Horror Plant Shop

This is the Chinese plant store in Chinatown, USA. Here you can buy any plant you want.

"It's no longer popular to lie on the ground and wait for someone to pick it up." A handsome Chinese young man said toward a pillow core-like object lying on the curb, "Seeing that you also have 500 years, I'll help you out." The youth smiled ...... "Boss, is there anything here that makes people pretty and beautiful?" Inside the Chinese plant store, a fat girl with freckles looked expectantly at the boss, the handsome Chinese youth.

Yes, Clarice was so ugly and full of freckles that she was afraid to look at people when she walked down the street. Every person, every woman was better looking than her. She had too low self-esteem, and she didn't have the money to pay the high beauty bills. She also can't control her appetite and often dreams of becoming slim overnight, waking up even more ashamed of herself.

"Maybe this will help you." The youth smiled and handed over a pillow insert-like object.

"What is this? It can help me?" Clarice was surprised.

"It's a plant called 'dogwood bag', just take it back and try it. No need to pay if you don't like it." The youth smiled, "But please note that you can't use it for more than 48 hours."

In the room, Chris sat on the bed holding the "pillow core" and repeatedly looked at it. How can this be used, can it be used as a pillow?

Suddenly, Kris felt a long slit in the "pillow core". Huh? Just now there is no it. Chris turned the "pillow core" over and stared at the seam, wondering what it contained, and could not help but put his hand inside. Just touching the inside, a huge suction came from the slit, sucking Chris's whole body in.

After the dizziness, Clarice discovered to her horror that she had come to a huge space, boundless, the floor, a pillow-like soft cotton material. Empty, silent, no one, no sound, Kris curled up into a ball in fear.

I don't know how long it took, Clarice was too sleepy. "If only there was a big, soft bed," Kris murmured. At the word, a part of the ground in front of Chris began to rise, soft cotton slowly and automatically gathered. In a short while, a big bed exactly like what Chris imagined in her mind appeared in front of Chris's eyes.

Kris was stunned. The bed was soft, comfortable, and completely different from what she had thought!

What if I don't want it anymore? Just thinking, the big bed, in front of Kris's eyes slowly disintegrated and turned back to the cotton stuff laid on the floor.

Chris's eyes widened and she breathed heavily, so I can have whatever I want! Clarice's voice began to tremble, "So, I want to go home?"

"Abruptly", a large wide crack appeared in front of Clarice. As soon as Chris stepped out of that crack, she fell back into her room. Next to her, was the "pillowcase".

Slowly, Clarice figured out the purpose of the pillow insert. In it, you can have whatever you want, as long as you can think of, it can get you out, even if it is a living human or animal. You can even arrange their minds, personalities, looks, and body shapes. The only regret is that you can't take them out, and you can't eat the food inside, you can only bring something in yourself. However, it can absorb the waste you expel.

There, Clarice built her kingdom, the kingdom she wanted. It's a fact that she can't change her looks or her body, but she can make every woman in this kingdom look worse and fatter than she is! Now she's the prettiest, slimmest woman here, every man here is crazy about her, she's the queen, the queen who rules it all!

This was the place that would give her all the confidence she needed, no need to worry about her looks, no need to lose weight, she didn't want to go back to that real world that filled her with low self-esteem. She stayed inside longer and longer, forgetting more and more about the youth's advice to her "no more than 48 hours". Finally, she no longer wanted to go back outside, and could not go back...

"What, have you eaten enough?" In the girl's bedroom, the youth smiled at a slightly blue pillow insert lying on the bed. The pillow core squirmed itself slightly as if it was satisfied.

(Dogwood bag: an ancient Japanese demon plant, few in number, usually in a state of sleep, waking up once a hundred years to replenish nutrients. Food is the spirit and body of the human being who has sunk into the world inside its body. (As long as humans have enough desire and greed, the race of cornelian bags will continue to reproduce and live on, won't it?)

"I want to buy a flower, the rarest and most unique flower under the sky! It doesn't matter how much it costs!" A rich lady of about nineteen years old said.

"Yes, our store will never let our customers down." A young Chinese man smiled.

He walked through a long corridor, came to a pavilion room, and pushed open the door, "Miss, please see." The youth said.

"This is ...... people?" The young lady couldn't believe it.

Inside the attic room, stood an exceptionally handsome man with long shiny silver hair and a pair of blue eyes, gentle eyes that warmed everyone around him. The man wore a white robe of ancient Greece, handsome as the gods and goddesses of Greek mythology.

"He is not a human being, but a 'two-life flower' growing in eastern China, one of the most amazing plants. He has an elegant demeanor and is very gentle, I am sure you will get along well." The youth smiled.

"What are you looking at?" Alice was curious.

"Nothing." The silver-haired man turned back, smiled gently, and walked toward Alice.

Alice had brought back the silver-haired man for almost two months, and she had given him a very nice name - Yes because he was like a star in the night, emitting soft starlight. Alice knew that she had fallen in love with him long ago, from the first moment she saw him. He was so gentle, so thoughtful, and the way he looked at her, was so gentle that her heart melted. But she knew that he did not love her, because, in the eyes of Yes, there was only the love for her, not the love for her. Yeles' eyes, often revealing faint mourning, sometimes, Yes would stand quietly in front of the window, looking at the distant east, just like today. Alice could feel that more than nostalgia for home, Yes was more of an expectation, an expectation of a future lover.