Chapter 63 Selling ██ Pigeons II

When the pigeon was crossing the road, two carriages rushed over quickly, scaring it so much that it ran away with its bag.

(It couldn't fly because it was too big)

After the carriage passed, it hurried to look for its bag. That bag was made out of nothing, and without it, it would have to type by itself.

However, the bag disappeared when it fell to the ground. The pigeon had to type by itself with its claws, and the cold weather froze its claws red and swollen.

The sky gradually darkened, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and finally only the pigeon was left. The pigeon was so hungry that it kept crying and shivering as it typed. Snowflakes fell on her white feathers, and the feathers were draped on her wings one by one, looking very beautiful.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the pigeon looked like a thick white carpet on her body.

The pigeon had not eaten or drunk anything all day, and it really couldn't type anymore, so it squatted in a corner. It rubbed its red and swollen claws with its wings, and after a while, its wings were also frozen.

"It's so cold, it would be nice if I had a few votes, guh--"

"This amazingly handsome book friend, and this charming little cutie reading a book, please vote for me, guh! I can go to the little match girl over there and buy some matches to warm my paws, guh..."

Adapted from "The Little Match Girl" guh...