It's been another bumpy ride. It's just that the person who held me was very meticulous, wrapped me tightly, and there was no wind.

His hand kept rubbing my hand, and the warm current was flowing in from the palm of my hand, and before I could catch a few minutes, I slipped out again, and my whole body was cold. He kept talking to me, I don't know if it was because my ears were bad or if he was talking too softly and too shaky, sometimes I could hear clearly, sometimes I could hear vaguely.

Some of them are very affectionate.

For example: "Ayu, open your eyes and see if I'm okay...... I miss you so much......"

For example: "Don't be like this, Ayu, wake up quickly...... I want to treat you well......"

But some of them made me very bitter.

For example: "Do you want to eat seafood hot pot?" You can't eat when you fall asleep like this......"

For example: "Shall I take you to that aster flower field to roast sweet potatoes?" If you don't have the time to sleep, you won't have to eat......"

I want to eat it too. I want to open my eyes and see him, too. But I can't......

More and more warm currents came in my palms, but I couldn't catch a single one, and they flowed back the way they came. But I felt more and more warmth with a bright and flamboyant aura involuntarily poured into my body, and the warm feeling made me very useful, and I couldn't help leaning on him. He was very generous, and gave me a lot of warm currents.

He's a good guy. I think.

I didn't know where I was, but with the constant warmth that flowed from him, I knew I could survive. But it was far from enough, as soon as he left, I grabbed his sleeve, I couldn't speak, I snorted a few times, he knew what I meant, and his palm was held again, and sometimes he would touch my forehead, and the warm current flowed from the forehead into the body, and I felt that every pore on my body could not be said to be comfortable. It's like this, and I haunted him for days.

In such a chaotic state, I always think about a teenager. He has the beauty of a closed moon and a shy flower, but his temperament is very high-flying, and he is also a master of beating people.

When did I first meet him? Let me think about it......

The head of the wall of the Great Brahmin Hall? It doesn't seem to be ......

His palm was very warm and delicate, and such a familiar feeling should have been from when I was a bird...... He held me in the palm of his hand......

Oh, I remembered. At that time, I came to the Great Fanyin Hall for a few years, and the feathers on my body grew almost the same, and the senior brothers always liked to pinch me to the sun to bask in the sun when they were idle and bored, and by the way, admire my colorful fluff. But I don't really like to be pinched, you see, when I am pinched, my claws can't always step on the ground, I can only twist my body and flutter, and I twist and flutter to describe it as ugly......

I care a lot about people saying I'm ugly, as if a long, long time ago, there was a very nice voice, every time that voice sounded, I could feel comfortable, but the voice always thought I was ugly, such as: "Wouldn't it be uglier if you eat less, and eat a fat ball." For example: "If your father and mother knew that you were ugly like this, they didn't know how to be sad." What's more: "Come, take a turn, and show me the ugliness." ”

But then, I couldn't hear it anymore.

I was very reluctant to be pinched by my brothers to bask in the sun, afraid that I would be ugly, always hanging a pair of wings, two paws, straight and pinched by them, even if it was uncomfortable, I couldn't bear it. I think that if you are quiet, you should be a beautiful bird. Until the senior brothers noticed my strange appearance, poked me and said, "Xiao Jiu, you are so aggressive, you look like you are so dead, it's too ugly!" ”

I raised my throat with a whimper, whimpering and crying. I blame you for who let you pinch me. You should hold me in the palm of your hand.

As a result, one day, I met such a person who was willing to hold me in the palm of his hand. On that day, the senior brothers made an appointment to go to the open space south of the Great Fanyin Hall to roast sweet potatoes, and the sixth senior brother also carried me. But they forgot about me as soon as they got busy, and I was so small that I could not see it when I threw it into the grass. I watched them eat the roasted sweet potatoes to their heart's content, but no one thought of me. My young heart was devastated. It wasn't a big deal, they were gone with great satisfaction after eating the roasted sweet potatoes, and I threw off my arms in the grass and ran hard, but the more I ran I felt that the farther they went, the more they couldn't catch up......

I whimpered, but they frolicked as they walked, and where could I hear my faint gnats......

They eventually walked away. I looked at their backs, looked at the desolate sunset, and felt that life was bumpy, oh no, birds were bumpy...... I squatted in the grass and nibbled on the dog's tail grass, and my mouth was full of bitterness and I couldn't swallow it, and then I spit it out again.

Is God going to leave me to fend for myself...... But I'm not in a relationship yet, I'm not married yet! It would be a shame if I died like this!

