"You're back?" The man asked without turning his head. His voice was exceptionally gentle and beautiful. The white crane walked over and stretched out its long beak to deliver the struggling bird to the man.
The man still had his back to me and could not see his face. He reached out his hand and held the ugly bird in his palm. His tone was gentle and gentle," Little Red Bird,do you still know me?"
The little bird did not understand the man's warm,and concern. It let out an ear-piercing cry in anger. Its mou,opened and closed as it fiercely pecked at the man's white jade-like fingers. If it had teeth,the dumb bird would have revealed its mou,full of tee,before biting.
The man wasn't surprised at all. He ju,smiled and said," It's still as fierce as expected. It's indeed worthy of being th
