My bamboo horse is super sweet

Chapter 20 020: Are there many people who like you?
Xu Shengxiang closed the door, and then walked in, carrying out his duties as an older sister: "How can you call him by his name directly, you want to call him brother, do you understand?"

This he, of course, refers to the closure of the city.

Since she was a child, she has been the youngest one and has been well protected by them.

Now, it was finally her turn to discipline others, and it didn't feel bad.

Little Xingxing sat on the same chair that Fengcheng sat on just now. Because he was too young, his feet could not reach the ground, so he could only swing around in the air.

Hearing this, he only glanced at her, and resolutely refused: "No."

He refused too decisively, Xu Shengxiang choked suddenly: "Why not?"

He obviously didn't want to answer this question.

Little Xingxing pursed her mouth, lowered her head and remained silent.

Xu Shengxiang was a little ashamed.

It seems that what her sister did was a bit of a failure.

Because not only did he refuse to call Fengcheng brother, but she had never heard him call her sister.

They all omitted the title and just said 'you', which is probably why Xu Shengxiang felt that he was a little mature.

Maybe he just can't accept it yet, and she can't force him to open up completely to herself.

Well, she gave up, skipped the topic directly, pointed to the drawing paper in his arms, and then opened her palm to him: "Did you draw it today? Show me."

Hearing her mention this, Little Xingxing subconsciously wanted to hide the painting in his hand,
Realizing that this move was a little unnecessary, his face was stained red, and he hesitated for a while, as if he was considering whether to give it to her.

That appearance finally has the appearance that a child should have.

Xu Shengxiang couldn't help laughing: "Why? Can't bear to show it to me?"

Hearing what she said, Little Xingxing retorted eagerly: "Of course not."

He only wanted to show it to her alone.

With a blushing face, Little Xingxing slowly took out the painting in his arms and handed it to her, looking at her with clear eyes full of expectation.

Xu Shengxiang took the drawing paper and gently rubbed his hair: "Good boy."

Little Xingxing was a little embarrassed, and lowered her head not to look at her.

Xu Shengxiang spread out the drawing paper in his hand.

What he painted was an oil painting with a girl in the middle and a large sunflower next to it.

Girls are colorful, sunflowers are black.

Weird color scheme.

Little Xingxing took the initiative to explain for her: "That girl, it's you..."

He was unusually shy.

In fact, he came here today because he wanted to give this painting to her, but he was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to say it.

Xu Shengxiang froze for a moment, his heart filled with warmth.

Thinking back to when he first came here, the main tone of the paintings was dark, and the whole painting was covered with large swathes of black, which made people feel the depression and rejection in his heart.

Although black is still the main tone now, at least he is willing to try color now... It can be seen that he is slowly coming out.

Thinking of this, Xu Shengxiang smiled: "The painting is so beautiful."

It was a smile from the heart, bright and comfortable, like the warmth after the first snow melted, so that everyone around her could be infected by her.

Little Xingxing's heart is also inexplicably sweet, as long as she sees her smile, even if she hasn't come to see him for a while, she can forgive him.

He blushed, lowered his head, shook his toes thoughtfully, and asked in a low voice: "You are at school, do many people like you?"

(End of this chapter)