"Do you like jasmine?" Riley Sully took the initiative to speak.
Shane Winchester was silent for a while, jasmine?
Like it?
"Probably can't say I like it... but after all, for some days, every day, every second, I hoped it could come back to life." Shane Winchester also turned his head, his gaze falling on that jasmine plant.
These few years, this plant hasn't died.
It has always been a bare branch, making his meticulous care every day seem like a joke.
He didn't know how many times he thought it would never come back to life, but he still tended to it as if possessed, even considering it more important than his own life.
Fortunately, nowadays it has bloomed buds, pale white flowers, emitting a faint, serene fragrance.
"It was once hurt." Riley Sully said with certainty.
"Yes, I once... destroyed it..."
Riley Sully was slightly startled, watching him lost in thought, while his eyes seemed distant, recalling something.
