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The phoenix clay sculpture was placed in a conspicuous place by Yao Bai, and he had to look at it several times a day.Xu Shi was in a good mood and his appetite got better.Apart from sleeping, he eats every day, and even Shuiyue, who sneaked out to visit him, couldn't help but remind him: "Did you eat too much, you're getting fat by sight."

Yaobai gnawed on the rabbit's leg, lowered his head and looked at himself indifferently, and said indifferently: "Why, it's obviously the same as before."

Shuiyue paused, walked around Yaobai a few times, blinked her eyes and said in doubt: "You used to have hair, and you looked round. Now there are not many hairs left, and you still look round. Don't you think Is something wrong?"

Yao Bai: "..."

"And you seem to have grown up a bit." Shuiyuebi measured Yaobai with a paw, and said confidently, "You have grown taller. You have grown taller during this period of hair removal."

Yaobai let out a "huh", recalling the neglected physical changes in recent months, nothing else except abnormal sleepiness and lethargy.But being taller is good after all, the bigger he is, the longer his tail feathers will be, and every inch he grows is an inch more beautiful.With the expectation of changing his shape, Yi Yaobai no longer feels tormented when he combs his hair every day.

His appetite increased sharply almost every day, and what he ate was immediate, and his body cramped as quickly as mushrooms after rain.He could no longer stand on Wen Bufan's long shoulders.One day after Yaobai woke up from sleep, he squatted down on the futon to comb his hair as usual, and was surprised to find a few thin feathers around the tail, the color was like fire, and there was a faint streamer.The color alone is much more pure and gorgeous than before.Yao Bai was ecstatic, and hurriedly flew out of the window to tell Wen Bufan that he happily showed his butt to Wen Bufan: "Look! It's grown."

Standing among the dense flowers, Wen Bufan frowned, "It's pretty."

The feather grows as fast as when it falls off. Maybe it takes a lot of effort to grow tall, but Yao Bai's spirit is always not very good, his body is often limp, and in severe cases, he can't even flap his wings.Wen Bufan has to go to the market every other day to buy a roasted rabbit and come back. Recently, he only goes once every three to five days.The moulting period in March is almost over, and his sober time is getting less and less.

The field gradually changed its scenery again, the piled up wheat stalks became fertilized, and the new year's wheat seedlings had sprouted green shoots.Both the mountains and the fields are quiet, and the birds and animals are preparing for the winter.When the wind blows, the trees and grass turn yellow.In autumn, the flower vines planted along the bamboo fence grow more vigorously. The vines climb all over the trees on the roadside, and it looks like the trees are sprouting in early winter from a distance.Wen Bufan noticed that a white-backed and blue-necked bird would appear on the tree outside the courtyard every now and then, standing among the vines and facing the small courtyard.

Wen Bufan would see it as soon as he raised his head after cutting the flower branch. Most of the time, he would not care about a bird parked on the tree outside the courtyard, just took a look and continued to work on himself.But sometimes he would stand in the garden and look at the bird.If one person and one bird are in such a stalemate for a moment, the bird will always fly away first.After it left, Wen Bufan slowly turned around and went back to the house.

This day was a rare sunny day, and the flowers in the yard were full of energy when the sun shone down.

The bird was also there, Wen Bufan glanced at the tree.He moved the deck chair under the porch to the yard, went back to the house and carried a bird out.The vines on the tree moved without wind, and when Wen Bufan raised his head again, the bird was no longer there.No matter how shrewd Wen Bufan's eyes were, he would not be able to spot a gray-winged butterfly popping out of thin air on a certain petal.

Yaobai snorted in his arms, "It's too dazzling, I want to sleep in the room."

Wen Bufan put him in a chair covered with a soft quilt, and changed the direction of the chair to prevent the sun from directly shining into his eyes, "It's better to get more sun."

After he only said this sentence, Yao Bai didn't make any more noises to go back, but just covered his head with his big wings, and fell asleep again not long after.This sleep lasted until the sun was setting, during which Wen Bufan brought him food and water once.He was woken up in a daze and fell asleep after eating.I can't even remember whether I ate roast rabbit or crispy meatloaf.

He got up sleepily and didn't see Wen Bufan. He was about to go into the house when he suddenly said "Hey" and looked down at the foot of the recliner: "Where do the butterflies come from in the middle of winter?"

Before he could think deeply, he heard Wen Bufan calling him.Although the sun is warm during the day, there will still be wind at night, and it will be freezing if mixed with the night dew.Wen Bufan always lived his life like an ascetic monk, and would not burn charcoal in his house in the cold winter.Close the doors and windows every day before it is dark, and apply three layers of oiled paper on the windows.

Although the fluff on Yaobai's body has grown seven to eighty-eight, and he is more resistant to the cold than before, he is still weak and cannot catch the cold easily.The place where he slept at night was also moved from the pillow to the bed.It has been in the form of a bird for several months, and neither Yao Bai nor Wen Bufan felt that there was anything wrong with sleeping in the same bed.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for Wen Bufan to go to the market to buy—mainly to buy food for Yao Bai.Yao Bai was sleeping on the recliner in the yard, facing the path outside the yard, Wen Bufan could see it when he came back and opened his eyes.He waited from noon until dusk when Wen Bufan came back with a basket on his back.Carrying a baked rabbit wrapped in oil paper in his hand.

Yao Bai went up to greet him, "Why are you back so late today?"

Wen Bufan leaned his back basket back to the corner, without raising his head, he said: "The street is lively, take a longer stroll."

Yao Bai intuitively felt that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with him, but before he could turn his head, his mouth moved first: "When did you like to join in the fun?" Yao Bai looked at his back, Wen Bufan still didn't look up, didn't He turned around and entered the house as if he heard it.

"It's still hot, do you want to eat it now?" Wen Bufan asked him while holding the roasted rabbit.

"Eat." Yaobai said.After a day of sleep, I was already hungry, and my confused thoughts quickly shifted to the crispy roasted rabbit.After Wen Bufan picked all the bones of the rabbit meat and put them on the plate, Yao Bai squatted down and buried himself in eating.

He took a book and sat aside, flipping through a few pages, looking up at Yaobai from time to time, not even noticing that the wick on the table was burnt out.

Yao Bai didn't realize that in the dark corner behind him, Wen Bufan was watching him quietly.The eyes that were originally peaceful were suddenly filled with long-lasting sadness.It seemed that his face was not suitable for any emotions, but he lowered his eyebrows for a moment and returned to normal.