you at that time

She looked at me worriedly: "Does it still hurt?"

I shook my head: "It doesn't hurt, it's fine."

She frowned and asked, "Is it really not hurting?"

I smiled: "It's okay, just bumped my head."

Following her example, he wiped some white ash on his hand from the window sill and wiped it on her face.

She pursed her lips but didn't hide, she still frowned and looked at me, even though I wiped a smudge on her face in vain.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so I reached out to wipe off the white ashes on her face, and rubbed her head: "I said it's all right."

It's not the first time I bumped my head. When I was naughty when I was a child, bumping into a cabinet, falling down and breaking my skin, it can be dealt with as a trivial matter.

It's just that Lu Sui is pampered, so he may not understand the way of life of wild children like us.

In order to change the subject, I pointed to the window and asked her: "I'm going to buy a shelf and put some plants here, what do you think?"

Sure enough, her eyes followed me on the white wall under the window. After thinking for a while, she began to express her opinion: "You can plant a row of succulents, and then plant some prickly pears below." She took a few steps back and put her finger on the Chin, thinking for a while: "I'll go back and check which plants are suitable for the office."

I nodded: "Okay, then I will give this to you."

She hummed, and seemed to be caught up in interest, and looked up and scanned the wall of the room: "Jian Xuqiu, let's hang a picture here, so it won't be too empty. Put bookshelves here, and you can see them when you come in. Put bookshelves here. A lamp, put your desk here, it will make the office look bigger, your bed can be placed here, and a picture can be hung here..."

I listened to her well-organized design and placement, and said in my mouth: "Mmm, yes, yes."

In fact, she said so much, and I didn't write down a single word. After she arranged everything for me, I had no choice but to intervene: "How about I give you my office."

She turned to look at me, her brows and eyes curved in a happy manner: "Okay."

Maybe she just came home from school, she is dressed very well today, with a ponytail tied neither high nor low, with a few broken hairs on her forehead, the long ones hang down naturally, the short ones are playfully raised, and the uneven ones are It looks very comfortable.

I suddenly remembered the time when she was in her third year of high school. When I was waiting for the green light, I saw her in the same way.

Wearing a school uniform that looked a little too big, she habitually held the two straps of her schoolbag with both hands, her thumbs still tucked in, and she kept her legs together and obediently looked at the traffic light opposite her.

At that time, I thought, Sui Sui had already grown into this appearance, and many boys should like it.

Of course, I think so now too.

My gaze followed her movement, and I saw her squatting aside, studying something.

I followed and walked over, and when I got to her, she had already picked up a brush and dipped some paint on a piece of white paper on the ground and started painting.

She painted a circle with goose yellow color and asked me: "Why are there these here?"

I groaned: "I found a friend who can paint to help me paint the outer wall. This is left by him. I think there are quite a few left, so I didn't throw it away. I thought I might be able to paint something in the future. "

As for the piece of paper at her feet.

I knelt down and opened it, and it turned out to be discarded wrapping paper.

During the process of Lu Sui drawing lace to the circle, I saw a drop of sweat behind her ear, dripping down along the outline of the ear.

Only then did I realize how hot the room was at the moment.

I don't want to disturb her because of her interest, so she stood up and took a few steps back, picked up her mobile phone and called the shopping mall just now, asking her if she could change the time and arrange for me now to come over and install an air conditioner.

After hanging up the phone and turning around, Lu Sui was squatting next to the white paper on the ground with a pen, as if waiting for me.

I put my phone away and walked over, and heard her ask: "You come here every day, isn't it too hot?"

I nodded: "Of course it's hot."

She blinked slightly and looked up at me: "Are you so nice to everyone?"

I froze.

I didn't think about it when she didn't ask, but when she asked, I felt that the answer I should say was no.

If the person squatting on the ground just now was Xiaoli, I would probably let her bear it, you are hot and I am hot too, we are all adults, so tired and hard can't afford it?

Let it be hot.

I bowed my head and smiled faintly, walked up to her and knelt down: "I have to pretend anyway." I changed the subject and asked, "Are you waiting for me to draw?"

She hummed lightly and handed me the pen: "Draw anything in the circle."

I wondered: "whatever?"

She nodded: "whatever."

I took the pen and waved it casually in the air a few times: "Is this okay?"

She laughed softly, put her hands on her knees, and tilted her head to look at me: "Yes."

I let out a clear oh.

She had already dipped the pen with black paint, and I drew a kitten squatting on the ground very neatly in her circle as I remembered.

"The only one who will." After finishing the pen, I said something, then turned to look at Lu Sui: "Does it look good?"

She nodded: "cute."

I couldn't help laughing: "It's good-looking, it's cute. If you answer cute, I will think that my paintings are not good-looking."

After hearing this, she looked at me with a smile and asked, "You want me to tell the truth?"