"I'm fine."

Xiao's mother pulled the clothes on her shoulders.

She walked to the window.

Look in the direction where the white plum tree is.

His eyes were filled with surprise again.

"it's beautiful."

"Are they real butterflies?"

It's really beautiful.

Beautiful to a certain extent, it seems illusory.

And, the white butterfly...

The first time she saw such a beautiful white butterfly.

Not the ordinary white pink butterfly in my memory.

But it is like a snow butterfly made of snowflakes.

......

"no."

Xiao Xiao smiled and shook his head.

"They just pretend to be butterflies."

......

Pretend?

Xiao's mother was stunned.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

The doubts on his face did not fade away.

She... still can't see how the smart and dreamy snow butterfly was pretended?

......

She couldn't help but look at Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao raised the corners of his mouth.

"Mom, it's snowing."

......

Xiao's mother blinked.

ah?

"ah."

Xiao’s mother nodded, “It’s snowing.”

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the snow seems to be getting more and more.

The snow-white scenery is backed by bright red, which makes it a festive atmosphere.
Chapter completed!