How selfish we are. Even if we love, we only love our own people!
His Majesty stared at her with a very gentle voice: Shui Lian, do you still remember? This is the candidate for the prince that I said to you to raise!
Prince candidate!
She stared at him in a daze, forgot about jealousy, heartbreak, hatred... just so eager to reach out and hug him to see what happened...
"Gee...Gee..."
He staggered, laughed, and played.
Running in front of him was Yuna. The little girl had forgotten the sorrow of her father's disappearance. She was having a lot of fun with the child. She was much older and could catch a butterfly. She was put on a flying butterfly.
The net bag mentioned him to show him.
He wanted to reach out to touch Caidie in the net bag, but Yuna suddenly retracted and giggled: "Call sister... call sister... call sister to play with you... call sister quickly..."
She ran with her net bag, and he chased after him, staggering, giggling while chasing: "Sister...Sister...Sister..."
He could call his sister because his pronunciation was not very clear and sounded very strange. He was like another child living in the Luohua Temple, who was also confused and vague.
Yuna ran in front, and he kept chasing her, not knowing she was tired.
Finally, Yuna stopped and he chased after him. Netpocket was right in front of him. The little girl was very adult and very grand: "Hey, let's play with you..."
She gave him the net bag, and he took it, his hand sank, and the net bag fell to the ground, which made the butterfly inside flaunted his wings desperately... He was startled, but he quickly jumped up and clapped his hands desperately, hahaha, laughing loudly
...
Yuna laughed out loud too...
At that time, Shui Lian hadn't heard people laugh like this for a long time, completely from the bottom of her heart, carefree. She was a person, and she never knew sorrow, parting, hatred, vigilance, and worrying about gains and losses...
...No, no, no, he doesn't know these negative emotions. In his world, there are still roses, flowers, butterflies, sister, this boundless blue sky, the lovely people...just like the wind blows
The taste of summer is like the sweet smell emitted by the fruits of autumn...
His life has just begun, and there is nothing negative about it...