Shen Hanxiu watched as Su Nian abruptly stopped cursing and smiled deeply, "What's wrong? Done cursing?"
Su Nian pointed at the painting on the big screen, her mouth agape but too stunned to speak for a long time, inwardly despising herself for being so stupid and silly, cursing herself so harshly!
"That... How come you have that?!"
"Why shouldn't I have it?"
"I clearly drew that!"
She remembered, she drew it for Han Zisheng.
Back when they were in kindergarten, she missed him during class and drew the picture with colored pencils, then went to his house after school.
"Han Zisheng! Han Zisheng!" just like always, he didn't respond to her calls.
The kind grandfather came out: "Nini is here? Zisheng is in the backyard!"
Without saying anything else, she ran to the backyard and saw him sitting by the stone table.
