My Rebirth Style is Wrong

Facts have proved that the paint dripping from the new younger brother's body is not the color of his clothes, but his hair.

Su Wanwan: Pfft, it's more funny, okay?

The bald little brother Billy was laughed at by Su Wanwan, and then happily pulled out his doll's wig to put on Billy. Since the hairstyle has changed, of course the clothes should also be changed!

The little girl has no character and completely forgot her original intention. She happily played a dress-up game for Billy the puppet in the bedroom, exaggeratingly said in a warm and warm tone while changing: "Oh my God, Billy. ,Look! Blonde curls! Lace-encrusted tutu skirt! And this matching bag and bracelet! Billy~ you're so beautiful I'm blown away! Can't wait to take you out to a friend's party!"

"Dangdang~ Unimaginable fashion aesthetics! Billy, do you feel that you have gained a new life~"

Puppet Billy: "…"

The freshman didn't feel it, but suddenly felt that he was going to be broken.

Sure enough, human cubs are terrifying creatures. Tired of dressing up and playing, he dragged Billy into the soft bedding and fell asleep before he knew it.

Wearing a certain woolen Christmas-themed hat, Billy, the puppet dressed as Santa Claus, still opened his eyes that were too large, and his big mouth kept a stiff and weird smile.

After an unknown amount of time, when he heard the sound of heavy footsteps approaching, the quilt that had been casually placed on his chest seemed to be pulled upward by an invisible force, perfectly covering him just before the door was pushed open. .

Mr. Valletta, who had rushed back in the rain because he couldn't find his daughter, saw that her daughter was lying on her princess bed and sleeping sweetly and lovingly, just as the servant said, and that messy heart was restored. Calm down.

Lightly walking closer, afraid that the rain and cold air on his body would contaminate his daughter, Mr. Valletta stopped a step away from the bed, bent over and leaned forward, staring at his daughter's delicate face tenderly.

It was not until the stiffness and soreness came from his waist that he straightened his waist again and sighed softly and silently: "Alice, our daughter, you will help me protect her together, right?"

My daughter is sometimes too quiet, sometimes too lively, and likes to run away suddenly without making a sound, and go to a place where no one can find her and be alone.

Mr. Valletta was really afraid that one day his daughter would hide and he would never find her again. What should he do then? But he couldn't bear to let him forcefully hold his daughter by his side.

After thinking about it, Mr. Valletta thought of old Walker's proposal and wondered whether he should really give his daughter a docile big dog as a playmate.

"Big dog?"

At the breakfast table, Mr. Valletta suddenly asked if he wanted to keep a pet dog, Su Wanwan swallowed the milk in her mouth, tilted her head and looked at him in confusion: "But Dad, I have to take care of my brother, and I have no time to help. You take care of the dog."

Mr. Valletta was stunned: "What brother?"

It was only then that Su Wanwan remembered that she hadn't told her father yet.

With a quirky smile, Su Wanwan put down the sandwich in her hand, jumped off her chair, and ran upstairs, shouting without looking back, "It's the brother I brought back yesterday! Dad, I've already told him. Okay, now he's my brother, and when I grow up, he'll be my son! I'll take him down and show you!"

Mr. Valletta had an ominous premonition, wondering if Angela secretly brought back someone's baby?

One night has passed, and I don't know what to do in a home that has lost a child. Also, when he came back to his daughter's room last night, he didn't hear the child's cry at all.

So the child has been played dead as a doll by an ignorant daughter?

Thinking of this, my heart is cold, Mr. Valletta can't sit still, he hurriedly got up and chased after him.

As soon as he ran to the second floor, his daughter rushed out like a small cannonball, jumped over and hugged his legs, raised his head and pouted his mouth and asked him, "Dad, why Billy? Gone? Did you find him and give him back to Mary?"

How can it be like this!

Although she didn't ask to pick it up yesterday, she picked it up in the utility room! It was Ms. Mary Shaw who dumped Billy the puppet in the utility room!

Wouldn't it be quite the same as taking Billy from her room without asking her? !

"How can you adults be like this! I've already told Billy! Billy promised me too!" One sentence after another, without gasping for breath, it could be seen that the little girl was out of breath.

Mr. Valletta also understood what was going on, and his heart was relieved, so he bent down in tears and followed the questioning, clenching his fists and hugging his daughter who was so angry, "Okay, okay, Don't be angry, sweetheart, shall we calm down first?"

Su Wanwan unceremoniously pouted him: "How can this kind of thing be calm! You adults fool children like this! Humph!"

