Leaving a phone number behind, Little Taotie waved his small hand: "Goodbye, white-clothed brother!"
The young man in white chuckled and patted Little Taotie's small head: "I'm not called white clothes, my name is Nie Qing."
"Bye-bye, Brother Nie~"
"Can you go back by yourself?"
"Of course!" Little Taotie showed a little fist: "I can even beat a Python!"
Nie Qing looked into the distance and handed Little Taotie a paper crane, "Maybe it will bring you good luck."
Little Taotie saw that the paper crane was made with gold foil paper, very beautiful, and felt a bit embarrassed to accept it.
"Hold it well." Nie Qing placed the paper crane into her palm and chuckled: "Then I'm off, contact me if anything comes up."
...
On the way back, Little Taotie held the beautiful paper crane in her palm, smiling with curved eyes.
Her foot stumbled on a stone, and Little Taotie stopped.
Little Taotie looked down; where was the stone? There was another paper crane on the ground.
