Chapter 1970 Feather
The way the little girl is holding its tail looks strange to humans who can't see it, isn't it?
The beak of the Chongming Bird pecked the back of the little girl's hand.
The moment the little girl let go, it flew high into the sky in an instant.
Chongmingniao heard the little girl's cry.
But it didn't look back.
I cried now, and my reaction was too slow.
It thought the little girl was crying because of her previous fall.
……
Chong Mingniao didn’t know how he returned to the place where he met the little girl.
The street lights illuminated the somewhat dim night.
The little girl had already left.
The Chongming Bird stared at the aperture on the ground for a while, and then flew up.
……
An inexplicably familiar cry reached its ears.
After hesitating for a while, the Chongming Bird flew in the direction where the cry came from.
……
It's the little girl from before.
Chongmingniao was surprised by this coincidence.
It didn't turn around when it heard the little girl crying.
This time, it saw the crying face of the little girl.
Her young facial features were wrinkled together, making her cheeks look even more plump and bulging with baby fat.
The little girl cried very sadly.
Of course, in Chongmingniao’s impression, human babies cry a lot.
hysteria.
I can cry for a long time.
They were all out of breath from crying, and they were still wiping away tears.
The same goes for this little girl.
……
The tired little girl fell asleep on the bed.
His facial features were still tightly wrinkled together.
The child's parents quietly walked out of the little girl's bedroom and closed the door.
"I'll get a towel."
The child's mother carefully wiped the tear stains on the little girl's face with a warm towel.
"My face is red."
The child's mother felt a little distressed.
The child's father sighed, "What do you think this child is talking about?"
"...picking up beautiful feathers along the way-"
"Later, I will remind this child not to pick up things on the ground casually."
"What if a bad person uses this method to abduct children?"
The child's father was a little scared.
"What a little fool."
The child's father slightly glared at the sleeping child.
"Yeah."
The child's mother nodded in agreement.
She reached out and pushed the child's hair behind her ears.
".Then I found a beautiful big bird."
The child's father felt like he was listening to a fairy tale.
"But the big bird flew."
"The child came back with feathers."
"The problem is, neither you nor I saw the feather in the child's hand."
"The child also said later that the feather was missing."
"And then..."
The child's father rubbed his forehead and said, "This child has been crying until now."
No matter how hard I try, I won't listen.
Just want the missing feather.
But neither he nor the child's mother had ever seen the feather the child was talking about.
Where can I find feathers for her in this short period of time?
……
"It's rare for this child to cry so hard."
The child's mother gently touched the top of the child's soft hair.
"Yes, this girl is very spooky at a young age."
"Not only did he not cry when he fell, he even came to scare us."
Thinking of the past, the child's father shook his head in amusement.
"She likes feathers so much, I will buy some online later-"
"No, why don't I go to the store to buy it tomorrow."
"So fast."
"Yeah."
The little girl's mother nodded.
She tucked the child into bed and glanced at the child's father.
The couple left the little girl's room together.
……
When the slight sound of the door closing came, Chong Mingniao approached the little girl's bed.
It looked at the sleeping little girl with an indistinguishable look in its eyes.
……
the next day.
"Ah~~!" The little girl's scream almost made the child's mother drop the spatula in her hand.
"Ahem~"
The child's father choked on a mouthful of porridge.
He coughed and his face turned red.
……
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
The child's parents rushed into the child's bedroom.
The child's mother still held a spatula in her hand.
……
"Mom, Dad, look!"
The little girl's eyes sparkled, and the vivid joy made the child as bright as the midday sun.
"Feather!"
The little girl raised her right hand.
There was excitement in the voice.
She just found it next to her pillow when she woke up.
She was stunned for a second.
Almost thought I was dreaming.
She pinched her cheek.
It hurts~
Suddenly, the confusion in the little girl's eyes dissipated, and she grinned.
Immediately, her face burst into astonishing brilliance.
The screams heard by the children's parents were made at that time,
She was so surprised.
"Feathers, feathers..."
The little girl jumped happily on the bed, "Beautiful feathers!"
……
"Mom, Dad, look!"
The little girl wants to share the good things she discovered with her parents, "Isn't it pretty?"
“Super~~ pretty, isn’t she?”
The little girl's face turned red.
It's exciting.
Her heart was full of lost feathers.
Although there is only one.
She picked up a lot of them yesterday.
However, something is better than nothing.
The little girl's eyes narrowed into crescent shapes.
……
It wasn't until her parents called her out that the little girl turned her attention to her parents.
Then, she noticed something was wrong.
The little girl has always been a smart child.
Very sensitive to people's hearts.
So, even though she was always mischievous, she never really made anyone hate her.
"Dad, mom..."
The little girl opened her eyes in confusion, "What's wrong?"
……
"An'an, you..."
The child’s mother looked at the little girl’s still raised hand and asked, “…are there feathers in your hand?”
The little girl blinked.
She stretched her hand forward a little further, with a bright smile on her face, "Well, feathers!"
The child's innocent smile and soft voice make people want to laugh.
However, the child's mother really couldn't laugh.
So does the child's father.
They looked at each other and saw worry on each other's faces.
"An'an."
The child's mother said cautiously, "Don't joke with mom and dad."
"Today is not April Fool's Day."
"Huh?"
The little girl tilted her head in confusion, "Today is not April Fool's Day in the first place."
She knows what day it is, ahem, what month it is.
As for the specific number?
The little girl's eyes wandered a little.
She really doesn't know.
"Yeah."
The little girl’s mother emphasized, “Today is not April Fool’s Day.”
"So, An'an, don't joke with your parents."
The repeated words made the little girl feel strange in her heart.
The little girl pursed her lips.
I always feel.
What my mother said was incomprehensible.
She doesn't understand.
There was also some inexplicable uneasiness.
Seeing the child's confusion and grievance, the child's mother stopped beating around the bush and said, "An'an, there are no feathers in your hands at all."
"Why not?"
The little girl retorted subconsciously.
(End of chapter)