The uncle was slightly stunned.
friend……
...
OK.
Compared to strangers, enemies, and hateful people...
My friend is indeed a relatively slightly more consistent word.
...
"yes."
The uncle smiled and sighed a little.
"Such a coincidence."
He did not tell Zhang Lei in detail the person he had seen for a long time... "Friend" was the special old man he told Zhang Lei's story.
After all, there is nothing to say about this meeting.
The old man was as strange and inexplicable as ever.
He was a little frustrated.
I don't want to mention that old man for the time being.
Moreover, when Zhang Lei was happy for his niece to get rid of his unlucky fortune, he didn't want to say anything complaining and disappointing.
...
After chatting for a few more words, Zhang Lei hung up the phone.
The uncle put away his cell phone.
Today, Zhang Lei’s phone call reminded him of what happened that day again…
His second encounter with that special old man.
Looking back now...
The two meetings with the old man were very special.
The second time is particularly serious.
Because the old man's words, deeds and appearance characteristics were too special, their meeting was covered with a strange but not very real filter.
You will feel something when you are in it.
Looking back, this feeling became even stronger.
It makes the uncle a little dazed by chance.
That day...
Did he really meet that old man again?
Is that old man really not his illusion... but it is real...
...
Speaking of it...
What happened recently has been...
It's also the unresolved special experience around his past...
And the source of everything...
The uncle was stunned.
He remembered it.
It's that boy.
...
The boy's cup hit his head...
Won't……
The uncle raised his hand and touched his forehead.
His memory has been opened a small crack since then?
Then……
The following things were natural and developed all the way to this day.
Today seems to be the ending...
The uncle grinned.
Although for himself, this matter is regrettable.
but……
The child who had a similar situation to him got rid of bad luck.
This is a good thing.
He felt very happy when he heard this.
So……
He didn't get the old man's apology... it wasn't that bad either.
...
The uncle twisted his neck.
Maybe if you have the chance to see that boy again next time, he can thank him.
Thank you for accidentally planting willows and willows, which reminded him of an unpleasant but special enough memory.
If I hadn't recalled this memory, maybe nothing else would have happened.
...
So...
That boy is also his...benefactor?
The uncle smiled.
I felt once again that these things were really coincidental.
And the order is just right.
It's like it's arranged.
The uncle shook his head.
How is that possible?
Even if it's really arranged...
It can only be arranged by God for him.
...
His story...
Actually, it's still a bit interesting...
Maybe in the future...
He can tell his descendants.
If he could still remember it at that time.
...
Hmm.
He forgot once.
It shouldn't be easy to forget the second time.
...
Speaking of it...
Does he still have a chance to know the reason for the old man's green hair and green skin?
And what is the thing behind the old man that looks like a carapace?
The old man is not a turtle.
Is there still a tortoise shell?
...
After a while, the uncle suddenly came back to his senses.
He shook his head.
Didn’t you tell me that I’ll never see you again?
Why is he trying to meet again next time?
Isn't he slapped himself in the face?
But……
Anyway, it is not something he can decide whether he sees or not.
No matter how he thinks... it doesn't matter?
It's good that you can't see it.
After all, these doubts did not affect his life.
He actually has no reason to ask for an answer.
Meet...
That's fine, too.
He can ask out his own doubts.
Regardless of whether the old man answered him or not, he would have forgotten his own big and small thoughts.
...
The uncle smiled.
Then is he looking forward to meeting?
Or don't look forward to meeting?
...
Leave it to God to decide.
Sometimes, the uncle thinks it’s great not to make a decision.
...
On that day, Xiao Xiao was standing at the end of the line with an umbrella.
Today's sun is very big.
Philip and his head covered their tails.
Xiao Xiao smiled.
The shadow of the umbrella fell on Philip.
Philip's tail fell down again.
...
“Check ~”
Philip yelled softly.
He tilted his head and rubbed Xiao Xiao's face.
...
The slightly cool and soft touch is very comfortable.
Like silk.
It's also like velvet.
...
Xiao Xiao's head was slightly crooked.
He rubbed Philip several times back.
...
Philippians don't like the temperature is too high.
It doesn’t matter to Xiao Taotie.
Speaking of which, the little Taotie lying on his head is the most unrestrained exposed to the sun.
But Xiao Taotie never said anything about this.
The posture of lying on your back or lying on your back has not changed at all.
...
Xiao Taotie can directly put his claws into the hot pot to get food with high heat resistance.
It's no problem to have sunshine.
...
Um?
Xiao Xiao lowered his head as if he was aware of it.
The little girl in an exquisite princess dress decorated with beautiful white lace on it stood silently beside Xiao Xiao.
A small white lace parasol was supported by an oblique manner, covering the sunlight from the side with nothing more than nothing.
The little girl's body was completely under the shadow of the umbrella that Xiao Xiao held.
...
A smile flashed through Xiao Xiao's eyes.
It was the first time he met a little guy who was rubbing an umbrella.
...
Looking at the little girl who pretended that nothing happened, Xiao Xiao said nothing.
But the umbrella tilted slightly towards the child's position.
...
"Princess, Princess, where are you?"
...
Some of the special names that do not seem to appear in ordinary life have attracted many people's attention.
...
Xiao Xiao lowered his head.
Inexplicably...
He felt that the other party was looking for... it was this child.
...
The sound is getting closer.
"Princess!"
"Princess!"
...
"Ouch!"
The girl with a high skull-skulled ponytail lit up her eyes, "Are you here!?"
...
Xiao Xiao's umbrella was half hanging, and his eyes were looking at the girl with a slanted ponytail in the shadow.
It seems...
What he felt just now was right.
...
The girl with a slanted ponytail ran over immediately.
He was still holding a little boy who was about the same age as a little girl in his hand.
The little boy's face was a little stinky.
Obviously, I was not very happy to be dragged by a girl with a slanted ponytail like this.
But if you can't compete with your strength, there is no way...
I could only be dragged away by the girl unwillingly.
...
"Princess!"
A girl with a slanted ponytail stands in front of the little girl in a princess dress.
His cheeks were a little red.
People are also a little breathless.
"You're here."
"Didn't you tell you not to run around?"
Chapter completed!