His eyes turned away.

Seeing that the feather in her hand was still there, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now she almost thought that the feathers in her hands were gone like the feathers last night.

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

so far so good.

The little girl patted her chest.

only......

The little girl looked at her mother in confusion.

The feathers are still there, why does the mother say there are no feathers in her hand?

it's wired.

...

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

The little girl was a little frightened.

"......Mother?"

"Child mother."

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

"An'an, it's okay."

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

"There are fried dumplings that An An likes for breakfast today."

"real?"

The little girl suddenly became happy.

Just as she was about to get out of bed, she caught sight of the feather in her hand and couldn't help but pause.

Um……

What to do with feathers?

The feathers will get wet if you take them to the bathroom.

...

As if he knew what the child was hesitating about, the child's father smiled and said, "Just put the feathers in the room."

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

"Yes or no?"

"Um!"

The little girl responded loudly.

She looked around, unsure of where to put the feathers.

"How about the drawer?"

The child's father suggested.

The little girl looked at the desk next to the bed.

She opened the drawer.

He took out a beautiful book with a pink cover.

She opened the book and put the feather in.

Then she closed the notebook.

Put the notebook back in the drawer.

The drawer was pushed halfway, and the little girl opened the drawer with a somewhat drastic movement.

She took out the pink-covered book and opened it.

Silver-white feathers lit up her eyes.

Very good.

The feathers are still there.

...

The child's father laughed and said, "An An has collected it so well, the feathers will not disappear."

"hey-hey."

The little girl really closed the drawer this time.

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

He shouted happily, "Fried dumplings, fried dumplings..."

...

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

The child's mother opened the drawer.

Looking at the pink-covered book lying in the drawer, she had a complicated expression.

She stretched out her hand.

But he was stopped by the child's father.

"When the feathers are gone, the child will cry again."

"feather......"

The child's mother's expression was indescribably weird.

He seemed to want to smile, but couldn't raise the corners of his mouth, "Did you see it?"

"No."

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

"Such a close distance..."

"I didn't see anything."

"Me too."

The child's mother rubbed the pink cover of the book with her fingers.

But every move of that child was so serious and natural...

She didn't know... which of them had the problem.

...

The child's mother carefully took out the pink-covered book.

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

...

They opened the book page by page.

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

The innocent words and pictures make the viewers smile.

only......

Looking at the last page of paper, the mother and father looked a little heavy.

No.

There are no feathers in the book.

...

"Mom, dad!"

The child's screams were getting closer and closer along with the clattering footsteps.

"Pa~"

The child's mother closed the notebook.

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

...

"Mom, Dad, what are you doing?"
To be continued...