Mr. Valletta reluctantly accepted his daughter's saliva spray completely, and when she finally had no words to spray and took a breather, he took the time to explain: "Darling, how could Dad do such a thing, right? Dad swears, I Really didn't send Billy away, I didn't even know until now that you brought Billy back."

Su Wanwan looked at him suspiciously.

Mr. Valletta nodded solemnly: "It's true, Dad didn't lie to you. Otherwise, let's look for it together. Maybe Billy is bored and is hiding where he is playing hide and seek with you."

Su Wanwan, who was held in his arms by Mr. Valletta, put her arms around her chest and her chin on her chin, thinking like a famous detective: "Okay, I believe you for the time being, but Billy's hands and feet are so soft, it's impossible to walk away by himself. Well."

Mr. Valletta followed the child with childish thinking: "Maybe he used to roll?" This is really possible.

Su Wanwan nodded and agreed with Mr. Valletta's proposal.

The two fathers and daughters, one big and one small, knelt down on the ground, pouted their butts, and searched all over the room.

It's a pity that I searched the children's room and couldn't find Billy the puppet.

In the end, Mr. Valletta had to coax his daughter like this: "Perhaps Billy can't bear his mother and has already gone back?"

Su Wanwan pouted: "his mother doesn't want him anymore. I found him in the utility room. He is so pitiful. He was just stuffed on a dusty wooden shelf all by himself."

"But baby, no child can easily give up his mother, can he?"

This is true.

This matter was put aside for the time being, Su Wanwan was a little unhappy being led downstairs by Mr. Valletta to wash her hands and wipe her face, and then continued to eat the already cold breakfast.

The rain stopped in the middle of the night last night, and the sun even came out outside. It looks like it will be a sunny day today.

early morning.

Ms. Mary Xiao, who had been working until the second half of the night before returning to her room to rest, was woken up by a knock on the door. There is her performance today, and she needs to get up early to prepare. Besides, she is also preparing to bring her latest new favorite Karina to the stage, so there is more to prepare.

As I get older, my spirit is particularly poor after staying up late.

Ms. Mary Xiao dragged her tired body off the quilt and got out of bed, but when she opened her eyes, she saw the puppet Billy who was not supposed to be here.

He sat on the open wooden box next to her dresser, leaning against the red satin beside the newer, prettier and more elaborate puppet Karina.

- Just like every night and morning.

The loose skin on Mary Xiao's cheeks trembled nervously, and a pair of light-colored eyes stared at Billy.

The smile on his face was still exaggerated and stiff, and a pair of overly large eyes stared straight ahead stiffly.

In addition to the dirty little suit on him, it was still half wet, and the hair and eyebrows painted with black paint were also faded or distorted and mottled because they had been soaked in water.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and Mary Xiao turned her eyes away with a gloomy face, "Who the **** just came into my room! I'm going to smash the shoes into Mrs. Jasmine's face in a while!"

Mrs. Jasmine was in charge of managing the necessities of life for the actors of the Grand Theater. Although it was likely that some mischievous child did this, Ms. Mary Shaw wouldn't bother to catch that pesky person herself.

After getting dressed indiscriminately, Ms. Mary Xiao stepped angrily and stepped forward, dragged Billy the puppet and threw it into the dirty laundry basket at the corner of the door.

There is no mercy, as if throwing away a piece of garbage that she doesn't like.

Then her hands that had just discarded the puppet Billy held the puppet Karina softly, and her face turned cloudy, showing a tender and expectant smile like a mother: "Kari Na, dear, little sweetheart, mother's little angel, you won't disappoint your mother, right? Look at your smart eyes, how beautiful, maybe what you lack is just the soul of an equally lovely little girl, Is it right?"

Looking at the puppet Karina with the shadow of another little angel in her facial features, a frenzy grew in Mary Xiao's eyes.

Soon, soon she will be able to find her way to the perfect puppet.

The puppet she made will no longer be a puppet, but a real person who can speak and think, and she will become a creator like God

The elegantly dressed woman left with her new favorite, and with the sound of the door closing, the room fell silent again.

It was so quiet that I could even hear the woman in the corridor outside the door impatiently instructing the servant in charge of cleaning to throw the ugly puppet in her room back to where he should go.

The corners of Billy's mouth, whose limbs were twisted and lay in the dirty laundry basket, dropped a little bit, turning into a downward arc. A small stream of water that came out of nowhere trickled down from his forehead, quickly blurring his facial features, and the black and red pavement was sprinkled, making his big eyes still open angrily reveal a terrifying look. gloomy.