Shen Zhou, helpless, could only say with conviction, "Don't worry, one day the small sprouts will definitely appear before you again, suddenly there, giving you a very, very big surprise."
Doudou listened, but didn't feel happy at all, her mouth pouting as she was about to cry again.
She wiped her eyes and muttered, "Dad, are you going to buy a little chinchilla just like the small sprouts on Taobao or somewhere, and then tell me it's the small sprouts? But I could definitely tell the difference."
"Even if it's exactly the same, I can tell whether it's really the small sprouts or not. Maybe in this world, the small sprouts don't exist anymore, even if you brought me ten thousand little chinchillas, none of them would be the small sprouts."
"Because I am the Little Prince, and the small sprouts are the rose that I planted with my own hands. Even if there are a thousand, ten thousand roses in the world identical to it, my rose is the only one, huh."
