After dinner, I read a book with my child, a fairy tale book, not the kind of "The Wild Boar Princess" that people read in later generations.

A real, ordinary fairy tale book suitable for children, with some educational significance. I also believed in this kind of book when I was a child...

It seems that he likes reading books very much and also likes to make some small things. I am quite supportive of it. After all, these are the best things to do when you have nothing to do.

For example, in my previous life, I folded more than 1000 paper stars... More than of them had different words written on them, and I would always find something to do when I had nothing to do.

"Sister~" I have to call her sister hundreds of times every day, but I'm used to the feeling of having a younger sister, and it seems not bad...

"I'm here. I'm always here. Is there anything you want to buy? I'm just about to go shopping, so I can buy it back with you."

"No, I just hope my sister can stay with me more!" She was very close to me, her body temperature was a little higher than mine, and I could feel the beating heart that didn't belong to me.

"Okay, I'll stay with you until I'm done with this. I'll save some money and move to a bigger house. Do you prefer living in the city or outside of the city?"

"As long as my sister is with me, it doesn't matter how small the house is...but I hope it's not a place that is too crowded." When my acting skills were not good before, noisy environments would make people feel more uneasy. After my eyesight got better, I don't like noisy environments anymore.

"Then let's move outside the city and build a big house. We can plant flowers at the door and raise a kitten. Do you like kittens?"

"I like it! I want that white cat!" Although pure white cats are not popular in the cat world, they are very beautiful in the eyes of humans.

"Okay, then let's get a white cat." If... maybe I can get a dog... never mind.

I went to buy some fabrics and a few sets of ready-made clothes. Half of the summer has quietly passed, and autumn is coming. The weather seems to be getting cooler. Although I can't feel it in Mondstadt, where it's spring all year round, I can slowly feel it when I leave the city gate.

In a few days, the temperature in the city will drop, so it's time to prepare autumn and winter clothes in advance.

I saw a cute white cat doll and bought it home.

I was very happy to receive this unexpected gift. I hugged the little doll to my chest. Its eyes were shining. It was so beautiful.

It looks so beautiful, full of vitality.

I packed two notebooks and put them in my bag, fixed my hair before going out, gave each other a brief hug, and finally set out for the library.

I actually like to chew something in my mouth. Even if I can't eat it, it's very comfortable just to chew it. Recently, I used a knife to sharpen some toothpicks and grind them with coarse sandpaper to ensure that the splinters would not prick my mouth.

Rinse it with water and finally dry it, but there is still some strange smell, at least not as pleasant as the toothpick in the previous life.

But I am very satisfied. After all, there are some small scratches on the pen... Well, I didn't mean to bite it seriously, but it has become a habit.

When he returned to the library, Desir was also there. He greeted him with a smile but did not tell him about the unpleasant things that had just happened.

When I took the book down, I found that it was badly damaged and the bookmark I had put inside was gone.

"Hmm? This book... What a pity! It is obviously the work of such a great master..." I sincerely feel sorry for this book. Except for people who are desperate, who would sell their hard-earned money?

What's more, the book that I spent my efforts and talents on was treated as waste and destroyed at will...

"That's a really bad guy..." Noticing that Deshier looked a little unusual, "Are you injured? I have some ointment for abrasions."

There was an obvious slap mark, but he didn't point it out and pretended not to notice it, and handed over the medicine to treat the abrasion.

I bought this ointment a long time ago and have kept it in my bag all the time. There are always some strange things in my bag. My friends used to laugh at me for having everything in my pockets... I even bring nail clippers with me when I go out... I really have everything, right?

Desir forced a smile and took it: "Thank you, I accidentally bumped into something."

"If you are unhappy, there is no need. It will be very sad to force yourself to laugh. If you are willing to share, you can tell me. You look very painful." It seems that he can't relieve himself in this situation! According to my thoughts in my previous life, I would be ready to die in this situation!

"..." There was a long silence, and no one spoke.

Something cold was stuffed into my hand. I looked up and saw that pair of eyes, then lowered my head to look at the hairpin in my hand.

"Forget it, I won't force you. If you are unhappy, you can talk to the flowers. The flowers will listen to everything... Here is a refreshing potion. It contains a lot of mint and some refreshing plants."

"...Thank you, thank you so much." Thank you for being willing to accompany me when I am bored, and thank you for being willing to accompany me when I am arrogant.

"We are very good friends. These things are normal, just like what normal friends do." Normal? Friends?

“How should ordinary people make friends?”

"Hmm? You ask me this question? Let me think about it..." Asking this question to a person who has been backstabbed three times by his friends, verbally bullied, isolated, and has no spiritual compatibility? What's the difference between this and asking a beggar how to make money? ! "I will speak with my heart, I will think about what my friends need, like, and want, I will remember every word of my friends, but... love does not necessarily return love, and the love given to others may disappear..."

“Does friendship require emotional investment?”

"Maybe... But don't invest too much emotion in it unless you believe that he is a good person, someone who will care and devote himself to each other."

"I see... I'm glad to have you as my friend." He put away the bottle of potion and smoothed out the wrinkled pages. "I'm sorry that this book has become like this because of my father."

"Is your father the brown-haired, gloves-wearing, left-handed guy?"

"Huh? Wait, he came to you?! You're not hurt? I should have known..." You shouldn't have friends...

"I'm sorry, I may have asked your father to pay a little more..." He made a comparison gesture, with a very small gap between his two hands, "It's 10 times the original price..." In fact, it should be 100 times, but since it is a high-end potion, it should be calculated according to the price of a high-end potion.

Then I began to tell everything as it was originally told.

Thinking of my father's embarrassed look, I don't know why, but I felt an indescribable sense of relief in my heart.

You will be afraid too...

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