After I hung up the phone, I finally felt better. It's always good to have two close friends around you.
Thinking of Tang Lami, how could she... be so splashy!
She even pretended to be me, saying she was the little girl Qian Benjiye met...
But it doesn’t matter anymore. I won’t explain this to Senbon Silk Night. Why does Senbon Silent Night think it’s his business? As for Tomami, I believe she will reveal her flaws one day...
Thinking of this, I sat up and pulled out an old small wooden box from the bottom of the bed. It was already covered with dust and looked like it had been there for some time. I carefully took out the towel, wiped off the dust on it, and took it out of the drawer.
A small key opens the small lock on this small box.
"Crack!" With a sound, the lock opened.
I opened the box, my hands trembling slightly, and I saw a bronze key lying quietly inside the spotless red canvas box.
Picking up this bronze key, staring at it quietly, my mind went back to twelve years ago...
——————[Inside the mushroom house]——————
"Grandma, Grandma, I'm back. Open the door..." A cute little girl in a pink dress kept knocking on the door with her little hands.
It was snowing lightly outside at the moment, the weather was very cold, and the little girl's hands were red from the cold.
"Coming, coming..." An old voice came from inside the house.
"Squeak--" The door opened, and an old woman with a kind smile walked out of the house.
"Grandma..." The little girl threw herself into the old grandma's arms, looking a little aggrieved, "Grandma, it's so cold, it hurts so much when you move my hand..."
"Xiao Xing, come in..." The old lady held the little girl's hand tremblingly, walked into the house, and then closed the door of the small room. In an instant, the warm small room surrounded the coldness of the little girl, and the little girl couldn't help but
Rubbed his hands.
A pair of big old palms wrapped the little girl's little hands. The old lady lowered her head lovingly and blew a few breaths on her little hands, "Xiao Xing is not cold anymore, grandma, please blow it..."
"It's really not cold anymore..." The little girl watched in surprise as her hands gradually regained consciousness, "Grandma, can you do magic? It's really magical. Every time Xiaoxing's hands are passive, it hurts so much.
When grandma takes a few breaths, she will feel warm..."
"It's not that grandma has magic, but that this room has magic..." The old grandma smiled lovingly, her smile was very warm, and she pulled the little girl in front of her to the small bed in front of the window and sat down on it.
"The house has magic? It's so magical. Grandma, Xiaoxing is in this house now. Does Xiaoxing also have magic?" The little girl looked at the old grandma in front of her curiously.
"Yes, there is magic. If Xiaoxing is still cold, try blowing on your own." The old lady gently touched the little girl's head and said lovingly.
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