" "Secondly, you can't help me with happiness even if I ask a god!!" Flowers are creatures that can be seen everywhere. Because of their wide spread, the flower tribe is also called the largest news network by other fairies. The coverage is so wide that ordinary people cannot detect it. But being able to cultivate into a flower spirit and successfully transform into a human is not an easy task. Especially for a bunch of rare wild lilies of the valley. It can be said that this is something that only happens once in a hundred years. If that's the case, then it doesn't seem strange that the stupid koi doesn't know that flowers can transform. But that's not why she couldn't help but drag me down. Yes, I am that string, no, that very rare white lily of the valley that successfully transformed. It was a night with a full moon and high winds, which was especially suitable for killing people without blinking an eye. Uh... Is this how this sentence is used? Anyway, that day was the fifteenth day of the full moon, a day with abundant spiritual energy every month. I worked hard every day to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and transformed from a bunch of flowers into a person. Very happy, I successfully transformed into a girl. As for why I want to be a girl. Because I have seen many beautiful sisters squatting next to me, crying and telling me that men are all bad guys. No, no, men are too scary! I don't want to be a bad guy! My learning ability is not weak, I can even say that I am very fast. After wandering around the human world for several months, I have almost figured out basic language communication and human behavioral habits. The spiritual power in his body is slowly being used by himself skillfully, and he will really look like a human being. In addition, it is really convenient to be a flower, as there are similar species that can be seen everywhere, and you can eat the freshest melon from them. You will also hear them often mention a place or a person. According to their words, they are mountain gods. I know this, the name Mountain God has been in my ears since I grew up. It's a pity that I have never seen it. I heard the old people said it was a seven-tailed fox. I don't know who instilled the knowledge in my memory. I remember that foxes are beautiful. If a fox cultivates to the seven-tailed realm, it must be a peerless beauty. It's just that I've only patrolled once in these thousands of years... Well... Counting it down silently, I don't seem to be able to survive my reincarnation until that time. Thousand-year-old flower, does this world really exist? Even I am only a hundred years old now. I can only say that it is not easy for a flower with a delicate body and fragile body to survive till now, okay? ! A heavy rainstorm can kill me! ! Do you know what it means to be bald? ! Your hair is falling out! ! Ouch, my petals are ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. To sum up, I, Lily of the Valley, hate heavy rains. Intention: The world is not so bad yet, at least you are still in my mind