Quickly wear the fishing style beauty be again

The man's chuckle mixed with helplessness was the sound that Qing Ning was most familiar with.

He looked back almost subconsciously, wanting to see the god in this world, but found that the god was rejected by this world, his body was forced to twist and pull, and he looked like an evil ghost.

The moment Naituanzi fell down, she covered her eyes. Naturally, she couldn't see the god twisted like an evil ghost.

He looked up at the god who suddenly appeared, and asked him in a sweet voice: "You are so beautiful, can you be my wife?"

The god was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "Well, I'll wait for you to grow up."

After all, this world was rejecting him as a god, so that his body became insubstantial again, and even his voice became softer unconsciously.

"Aning, I'm waiting for you..."

Qing Ning stepped forward and reached out to grab it, but once again she watched helplessly as he turned into a stream of light at her fingertips and dissipated completely.

The young baby didn't have too many feelings about the disappearance of the god. He just felt that the sudden appearance and sudden disappearance of the person in front of him was a bit magical.

Xiaobai patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, host, your god is waiting for you outside."

Qing Ning lowered her eyes slightly, and her eyes happened to meet the delicate milk dumpling, but soon, the milk dumpling took the initiative to look away.

As he grows older, he can no longer see Qingning's existence.

Naituanzi's hiding place was a little far away this time, and it took the Yan family's nanny a lot of effort to find him.

"Young Master, did you see anything interesting this time?"

The nanny knelt down in front of him and looked at him levelly, with a gentle tone: "If there is anything, I can help you."

Naituanzi rolled her dark eyes, pointed at the butterfly not far away and said, "Sister, I like that."

The nanny looked in the direction he pointed.

Several pure white butterflies were flying together, which didn't look very beautiful.

The nanny just took one look and understood. She turned around and got a glass jar and stuffed it into Naiduanzi's hand, and got herself a butterfly net.

Her movements were extremely agile, and within a short time she had caught all the flying butterflies and stuffed them into the glass jar held by Naiduanzi.

Naituanzi held the glass jar and watched through the thick glass as the butterflies inside flapped their wings and crashed towards the edge of the glass one after another.

Those dark black eyes were full of doubts.

"Sister, why do these little butterflies hit the glass?" Children who have never been exposed to evil thoughts are always innocent. He raised his head and asked the nanny innocently: "Obviously it will hurt if they hit the glass?"

Under the gaze of his clear black eyes, the nanny didn't know what to say more appropriately.

She opened and closed her mouth for a long time, and could only give out a vague excuse: "Because the little butterfly doesn't like being locked up!"

"They are small insects that prefer freedom. When they see the beautiful scenery outside, they want to see it. When they see the nice-smelling flowers, they want to smell it. They take one step at a time and think about one step at a time. They don't care about the past, they only yearn for the past."

The nanny became more and more confused as she spoke. She didn't even know what she was saying, and she was so anxious that sweat was pouring from her forehead.

Naituanzi didn't like to make things difficult for others. Seeing that the nanny couldn't tell the result, he stopped asking and just lowered his eyes to look at the butterflies in his hand that were desperately hitting the glass.

"Young master, maybe for butterflies, the freedom of the outside world is far more valuable than pain."

Naituanzi doesn't understand these big principles. He just stares at others with his big round eyes, waiting for others to give him answers.

As if she had realized some special truth, the nanny said to Naitanzi seriously: "Young master, there will always be something in this world whose value is unparalleled and worth pursuing throughout your life.

Just like freedom is to a butterfly. "

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The nanny's words kept spinning in Nai Tuanzi's mind, so that Nai Tuanzi didn't even have the heart to look at the glass jar in her hand.

Some of the butterflies in the glass jar can no longer fly, but they are still trying their best to get close to the glass, using their tiny tentacles to pull at the glass over and over again, hoping to regain freedom through this method.

Nai Tuanzi placed the glass jar in the center of the table, lying on the edge of the table and staring at the flightless butterflies, with deep doubts flashing in his dark eyes.

Qingning stood opposite him, looking down at his former self.

There seemed to be a communication between them that spanned time, but it seemed to be blocked by some special barrier.

Qingning stared at him for a long time and cursed mercilessly: "Idiot!"

Xiaobai didn't react for a moment and just thought Qingning was scolding him.

But after a while, he found that Qingning's eyes were still on Naituanzi, and he stamped on his shoulders angrily: "Who are you calling a fool?" ! 】

[Such a cute baby doll, how can you curse me! ! ! 】

Qingning thought he was making too much noise, so she pinched the back of his neck and covered his head with one hand, and then turned his attention to his former self again.

Naituanzi may have noticed that the butterflies in the glass jar were not energetic, so he pulled out the plug at the mouth of the jar to ventilate them.

But as soon as he pulled out the stopper, the white butterflies that were originally in the jar sprang out and flew straight towards the opening of the glass jar.

Naiduanzi didn't pay attention for a moment, and the dust brought out by the butterfly when it flapped its wings touched her nose. She couldn't help sneezing heavily, and the glass jar in her hand also hit the ground at this time, breaking into several pieces.

In a piece of broken glass, there is a butterfly with broken wings crawling forward tremblingly, flapping its broken wings from time to time.

When Nai Tuanzi saw this, he didn't care about the other little butterflies. He squatted down and stared at the defective butterfly attentively.

Qingning didn't say anything, and followed his movements and squatted down, staring at the butterfly with broken wings like him.

Xiaobai noticed that the atmosphere was solemn and did not say anything blindly for a moment. Like the two people, he squatted aside obediently and looked at the incomplete butterfly that kept flapping its wings.

The butterfly seemed to be aware that many people were staring at it, so it flapped its wings harder and took off with great effort.

Finally, it flapped its incomplete wings and flew up under everyone's gaze.

The moment it flew to the outside world, it paused slightly on top of Naiduanzi's head, as if thanking him for letting it go.

Naitanzi looked up at the butterflies flying to the outside world, and couldn't help but think of what the nanny said earlier.

"There will always be something in this world whose value is unparalleled and worth pursuing throughout your life."

If for a butterfly, what is worth pursuing in a lifetime is freedom...

What about him?

Something worthy of his lifelong pursuit...

What will it be?