Chapter 1971 Searching
Turned his eyes away.

The little girl felt relieved when she saw that the feather was still in her hand.

She almost thought that the feather in her hand would disappear like the feather last night.

She was so frightened that she couldn't breathe for a moment.

so far so good.

The little girl patted her chest.

just
The little girl looked at her mother puzzledly.

The feather is still there, why does the mother say that there is no feather in her hand?
it's wired.

Seeing the little girl's puzzled expression, the child's mother's face instantly turned ugly.

The little girl was a little scared.

".Mother?"

"Mother of the child."

The child's father immediately pulled the child's mother and said, "You scared the child."

"An An, it's okay."

The child's father touched the child's head and said, "Now that you are awake, go wash up."

"Today's breakfast has fried dumplings that An An likes to eat."

"Really?"

The little girl suddenly became happy.

She was about to get out of bed, but she paused when she caught a glimpse of the feather in her hand.

Ok……

What about feathers?
If you take it to the bathroom, the feathers will get wet.

As if knowing what the child was hesitating about, the child's father smiled and said, "Just leave the feather in the room."

"The feather that An An likes so much must be kept well."

"is not it?"

"Ok!"

The little girl responded loudly.

She looked around, somewhat undecided about where to put the feather.

"How about the drawer?"

The child’s father suggested.

The little girl looked at the desk beside the bed.

She opened the drawer.

She took out a beautiful notebook with a pink cover.

She opened the book and put the feather inside.

Then she closed the book.

Put the notebook back in the drawer.

The drawer was pushed halfway, and the little girl pulled it open with some force.

She took out a pink-covered notebook and opened it.

Silver feathers lit up her eyes.

Great.

The feathers are still there.

The child's father laughed, "An An collected them so well, the feathers won't get lost."

"hey-hey."

This time the little girl really closed the drawer.

She jumped out of bed and skipped to the bathroom to wash up.

He was still happily shouting, "Fried dumplings, fried dumplings."

After the child left the room, the smile on the child's father's face slowly faded.

The child's mother opened the drawer.

Looking at the pink-covered notebook lying in the drawer, her expression was complicated.

She stretched out her hand.

But he was stopped by the child's father.

"When the feathers are gone, the child will start crying again."

"feather."

The child's mother had an indescribable strange expression on her face.

She seemed to want to smile, but the corners of her mouth couldn't rise. "Did you see it?"

"No."

The child's father said in a low voice, "I just watched the child put away the feathers."

“Such a close distance.”

"I didn't see anything."

"Me too."

The child's mother stroked the pink cover of the notebook with her fingers.

But the child's every move was so serious and natural.
She didn't know which of them had the problem.

The child's mother carefully took out the notebook with a pink cover.

This time the child's father did not stop him.

They flipped through the pages of the book.

There are some children's writings and drawings in the notebook.

The innocent words and pictures make people smile.

just
Looking at the last page of paper, the child's mother and father both looked a little heavy.

No.

There are no feathers in the book.

"Mom, Dad!"

The child's cries and the sound of footsteps were getting closer and closer.

"Snap~" the child's mother closed the notebook.

The drawer was closed a second before the child pushed the door open.

"Mom, Dad, what are you doing?"

The little girl tilted her head.

"Dad, if you don't eat breakfast, you won't have time to eat."

"You're going to be late for work."

"oops."

The child's father looked as if he had realized something.

"Yes, thank you An An for reminding Dad."

"Come on, let's go have breakfast together."

The child's father left the room with the child.

"Hurry up, Mom too."

The little girl turned her head and shouted.

"Ah."

The child's mother has gentle eyes and brows.

The little girl felt relieved.

The mother who was a little strange before has returned to normal.

The smile on the little girl's face became brighter.

The child's mother looked in the drawer.

His lips were unconsciously pursed.

After the child urged her again, she finally withdrew her gaze.

"coming."

The little girl went out again.

This time she wasn't holding a feather.

The first time she tried to hold the feather, her mother stopped her.

She was frightened by her mother's loud voice.

She stood there blankly.

Overwhelmed.

Scared and aggrieved.

But her mother apologized to her.

Dad also touched her head.

She likes to be touched on the head by her parents, and always feels a little embarrassed but also very happy.

Her father told her that if such a beautiful feather was lost outside, it would never be found again.

So it’s better to keep the feathers at home.

She thought what her father said made sense.

She had already lost her feather once.

She didn't want to lose her only feather again.

Her father also told her not to show the feather to anyone else.

Of course.

If her father didn't tell her, she wouldn't show the feather to anyone else.

Although she really wanted to show off the beautiful feathers she found
But she only had one feather. What if someone asked her?
When she picks up more feathers or finds the big bird and asks the big bird for more feathers, she will show the feathers to others.

This way she could give them the feathers if they liked to ask her for them.

She expressed her thoughts.

Dad touched her head again-
"Good boy."

The little girl's eyes curved into crescent shapes.

Hey.

By the time the little girl came to her senses, it was already sunset.

The little girl looked frustrated.

No feathers or big birds were found today.

so disappointed.

The little girl's obsession with feathers and big birds was beyond her parents' expectations.

"An An, are you going out to look for feathers and big birds again today?"

"Ah."

The little girl nodded, "Dad, Mom, I'm going out."

"Don't think too much about it."

The child's father comforted the worried mother, "We have already asked the child not to tell others about the feather and the big bird."

"It's fine."

"After a while, the child will forget about it because he can't find the feathers and the big bird anymore."

"Ah."

The child's mother nodded.

She had thought about taking her child to see a psychiatrist.

But in the end she gave up.

She couldn't afford the consequences if others knew that her child was seeing a psychiatrist.

There are no impervious walls in the world.

She didn't want her children to be viewed with prejudice by others.

That's all for now.

Just as the child’s father said, they just treated it as if they were playing house.

The child is just too naive to distinguish between reality and fantasy.
　ps: Thank you Cangqiong Qianjue for the reward~(*︶*)!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)