Suna silently thought to herself that she could also get a lot of small red flowers in the future.
The kid's room is clean and tidy. The things on the short desk are arranged regularly from high to low, and the bedsheets are laid out without unnecessary wrinkles.
The overall color tone is not very bright, giving people a very simple and elegant feel.
Except for the Rubik's Cube lying quietly on the pure white plush carpet, it is difficult to imagine that this is a little boy's room.
Shen Silin took a bite of the fruit, his fair and tender cheeks puffing up cutely.
Seeing the little pink dumpling stumbling to leave, his pure and beautiful eyes shone like glass, and he said a little anxiously:
"You, where are you going?"
It was subconscious to say it, but there was nothing to do here.
Suna didn't want to disturb him, and there was no extra bench in the room.
Fendanzi smiled sweetly and said, "Brother... stay outside and watch SpongeBob SquarePants."
The boy lowered his eyes and puffed up his face, and patted his back with his soft hands, "Sit here, sit here."
The bed at the back is clean and flat, the height is specially designed for children, and the corners are wrapped with sponge to prevent accidental bumping.
The girl was stunned for a moment, shook her head seriously, and said slowly: "It will mess it up."
The two braids on top of his head swayed softly when he shook his head.
Shen Silin paused, Liuli's beautiful eyes were swept twice by her eyelashes, and she felt slightly confused.
Obviously he didn't quite understand her answer.
Why can't it be messy?
The boy muttered under his breath, "Okay, to make a mess."
Su Na stretched out his brows and recalled word by word: "Mama said it's not good to mess up other people's things. It's troublesome to clean them up..."
Besides, it was already very neat and tidy, and she couldn't bear to do it.
Shen Silin blinked and looked at Li Ping's sheets.
He took care of it himself and tidied it up every time he got out of bed. He considers the room to be his own territory, and the table and floor are always clean, so his mother rarely comes in.
But he strangely didn't object to what this sister did.
Can't explain it either.
So he could only say softly: "No, it's not troublesome." The little boy raised his head, met the little girl's confused gaze, and said, "No, it's not troublesome at all."
The other party's eyes lit up, and the pigtails on his head jumped up to the sky with excitement, and he said softly:
"What a good duck, let me stay here with my brother! Don't say anything, I won't... disturb you..."
As if to confirm his own words, his little steps couldn't help but relax.
She was so quiet that Mr. Shen Silin looked back at her from time to time. The numbers left by the pencil on the paper are round, but they are also beautiful and neat, and have a childishness that suits their age.
The strokes gradually slowed down, and finally the master stopped.
Because when he looked back again, the little girl was already asleep on the bed. The cardboard with small crayon graffiti was quietly placed aside. On it were two simple line figures holding hands.
Shen Silin carefully picked up the cardboard, looked at it and placed it on the table. After a few seconds, he slowly put it into the drawer below and locked it carefully.
…
The sky has darkened, and it's time to go to bed for the children who have to go to school tomorrow.
Mother Shen tidied up the room where the girl was going to sleep. She thought of something and asked gently:
"Nana, are you afraid of the dark when sleeping alone?"
Why be afraid of the dark?
Monsters and ghosts all deceive children.
Little Suna was about to shake his head when he felt a sight on the back of his head that was hard to ignore.
Just a glance, Shen Silin didn't know when he was standing by the door.
Mother Shen happened to turn around to straighten the sheets.
The other party's glass-like clear eyes turned dark brown due to the light, and he looked at her quietly.
