"no!"
Seeing the sad expression on Little Man's Gypsophila, Luo nǎinǎi blurted out negative words.
"Of course not. How could I not like Little Man's Gypsophila's friend nǎinǎi?"
Although Luo nǎinǎi was full of doubts and even panic, her love for her child prevailed after all, and she could not bear to let her child down.
She already felt sorry for her granddaughter who lost her mother and was not kissed by her father. Now that she knew that the granddaughter she cared about was being abused by her stepmother under her nose, she was even more reluctant to say harsh words to her child.
Not to mention letting this child show such a distressing expression.
…
No matter how weird the situation in front of her was, Luo nǎinǎi suppressed her worries and uneasiness about the child's mental state. She showed a gentle and loving smile on her face and spoke to comfort the child who was frightened by her previous words and expressions.
…
"Really?"
Little Gypsophila couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and the dim light in her eyes instantly bloomed, even more dazzling than before.
…
"When did nǎinǎi deceive Little Gypsophila?"
Luo ǎin ǎi laughed, and the child's sparkling eyes made the haze in her heart dissipate a little.
Little Gypsophila pursed her lips and smiled in embarrassment.
The expression on his face was very bright and happy.
…
Little Gypsophila couldn't help lowering her head and rubbing her cheek against the fat body.
In the eyes of others, the child's behavior is extremely weird.
It's like living in your own imaginary world.
The half-exposed face showed an innocent and extremely sweet smile.
…
The people watching felt inexplicably a chill rising in their hearts.
Luo nǎinǎi was smiling, but the smile in her eyes had completely disappeared.
Seeing that little Gypsophila seemed to be having fun with the so-called Pangpang, without paying attention to the outside world at all, she walked to the master's side and said, "Master-".
Even though he tried hard to restrain himself, the tremor in Luo nǎinǎi's voice was still not more obvious.
"what on earth is it?"
"Little Gypsophila...what's wrong?"
"She, she's okay, right?"
Luo nǎinǎi felt that her eyes were going dark. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to support her forehead, closed her eyes and shook her head.
When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were still full of panic.
"Grandmaster!"
How could my granddaughter be in such trouble?
Luo nǎinǎi felt very uncomfortable.
The corners of his eyes were red, and red bloodshot eyes could even be seen in his slightly stunned eyes.
…
"Don't worry."
The master naturally understands what Luo nǎinǎi and others are thinking.
They must have thought that Little Man's Gypsophila was too stimulated and had mental problems.
…
Mental illness.
This unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar word made everyone feel chilly.
…
"Little Gypsophila is fine. She doesn't have any problems."
The master said calmly.
His calm and gentle tone strangely soothed the restless hearts of those present.
…
The master's words have an inexplicable power that makes people believe.
Everyone's ugly faces softened a bit.
"What do you mean, Master?"
Luo nǎinǎi took a deep breath and said, "The way Little Man Gypsophila looks like now -" It doesn't look like she's okay at all.
…
"The little baby's breath likes its friends very much."
The master said with a smile.
Luo nǎinǎi couldn't laugh.
"It's really okay."
The master stared at the child who was having fun, "It would be better to say that little Gypsophila is a very lucky child."
"Lucky?"
The unexpected words made everyone stunned for a moment, and then they were filled with doubts.
They didn't see at all how lucky the child was, Little Man's Gypsophila?
Don't say you're lucky.
From birth, it seems that misfortune has always been with this child who is far more sensible and well-behaved than other children of the same age.
…
"Yeah, very lucky."
The master took in everyone's expressions and nodded quietly.
The expression on his face conveyed a sense of immortality.
"As I said before, Pangpang is the patron saint of little baby's breath."
The master emphasized the three words "Guardian Saint".
…
Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and all had some guesses and surprises.
It would be false to say that they were not shocked, and it would be impossible for them to believe such a fantasy thing all of a sudden.
Even though the reason why the masters appear here is because they have speculations in this regard.
…
"Really, really?"
Luo nǎinǎi's voice was a little erratic.
"Um."
The master nodded.
He did not tell anyone that the fat boy Little Man Gypsophila spoke of was a monster.
After all, most people have some prejudices against monsters.
Rather than telling the child's family that there is a monster following the child and that the child is making friends with the monster, it is naturally more acceptable to tell them that the child has a guardian angel protecting him from harm.
The master is not willing to create unnecessary details and waste words.
Some deeply ingrained ideas are difficult to change.
Rather than letting them continue to worry about their children's safety after knowing the truth, it is better to just think so.
Also good for kids.
…
"But we didn't see anything."
Grandpa Man looked at the others inquiringly, and when he saw the way they shook their heads, he knew that they were all the same. None of them saw the fat man next to Little Man Gypsophila.
His expression was solemn, his face was stern, and his eyes were fixed on the master.
…
The master remained unmoved and met Grandpa Man's somewhat pointed gaze without any dodge or avoidance.
"Pangpang is the patron saint of Little Gypsophila."
"Only the baby's breath stars can be seen."
…
The master's answer was really cunning. Grandpa Man and everyone else were dubious, but they could not verify whether the so-called "Guardian Saint" was true or false.
"The patron saint of little gypsophila?"
"Really?"
Grandpa Man couldn't help but confirm again.
"Um."
The master responded lightly, and after thinking for a while, he explained, "Didn't Ms. Tang's experience explain everything?"
…
When the master said this, everyone felt astonished.
yes.
Only this statement can explain the inexplicable injury suffered by Aunt Tang.
After all, Aunt Tang, who was involved in the incident, believed that Little Gypsophila was haunted by monsters.
So, the patron saint’s statement doesn’t seem so unacceptable?
…
Thinking about it this way, everyone has some recognition and belief in the master's statement.
Moreover, isn’t it awesome to have a patron saint or something like that?
This is the blessing of little baby's breath.
…
The more they thought about it, the brighter everyone's eyes became.
Even though they couldn't see it, everyone's eyes were still shining brightly on the space around Little Gypsophila.
He kept sketching the image of the patron saint in his mind.
…(To be continued)
