My Witch Nichang (MTL) (1)

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Really.

Sometimes I feel that I may never be able to really adapt, and this child will appear once in a while from time to time, the kind of surprise that can directly touch the bottom of my heart.

She never thought about her birthday, but she remembered me, and missed the gift when it snowed. It was really ... I was speechless, lowered my head, and raised my eyes to look at her. He closed the corner of his mouth and restored the smile on his face.

After that, she looked at her eyes quietly and listened to the voice.

She didn't notice anything on the other side, she just continued to take care of herself, and told me how she found the two stones, and how she used the sword that Master gave her to cut it a little bit into the desired shape. I silently Listening, but seeing her talking, seeming to think of something disturbing, and slowly frowned.

"What's wrong?" I asked, reaching out and rubbing her frown.

She has always been a child who does not like to show weakness, especially in front of me. At this moment, when I asked, her eyes flickered. After looking at it for a few moments, she finally made up her mind and opened her mouth a little bit worried.

"But ..." She said, "After talking so much, this thing is still not good enough. I am not satisfied with it myself. It ’s bad for Master and you."

Suddenly, I wondered: "What's wrong? Isn't it pretty good? I like it."

"But you see." She put those two little things in front of me again, even closer than before: "It was very smooth. After the engraving, it is not as good as the stones on the river beach. Comfortable. "

It was too close, and I leaned back slightly to take a closer look, and found that, as Lian Er said, there were traces of shaved traces on the solid-colored colored stone. Makes the feel rough.

In fact, she wanted to persuade her that it was okay, to tell her that courtesy was light and affectionate, and she didn't care about the truth of the matter, but she knew the nature of the child. She was easy to go extreme about the things she cared about. It's very heavy, and I'm afraid that there will be a win or lose in my subconscious. I'm not willing to give it to me the last time. If I speak directly to her with this set of grandiose rhetoric, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive.

The most appropriate thing is to think of a way to help her solve this problem ...

Thinking about it that way, her head fluttered, thinking of the stones on the river beach she just glanced at the water around her unexpectedly, and suddenly she had a clever move. I laughed, "Exercise, I have."

"What?" She tilted her head to look here, not very excited, but her eyes were looking forward.

"The reason why the pebbles on this beach are smooth is because the flowing water has been washed away for a long time." I explained to her: "So, just find a net to put these two stones together and put them in the rapids, and wash them by the force of nature. , It must be smooth and moist, and any scars can be removed, except ... "

"But what?" She urged.

"It's just that I'm afraid it will take a lot of time, and this will not happen overnight ..."

The eyes that had just been brightened were darkened again: "I just don't have time, Master's birthday, it will be a few days away ..."

Now is the time.

I laughed lightly, soothing, and kissed her affectionately, inadvertently touching a piece of skin around the waist, soft and warm, suddenly felt a little weird.