Santa Claus?
Qing Ji furrowed his brow.
After a while, he gave up and shook his head.
He didn't know.
"Santa Claus is a figure from human legend..."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
He briefly introduced Santa Claus to Qing Ji.
"...Santa Claus's sleigh is pulled by reindeer."
"I was just suddenly thinking..."
"Isn't your carriage somewhat similar to Santa Claus's sleigh?"
"Then I felt I was overthinking it, so I laughed."
Qing Ji also felt that this human was overthinking things.
His carriage was one of a kind.
That so-called Santa Claus's sleigh... how could it possibly compare to his carriage?
But...
"Where is Santa Claus?"
Qing Ji asked, looking somewhat unnatural.
"I want to meet him."
More precisely, he wanted to see the other party's sleigh.
Xiao Xiao's description of Santa Claus and his sleigh had piqued his curiosity.
Where was Santa Claus?
Xiao Xiao shrugged slightly.
"I want to know too."
"Rather, all humans want to know where he is."
"Especially children."
Santa Claus was supposed to be the beautiful fairy tale in the heart of every child and every adult who had once been a child.
From ancient times to the present, no one knew how many children and adults had searched for traces of Santa Claus.
Many people would rather believe that Santa Claus's whereabouts were mysterious.
They were unwilling to shatter this fairy tale that could be pierced with a single poke.
Sometimes, the truth didn't matter.
What mattered was what one believed in one's heart.
"You don't know?"
Qing Ji wore a look of surprise and astonishment.
"How could you not know?"
"Unfortunately."
Xiao Xiao reached out and stroked Little White Fox's head.
He raised his eyes to look at Qing Ji.
"We really don't know."
"If you ever