So, I cheered up, got up, and kept walking. Maybe I'll be able to walk back to the Great Brahmin Hall in a year and a half! I think so.

However, at that time, no one told me that I was going in the opposite direction of the Great Brahman's Sound Hall. The harder I walked, the harder I worked, but the farther and farther. Along the way, I imagined what the future would look like in my mind, what the future children would look like, and I felt that the future was bright. I lifted my wings and wiped my sweat, squatted on the ground and gasped for breath, closed my eyes and nibbled on a few bites of dog tail grass, then I stood up again and stumbled forward. When you are tired of walking, you will squat on the ground and chew the grass again.

I walked all night, thinking that I was about to arrive at the Great Fanyin Temple, so I thought that the master or my brothers might come out to pick me up, and I was also very tired from walking, so I found a soft grass nest, gathered my body, and slept.

Come to think of it, the god monarch at that time was very stupid and naïve. She was far from knowing that not only was she getting farther and farther away from the Great Fanyin Palace, but she had also stepped into the territory of the fierce and vicious demon clan.

I woke up in the warm palm of my hand. At that time, my eyes were hazy, my mind was not clear, and I rolled in the warm and delicate palm very comfortably, and I hiccups comfortably, and my mouth was full of the smell of dog tail grass. A finger gently brushed the fine soft hairs on my forehead, which was a very good technique, and I couldn't help but lift my head and rub it upward.

It's been a long time since anyone has held me in the palm of your hand like this. This is such an empathetic and good person.

I slept soundly again.

When I woke up again, I saw a young man as beautiful as a flower. He was very pretty, with white skin and black hair, and I was in the palm of his hand. He saw that I had woken up, and held me in front of me to look at him, and I saw his dark eyes, like black jade. He looked at me, his eyebrows twitching slightly. The sun shone on his face, and his whole being was about to shine.

Being looked at by such a beautiful young man, I was actually blushing shyly. If it weren't for the feathers on his face, he would have seen through it. I'm embarrassed, ahem.

But I'm embarrassed, I'm sorry, I finally met such a good-looking person, wouldn't it be a loss not to kiss him. I blushed, clenched his fingers with my paws, and put my wings on his cheek, and shyly kissed him on the lips, very clean and beautiful. He hissed and gasped. I wrung my wings, glanced at him shyly, and bowed my head in embarrassment. But I thought in my heart that in the future, when I changed into a fairy form, I would spend the moon with this beautiful son, and the poetry and wine and tea......

But at this moment, a voice suddenly remembered beside him—

"Young master, is it better for this bird to be steamed or braised to braised it?"

When I looked up, my eyes couldn't move, and my body swayed, and it fell straight from his palm!

He's—He's going to eat me!

I fell to the ground, the floor made of jade was cold and slippery, I would stand and slide again, I couldn't care if I was ugly now, I repeatedly fluttered for a long time before I limped, and ran out of the door step by step......

But it didn't take a few steps before it was picked up and fell firmly into the warm and delicate palm. I burst into tears, and quickly raised my wings over my head, signaling surrender and telling him not to steam or braise me. But he frowned, not understanding what I meant.

I groaned in grief, feeling that there was nothing more than heaven and hell. I'm going to stew me and eat it now, and I'm going to stew and eat it with my affection......

At this moment, he was heard saying to the people behind him, "Who told you to eat it now." ”

I immediately looked up and stared at him with teary eyes, and sure enough, ...... Sure enough, he was reluctant to eat me...... This is tantamount to a desperate life, I look at his beautiful face, three thousand peach blossoms rain in my mind have been sprinkled down, sometimes is not divided into species, nor time and occasion. Thinking of this, I obediently bowed my head and rubbed it softly in his palm.

But his voice sounded again, with a melancholy sigh: "It's too small to eat now, it's really not enough to stuff your teeth." When I raise it, when it grows fat, it will be split in half, half steamed, and half boiled. ”

I planted my butt in the palm of his hand, blinking at him, and even my feathers were shaken by the words.

Since then, he's kept me in the palm of his hand all the time. I tried to escape, but I couldn't. In the beginning, I was very chaste, I didn't eat what he fed me, and even though I was hungry, I was very strong. I was so afraid, afraid that I would get fat, so he split me in half, half steamed, half braised ......

He was also worried at first, and ordered someone to make food for me in a different way. I looked at the delicious food and swallowed it. But he also has to make a sad face that is more sad than his heart, and show him with disdainful eyes: I won't eat! Take it down for me!

But every time the food was served, I half-raised my eyelids and secretly looked at it until the food was gone, and I wanted to see through it......

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