Chapter 1972 A Feather

After a long time, the child will know it himself.

The child's mother told herself this again and again.

Be patient.

Everything will return to normal.

"ah!"

The little girl couldn't help but scream.

The passers-by on the side couldn't help but look over in the direction of the sound.

Seeing that it was a little girl, they all smiled kindly.

feather!

After so many days, the little girl finally found the feather again.

The little girl bent down hastily and picked up the feather.

It was like a replay of what happened a few days ago.

The little girl followed the fallen feathers.

When she picked up the last feather, she looked up and saw the big bird she had been thinking about.

The large bird with silver-white feathers was glowing with a faint light, like a visitor from Gensokyo.

A surprised smile appeared on the girl's face.

"Big Bird!"

Perhaps frightened by her voice, the big bird flapped its wings and flew away.

The little girl chased after him for a long time.

But the big bird was still lost.

"hu~hu~"

The little girl rested her hands on her knees and gasped loudly.

"What's wrong? Why are you panting so hard?"

A familiar voice.
Little girl looking up -
"Mother?!"

"Mom, why are you here?"

The child's mother was somewhat puzzled by the child's question, "Why am I here?"

“My home is right here.”

"An'an, what's wrong with you?"

"You don't even recognize your own home?"

The little girl straightened up slowly.

She turned and looked around.

Only then did he realize that she had returned to the downstairs of her home without him noticing when.

".Why?"

The little girl blinked and said, "I"

She looked down at her hands and said, "Ah!"

the little girl screamed.

"What, what's wrong?"

The girl's mother was shocked.

"The feather is gone."

The little girl had a sad face.

She raised her hand.

The fingers still maintained the posture of tightly grasping something.

But it's just a posture.

There was nothing in my fingers.

The child's mother was stunned.

"Did you find the feather?"

This seems to be the first time the child has found a feather in recent days.

"Ah."

The little girl responded while looking down.

Did it fall somewhere?
A gust of wind blew.

The girl reached out and brushed away the strands of hair that were falling in front of her eyes.

"An'an."

The child's mother bent down and tucked the child's hair behind his ears.

"Let's go."

The child's mother held out her hand, "Go home and tell me what you found today, okay?"

The little girl blinked.

She subconsciously reached out and held her mother's hand, ".Yeah."

"An'an?"

The little girl was halfway through her meal when she suddenly jumped off her chair and ran to her room.

The child's parents were stunned.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

They put down their bowls and chopsticks and followed the running child.

The little girl opened the drawer and took out a notebook with a pink cover.

"Shuush~"

This is the sound of papers rustling.

"Whoo~"

The silver-white feathers reflected in her pupils, and the little girl smiled comfortably.

Great.

The feathers are still there.

The child's parents looked at each other.

What they were told before contacting the child, they understood the reasons for their child’s behavior.

".I really like feathers."

The child’s father sighed.

".Um."

The child's mother nodded slightly.

She once asked the child's father to buy some feathers for the child, but the child rejected them.

Said no one was prettier than her feathers.

Instead, it made the child love his feathers even more.

In response to this, the child's mother didn't know what expression to make except a wry smile.

"what?"

The little girl rubbed her eyes and seemed to see something in a daze.

She turned her head.

The next second, the little girl opened her eyes wide.

"feather?!"

A silver-white feather lay quietly beside the little girl's pillow.

A halo of light flows over it.

The girl's eyes sparkled.

The little girl picked up the feather.

A look of surprise.

Suddenly she thought of something and rushed to the desk.

She opened the drawer and took out a pink-covered notebook that she had flipped through countless times.

After a few seconds, the little girl was stunned.

"Hey?"

The little girl flipped through the book again.

I turned to the last page.

Don't Have
The little girl picked up the notebook and shook it.

Nothing fell out.

"An'an?"

The girl's mother pushed the door open and asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing the pink-covered notebook in front of the girl, a hint of obscurity flashed across the girl's mother's eyes.

Soon, the child's mother laughed, "Looking at feathers again?"

"mom!"

The little girl yelled, "The feather is gone!"

“It’s clearly in the notebook.”

"The feather in the book is missing..."

"But a feather appeared next to the pillow."

The child's anxious look and unclear words due to his fast speaking speed made his mother a little confused.

"An An, don't be anxious."

"Speak slowly."

"What happened?"

"what happened?"

At this time, the child's father also came in.

Because of the feather incident, the child's parents have paid more attention to their child during this period.

A few minutes later, the child's parents finally understood what had happened.

"Maybe you remembered it wrongly?"

The child's mother guessed, "You took the feather out to look at it last night, and then you fell asleep, so the feather naturally did not return to the book, but was on the bed."

The child's father nodded.

He has the same opinion as the child's mother.

It's normal for children to fall asleep quickly and forget things in their bed.

The little girl shook her head subconsciously, "No, yesterday"

The little girl tilted her head.

She can't remember what happened before she went to bed yesterday.

"Did you look at the feathers before bed?"

the child's mother asked.

Both she and the child's father know that the child has developed a habit of looking at the feathers before going to bed.

"Ah."

The little girl nodded.

She knows this.

The feathers are super beautiful.

She loves feathers so much.

So every day I can't help but take out the feathers and look at them many times.

Including before bed.

"That's right."

The child's mother tapped the child's forehead with her finger and said, "Little fool, you must have fallen asleep while lying on the bed looking at feathers yesterday."

"Y-really?"

The little girl covered her forehead.

There was a hint of disappointment on his face, "I thought there were two feathers."

It turned out that the feather she found next to her pillow was the same feather she had placed in the notebook.

"Little greedy ghost."

The child's mother laughed.

"Why is there a new feather next to my pillow for no reason?"

"Um"

"Big Bird gave it to me!"

The little girl blinked her eyes and smiled innocently.

"hehe."

The child's father and mother both laughed.

"That big bird is like Santa Claus."

"I will also give An An a gift."

The little girl's search for feathers and the big bird lasted for a long time.
(End of this chapter)