White Moonlight who woke up and became a paranoid wizard

Chapter 80 I just want to play with you!
"Misunderstand?"

Arthur raised his eyebrows funny and asked, but he sat up straight, his eyes drifted out of the car window, and looked at the white pigeons fluttering in the middle of the street. The white pigeons flocked to the blue sky and white clouds without hesitation. .

Arthur's blue eyes were in a daze, as if through the bustling scene in front of him, he was recalling the little girl deep in his memory.

When he couldn't see all the beautiful things in front of him, that innocent little girl accidentally broke into his back garden, and also accidentally broke into his heart...

At that time, the little girl seemed to be a spoiled little princess, very coquettish and willful.

Taking advantage of his age, he snatched his rose swing and his juicy and sweet strawberries, and always liked to play tricks on him who was blind.

Finally, one time, the little prince was bullied by her and cried. His delicate little face was buried deeply in his knees. I cried so much that I felt pity for him.

The little girl took two steps back in panic and ran away at a loss.

"It's finally gone." The little prince waited until the footsteps gradually faded away, then slowly raised his head, indifferently wiped his cheeks that didn't have any tears, squatted on the ground and scratched the dirt boredly.

But not long after he was happy, the little girl ran back with her lacquer-colored leather shoes again.

"...Tsk."

The little prince tsked coldly and turned away in disgust. He felt that the light in front of him seemed to be obscured by a small body. The small body was still dangling around, which made him upset.

The little prince frowned in distaste for the noise, and just as he was about to open his lips and scold him, another "crash" sound came from his ears.

The noisy little girl suddenly squatted in front of him, holding all the things in the little treasure box and stuffing them into his arms desperately. They were soft, plush, and felt like yarn...

The little prince raised his eyebrows in confusion.

The silly little girl held his hand, choking her lips with her milky breath——

"I'm sorry! I really didn't mean to make you cry..."

"I just want to play with you!"

"My mother passed away and my father didn't like me either. I was so afraid that I would become a wild child that no one wanted in the future."

"This is my fairy tale book, this is my favorite doll, and my favorite hairpin, and this, this is the little bear that always sleeps with me..."

"I'll give you all this, and I'll tell you stories every day from now on, so don't cry, okay?"

The little girl burped pitifully, her little face came a little closer, and the little prince could feel the warmth of her breath on the tip of his nose.

It was very close, but he didn't hate it. A strange feeling filled his heart.

The little girl waited for a long time but didn't get a response, and opened her trembling lips again——

"Forgive me, okay?"

Little Arthur didn't cry, but she cried aggrievedly.

It's just that her words of persuasion seemed to speak to little Arthur's heart.

The little prince nodded for no reason and reluctantly agreed.

The little girl in front of him laughed happily, jumped into his arms, wrapped her fleshy little arms tightly around his waist, and rubbed happily.

He/she has friends too!

Arthur lowered his head slightly and buried it in the little girl's neck, the scent of milk that belonged to her lingered in his nostrils.

Sweeter than all the strawberries he's ever eaten.

So little Arthur was selfish and simply put all the blame on her.

(End of this chapter)