"Your head is dizzy from playing chess right now."
"You are not as powerful as others, and your brain is still confused. How can you beat others?"
"Go outside and clear your head..."
The old man was almost convinced.
It seems...it makes some sense.
...
"gone."
The old lady pulled the old man.
...
"Why."
The old man stood up somewhat staggeringly, "Slow down."
"Really, you are quite old."
"Still frizzy..."
...
"Who told you to procrastinate?"
The old lady rolled her eyes.
Old man:......
Was it his fault in the end?
...
Xiao Xiao walked behind the two old people.
Watching the two old men’s daily “quarrels” with a smile.
...
"etc."
Xiao Xiao called to the first two old people who were about to walk into the yard.
"It's cold in the yard."
"You can watch it here too."
Xiao Xiao suggested.
...
The old lady shook her head.
"I'm going to go to the yard and watch."
The old man straightened his body and said, "How can it not be cold in winter?"
"fine."
"Your grandpa is in good health."
...
Xiao Xiao nodded with a smile.
"yes."
"Both of you are in good health."
"Then put on your coat."
Xiao Xiao handed the coat to the two old people.
...
"Why."
The old lady in the coat stopped what she was doing because she thought of something.
"Xiaoxiao, let's see if your dad is free now?"
"If it's empty, let him come with us."
...
"good."
Xiao Xiao nodded.
It is a pity that Father Xiao is busy.
...
"Since your dad is busy, forget it."
The old lady waved her hands indifferently.
Today is not the last snow of the year.
My son always has a chance to see Xuedie.
...
Xiao Xiao pushed open the door of the living room-
"Hoo~"
The north wind howls.
Pieces of snowflakes hit my face.
...
"Ouch~"
The old man wiped his face.
"The snow is quite heavy."
...
The wind blew for a while and then stopped.
Several people walked under the white plum tree.
...
The old lady looked around the yard expectantly.
From time to time he looked up at the sky.
The sight of snowflakes catches the eye.
Without the "disturbance" of the wind, the snowflakes appear lighter and lighter.
Like a butterfly flying in the air.
But it's just like.
Snowflakes are snowflakes.
It's not a butterfly.
...
The old lady's face showed some doubts.
"Xiaoxiao."
She turned to look at her grandson.
"Where's Snow Butterfly?"
...
The old man still raised his head.
But it’s not about watching the snowflakes falling from the sky.
It's the "tangled" branches of plum trees above their heads.
It happened to protect them from the snowflakes.
Did the plum tree in their yard originally look like this?
...
"grandparents."
Xiao Xiao's words made the old lady's eyes become more focused.
The old man also retracted his gaze from the branches above and looked at Xiao Xiao.
...
"Look."
Xiao Xiao turned his head and looked outside the area covered by the plum trees.
...
"ah?"
The old lady was confused.
The old man's face showed the same confusion as the old lady's.
What to see?
They had just looked outside-
The old man and the old lady opened their eyes wide.
That, that's...
...
"Snow Butterfly?!"
The old man and the old lady said in unison.
As soon as the elf-like creature came into their sight, the name came out of their mouths.
so similar.
No.
It looked exactly like the snow butterfly they imagined.
...
Snowflakes fill the sky.
Snow butterflies flutter.
The scene in front of me was too dreamy.
Not only the old lady, but also the old man could not help but open his mouth.
A look of surprise and shock.
...
"this......"
The old lady slowly stretched out her hand.
He seemed to want to touch the elf in front of him.
Are they real?
...
"Fool."
The old man who had regained consciousness couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw the old lady's behavior.
"They fly so high, you can't even reach them if you stretch out your hand."
"What are you thinking about?"
...
Um......?
The old lady's movement of reaching out paused.
She turned her head and looked at the old man.
He looked up again and looked at the snow butterflies in the sky.
right.
These snow butterflies fly so high...
She was also fascinated by these beautiful snow butterflies that looked like elves in fairy tales.
The old lady smiled and shook her head.
...
"grandmother."
The familiar voice made the old lady look away from Xuedie.
Next second-
The old lady was stunned.
A beautiful snow butterfly that should have been in the sky was right in front of her.
She blinked.
I wonder if I'm being blinded?
Then, she discovered that...the snow butterfly was not only in front of her, but also on her grandson's flexed phalanges.
...
"Why are you dazed?"
The old man gently pushed the old lady.
"Don't you want to see Snow Butterfly up close?"
"If you don't look at me, I will..."
...
"I read!"
The old lady said hurriedly.
...
"Grandma, reach out your hand."
Xiao Xiao also extended his hand.
...
Although she was confused, the old lady subconsciously followed her grandson's words.
only......
"how......"
The old lady looked at her hands hesitantly.
Sometimes the front is facing up, and sometimes the back is facing up.
Finally, he imitated his grandson's posture and bent his fingers.
...
Xiao Xiao placed the butterfly that was on his knuckles on the old lady's bent knuckles.
Then straighten up.
...
The snow butterfly is in my hand.
The old lady's eyes widened again.
At such a close distance, she discovered... "It's really Xuedie..."
"it's beautiful."
"...cool..."
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"......very light......"
The old lady's eyes were a little dazed,
It's as light as if it weighs nothing at all.
Just like the illusory feeling it gave her.
...
"Xiaoxiao."
The old man looked a little itchy and said, "Give me a butterfly too."
...
"good."
Xiao Xiao nodded.
...
Soon, the old man also had a butterfly on his hand.
Snow white.
Cold.
Exquisite...
"Are they real?"
The master approached Xuedie.
Want to find any clues.
The result naturally ended in failure.
...
"no."
Xiao Xiao's straightforward answer stunned the two old men.
"......Why?"
"no?"
The old lady was confused.
"They're not real?"
How can it be?
At this moment, she also clearly felt the touch of the snow butterfly resting on her hand.
So real.
...
"Then what are they?"
The old man frowned.
He said it casually before.
Unexpectedly, he guessed it.
only......
If it's not true...
The old man raised his head.
Snowflakes and snow butterflies "intertwined".
Snowflakes are flying around the snow butterfly.
But it will not cover up the figure of Xuedie.
So how do these snow butterflies fly into the air?
Apart from its ethereal and strange appearance, snow butterflies seem to be no different from other ordinary butterflies?
