For some reason, from a time that I can't remember, Xia Chenghao has an inexplicable interest in sketching, and usually draws some on the ground, although the grade is small, but he also draws more harmoniously and vividly than others.

So today he vows to draw a sketch that will stay in the alley for a long time and be praised by his neighbors. He didn't have a canvas like the neighbor's child, so he had to use this wall.

Qingguo'er's house next door belongs to the kind of person who quickly recovered from the Great Recession, and that guy has always been in good condition.

"Xiaoya, stand back, be careful to put you directly as a paper figure." Xia Chenghao scared his sister loudly, but the corners of his mouth showed a wicked smile, obviously abusing his brother's privileges.

An Xiaoya was wearing a white cotton jacket and pants, wearing a white hat, her snow-white face was frozen red, like a very cute big apple, if she didn't look carefully at those blinking eyes, she might really be regarded as a dummy.

Hearing her brother's loud "threat", An Xiaoya not only did not show the slightest fear, but giggled, knowing that no one had ever dared to bully herself in front of her brother, and of course her brother would not do that.

"Xiaoya-" Seeing that his sister was motionless, blinking at himself with black eyes, Xia Chenghao had no choice but to find a way to support her, "Go to the kitchen and get the brush." ”

Only in this way can An Xiaoya leave for a while, so that she can make the final idea by herself.

"Brushes? What is Brush? An Xiaoya asked him curiously with wide eyes.

"Alas! - " Xia Chenghao sighed again, every time An Xiaoya asked this kind of question, he always felt that he was old again, and his heart was tired.

He vowed never to be a teacher when he grew up, and he heard that being a teacher would face at least forty or fifty curious babies like An Xiaoya, asking questions from morning to night every day.

How did he know that if he hadn't gone to school for a day, he wouldn't have the possibility of being a teacher when he grew up.

Xia Chenghao squatted down and explained with a gesture: "You can take it in the back, there are many hairy ...... in the front, put it under the table in the kitchen, go and find it, it's too late!" Hurry—"

"Oh!" An Xiaoya looked at her brother with holy and adoring eyes, nodded vigorously, and then ran towards the courtyard gate with her little feet.

Xia Chenghao shouted at the courtyard: "Be careful! ”

"Ugh!" An Xiaoya's voice came from the yard, followed by an "oops", and it seemed that the little guy had fallen into the snow again. There is no crying, she is not a crying child, at least she is not aggrieved when she falls when she is doing things for her brother.

Xia Chenghao took advantage of this opportunity to quickly graffiti on the wall with colored industrial tailings.

Not long after, An Xiaoya ran out with a big brush, panting heavily, blinking her big eyes, and standing one meter away from her brother, meaning to wait for her brother to confirm that the tool in her arms was not what he wanted.

Xia Chenghao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his sister would never ask what a brush was in the future.

"Brother! Here you go! An Xiaoya guessed the correctness of the results of her actions from Xia Chenghao's expression, and then handed the tools to her brother with both hands.

Xia Chenghao stretched out his left hand to take it, staring at a rudimentary figure on the wall, his right thumb and index finger spread out, and gently stroked his chin.

This is a move I learned from my father, my father will do this every time he is silent, and he will nod lightly from time to time, and what makes Xia Chenghao pay the most attention is that his father will smile with satisfaction every time he takes his hand off his chin.

So in front of An Xiaoya, he often stroked his chin and pretended to be thoughtful, until one day, he suddenly found that this action of stroking his chin really made people think of new methods, which was indeed a miracle.

He suddenly changed his mind and didn't want to draw too seriously, but to have new ideas.

I wanted to think about how to inlay my creativity on the face of the painting and make it look more vibrant, and the most important thing was to show Xiaoya's cute appearance in a way.

Since then, Xiaoya's appearance has always been in Xia Chenghao's heart, and she will never forget it. So when he saw Shushu on the shuttle, he felt so kind at first sight, but he understood that the woman in the No. 3 card position opposite was really not Xiaoya.

Thinking about it, he involuntarily raised his eyes to look at the girl who was eating potato chips, and the two of them touched their eyes and avoided them instantly.

Shushu seemed shy to be stared at by this handsome guy, while Xia Chenghao quickly canceled his wrong move, which was not what he should do, but because he thought of An Xiaoya, he couldn't help it.

"Good afternoon, fellow travelers! It's 1:06 Karna time, and your low-altitude shuttle will arrive at Fog Peak Station in 40 minutes, so be prepared. ”

The sweet voice of the flight attendant sounded, reminding everyone that the arrival time was near.

At this moment, Xia Chenghao seemed to see Shushu's face change suddenly in the afterglow, just because he was retracting his eyes, he didn't do it again. Others can talk about boredom, and they don't have any good topics to talk about, so continuing to reminisce about childhood is also a good way to kill time.

Graffiti with his sister Xiaoya that year was the happiest few hours in his childhood memory, really only a few hours, short but infinitely beautiful.

Ever since she took out the brush, the two have been gesturing.

"That's right, that's it." Xia Chenghao muttered to himself, carefully drawing his nose to that face, and kept looking back at Xiaoya, and then adjusting the size of the graffiti.

The younger sister giggled, and Xia Chenghao realized that he had painted the color too closely, and the whole painting looked like a foreigner in a fairy tale.

Xia Chenghao also laughed, this is really fun, although it is not like his sister's face, but his sister is happy. So I won't change it.,Anyway, it's my own doing.,This painting is the biggest and best looking in the alley.,I'll paint the same as my sister in the future.。

"Brother, look, she doesn't have eyes yet!" An Xiaoya reminded him.

"I know that!" Xia Chenghao picked up two pieces of industrial rubber and waste particles from the ground, gently threw them twice in his hand, and then smiled lightly: "The eyes are in my hands!" ”

"Good! I want to load! An Xiaoya clapped her hands and screamed and jumped.

Xia Chenghao shook his head: "No, this thing is too dirty, if you want to touch it, your hands will turn black, not to mention that you are not tall enough to touch its face." ”

"Don't be afraid! You carry me up! An Xiaoya didn't give up, and pulled the corner of Xia Chenghao's clothes with her hand.

"You're disobedient again, I won't buy you marshmallows to eat today!" Xia Chenghao warned sharply.

An Xiaoya stood still, but the tears of grievance began to roll rapidly in her eyes, and her mouth was already pursed.

Xia Chenghao thought to himself that this was over, his sister was going to cry, and hurriedly added: "If you don't cry, you can consider getting you a marshmallow for a while!" ”

This sentence really has a special magical effect, An Xiaoya immediately put back the tears that had just overflowed into her eyes, and showed a happy smile.

"Alright! Now look at how my brother pretends to be an eye on this person! Xia Chenghao said softly, "Did you see the dart hero on TV yesterday?" Brother shows you a hand. ”

"Okay!" An Xiaoya laughed, her eyes narrowed into two slits, and her eyebrows pressed into curved crescents.