"No wonder Grandma Xi has been waiting for so long..."
Zhang Bo murmured.
...
"No."
Zhuge Yun shook his head.
"This has nothing to do with whether it is a monster or not."
Zhuge Yun explained, "Waiting for this is a unilateral act of Grandma Ji."
"No matter whether the other party is a monster or a human, it is difficult for Grandma Xi to wait for people without knowing it."
...
"……Too."
Zhang Bo nodded.
......
"It was found by the third brother who helped Grandma Ji."
Zhao Luzheng has a certain determination.
...
"That's right."
Xiao Xiao bent the corners of his mouth.
“Lucky.”
"The Fei, who the old lady is waiting for, is a friend I know."
...
"ah?"
Zhang Bo and the others opened their mouths wide.
"Really, really?"
...
"It's a coincidence?"
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"Yes."
"It's such a coincidence."
...
"What a coincidence..."
Zhuge Yun was talking aloud.
"Last brother, you are like an elf who fulfills human wishes..."
"Everything is so coincidental to you..."
...
"Then you look down on me."
Xiao Xiao shook his head with a smile.
"I'm not that far."
...
"You are already very good..."
Zhuge Yun's mouth twitched slightly.
...
"Then you mentioned the gift from the monster that Grandma Thistle received..."
Zhuge Yun was still thinking about the gifts.
Didn’t the third brother know that he was good?
He's used to it.
Now he wants to know more about the gift.
...
"Gift?"
"The monster's gift?"
Zhang Bo and Zhao Luzheng almost spoke in unison.
A little bit of doubt and curiosity appeared on their faces.
What gift?
What would be the gift from the monster?
It turns out that monsters can also give gifts...
...
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"It's a gift that is very special for Grandma Thistle."
...
"What?"
Zhuge Yun couldn't wait to ask.
"Is it a magical prop?!"
...
Zhang Bo's Adam's apple moved.
He subconsciously wanted to refute.
But before he said that, he hesitated.
There are all monsters.
The so-called magical props...
Isn't it so whimsical?
...
Zhao Lu was holding his hand.
Waiting for Xiao Xiao's answer with his breath.
...
After a little stunned, Xiao Xiao smiled.
These people...
He really thinks better than him.
It's a pity...
He shook his head.
"No."
"It's a gift Grandma Thistle once wanted."
...
"Why?"
The few people who were a little disappointed to hear that the props were not magical and were slightly disappointed immediately became energetic again.
A gift Grandma Thistle ever wanted?
"What?"
...
Xiao Xiao bent the corners of his mouth.
“A red butterfly.”
...
"Red butterfly?"
Zhang Bo and others repeated these words at the same time.
...
"Um."
Xiao Xiao nodded.
"past……"
Xiao Xiao told Zhang Bo and others the story of Grandma Ji, Fei and Butterfly.
"... Fei happened to find a red butterfly. When he thought of Grandma Xi's words in the past, he caught the butterfly and gave it to Grandma Xi..."
...
"Oh~"
Zhang Bo and others were all a little emotional.
"This is really a fairy tale."
Zhuge Yun grinned.
After many years, the little girl and the monster reunited again.
The little girl has become an old lady.
The monster doesn't remember the little girl anymore.
The story is about to come to a regrettable ending...
A plug-in appeared.
Xiao Xiao reminded the monster of the little girl.
What he meant was that with Xiao Xiao’s help, the monster remembered the little girl.
...
The monster recognized the little girl.
This is not a climax.
The monster not only remembered the little girl, but also remembered the little girl's time to get along with her in the past, and what the little girl said.
I remembered the little girl’s regret back then.
Then…..
The climax is coming.
The monster made up for the little girl's regret back then.
The monster really found a red butterfly-
Although it seemed that the red butterfly appeared at the right time...
But this doesn't matter.
Importantly, the monster saw the red butterfly and caught the red butterfly.
The most important thing is that the monster gave the red butterfly he caught to the little girl of that year, that is, Grandma Xi now.
...
"That red butterfly..."
Zhao Luzheng suddenly said, "Does Grandma Ji want to make it into a specimen?"
...
Everyone:...
...
Zhao Luzheng blinked.
"If you keep it, the butterflies won't live long."
...
Zhuge Yun twitched the corner of his mouth hard.
"You guy..."
"Is it allergic to romantic?"
What a beautiful picture.
He could even imagine the scene where a monster gave a red butterfly to Grandma Thistle.
The sun shines down.
Everything is shining.
The red butterfly is even more amazing.
Grandma Ji reached out and took the gift from the monster. Many years ago, she just said something casually, a special gift.
What a warm and beautiful picture full of fantasy because of monsters.
As a result, this guy...
Zhuge Yun is a bit funny.
It was like an excavator that shoveled away all the beautiful pictures in his mind.
...
"You boy..."
Zhang Bo opened his mouth.
I didn't know what to say for a moment.
In fact, Zhao Luzheng’s problem is indeed a problem.
Very practical.
only……
Can't we talk about it later?
They are still immersed in this beautiful story.
result……
specimen?
Oh.
The picture that was originally full of soft light suddenly had no filters.
...
Zhao Luzheng was a little innocent.
"Aren't you curious about this question?"
.....
Zhang Bo:...
Zhuge Yun:...
They... are actually quite curious.
The few of them looked at Xiao Xiao together.
...
Xiao Xiao's eyebrows raised slightly.
"Not kept."
“No specimens were made.”
...
The few people almost fell into their throats with breath.
ah?
...
"Grandma Thistle has brought butterflies back to nature."
Xiao Xiao's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent.
"Grandma Thistle believes that the most beautiful appearance of a butterfly is the way it flies freely in the air."
...
Oh~
Zhang Bo and the others suddenly realized.
...
"Grandma Xi is much more thoughtful than you."
Zhuge Yun joked about Zhao Luzheng.
Listen.
What does it mean to let it go free if you like it?
...
Zhao Luzheng nodded.
"Um."
"Grandma Xi is willing to bear it."
This is a gift from the monster to her.
It's still a gift of such a special meaning.
Many people would be very hesitant.
...
"yes."
Zhang Bo was quite emotional.
"Look at the pattern of Grandma Thistle."
They all thought the old lady would make butterflies into specimens and keep them all the time.
...
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"This memory is-"
Xiao Xiao stopped his voice.
A sigh faintly emerged from the ending sound.
...
"...But Grandma Ji can't even keep this memory."
Zhuge Yun quickly understood the reason why Xiao Xiao had not finished speaking.
Chapter completed!