Xin also turned his head in confusion.

Does anyone else in Y City know themselves?

“…… Ah, hello, I didn't expect to meet you here. She looked at the short-haired woman in front of her and recalled the haunted house experience at the amusement park.

It's the mother of the little princess who loves to cry.

It's such a coincidence, I moved here to be a neighbor.

"Did you just move in today? My brother and I live opposite you. ”

"Yes, it's fate! Our children like your brother, and the last time he came home, he was arguing with us to see his little brother. Well, now it's a neighbor. The woman smiled and pointed in the direction of the living room, "She's still playing with blocks, we'll bring her over to visit you when we're ready." ”

"Okay, then you guys get busy first."

Carrying a few plastic bags full of paint into the room, Xin also poured a glass of water and handed it to his lips, and 001 started to sigh.

"Alas...... The goddess has a dream, and the king has no heart. ”

001: "Huh? What do you mean? ”

"Can't you see? The little princess on the other side obviously fell in love with our family. She took a sip of hot water and continued, "Now the child is enlightened early, and my brother's beauty ...... Ordinary people really can't resist it. It's normal for him to be remembered. ”

001: "You're not worried?" After all, they are their peers. ”

Xin also slowly put away his smile: "Think I'm old? ”

001：“…… No, you're still young. ”

"This bit of self-confidence is still there, he won't like others." She exhaled a thin breath of white vapor, and her eyebrows were as thick as ink, "...... Because he is Bai Yanshu. ”

Because he is Bai Yanshu, he will not be tempted by others except her.

……

The huge white room was covered with colorful paints.

On the central easel is a tall canvas, and a beautiful little boy stands on a ladder, holding a paintbrush, and is intently drawing.

He's drawing a man.

A woman who is rooted in her heart with a smile and a smile.

From the beginning of his studies, the most he painted were white and flawless lilies, because they were the first bouquets he saw when he woke up.

He did not tire of repeated copying, because he knew that this beauty would one day bloom in his pen, and that this beauty would one day be used on another person.

That's the people he loves, the people he admires, the people he admires.

He willingly was bound by her and soothed all those who breed darkness.

Oh, my sister.

……

He was going to give away the painting, on her birthday.

As the sun gradually set, a golden halo poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Bai Yanshu put away his brush, moved his easel, and placed a new painting in its original position.

It is painted with a familiar lily.

Then the little boy sat down in his chair and waited quietly for the three knocks that would ring on time every day.

"Knock, knock, knock."

He curled his eyes into a charming smile.

"Xiaobai, it's time for dinner." A cold female voice peeked through the door.

Bai Yanshu finally got up and shouted outside in a sweet and soft voice:

"I heard you, sister, I'll be right away."

Walking all the way to the dining table, the smile on his face was put away before it bloomed, and his tone became extremely cold.

“…… How are you in our house? ”

Usually only he and his sister had a third unrelated person at the table, and he endured strong unhappiness and said to the little red figure, "Come down, go away." ”

At the table sat a small and delicate little girl, wrapped in a red cotton jacket when she first met, with a ruddy and happy face, who was the precious daughter of the couple who had moved here.

She curled her mouth aggrievedly at the moment, her bright eyes were about to cry, and she didn't seem to expect that her favorite little brother would hate her so much.

"Bad guys...... Woohoo......"