secretly kiss the moon

Chapter 31 Sister, do you have parents?

summer night.

A crescent moon hung in the gray-blue sky, and the stars in the sky illuminated the dark night.

The desolate night seemed particularly quiet, and the crickets seen in the grass kept chirping one after another, which sounded particularly pleasant to her ears.

Occasionally a breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness, and Yanxi couldn't help shivering.

Lu Zhixu pulled over and stopped the car, and Yanxi stood aside, watching him take off his coat and wrap it around her.

"It's a little cold, don't be disgusted and put it on first."

Yanxi smiled softly, how could she dislike it.

"Thank you."

Sitting on the bicycle again, she gathered up her large coat, which still had the fragrance of laundry detergent on it.

The street lamps illuminated the figures of the two, making them look extra warm.

She took out her mobile phone and secretly recorded the shadows of the two of them.

Lu Zhixu learned that the pen she bought cost her a lot of savings. Every birthday after that, he would personally ask Yan Xi for birthday gifts. Most of them were made by Yan Xi himself. This was meaningful and did not cost her a lot. money.

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On June 6st, Children's Day, Yunxi Middle School organized a voluntary activity, and their class was assigned to the Yunxi Central Welfare Institute to visit the children in the orphanage.

When the children in the orphanage saw them arriving, most of them came forward excitedly and shared the gifts they brought.

A very small number of children stood aside timidly, not daring to go forward.

Seeing them, Yanxi seemed to see herself in junior high school, when she was submissive in everything she did.

She took a few bags of snacks, walked to them, and gave them the snacks.

He touched their heads with pity, compared to them, Yanxi felt that he was living a very happy life.

She has a mother who loves her, a grandmother and uncle, and many friends.

And they, without any relatives, also lost a lot of love.

She squatted down, looked at the three children in front of her who were still a little wary of her, and smiled kindly at them.

"Tell me, what are your names?"

The three of them sized her up for a while, then spoke leisurely.

"Sister, my name is Kangkang."

"Sister, my name is Huabao."

"Sister, my name is Xiaojun."

"Kangkang, Huabao, Xiaojun." Yanxi called them one by one.

Kangkang is the eldest of the three, and he usually takes care of the two younger siblings.

Yan Xi rubbed Hua Bao's cheeks, she was so chubby and cute.

"The little flower baby is so cute."

Notice the traces of oil paint on their hands.

"Were you painting just now?"

The three nodded at the same time.

Kangkang said, "Yes, we were teaching Huabao to draw just now."

"So do you like painting?"

The three of them said in unison, "I like it."

Yan Xi's eyebrows arched, "Sister likes it very much too."

The three of them took her to the place where they were drawing just now. On the somewhat messy table were the unfinished paintings of the three of them just now.

She picked it up, and the painter was a bit jerky, but she could still tell at a glance that what they painted was a family of three including parents, mothers and children.

Suddenly the tip of the nose became sour, and my heart felt blocked and uncomfortable.

Hua Bao asked her very innocently, "Sister, do you have parents?"

Yan Xi knelt down and touched her cheek lovingly, "My sister has a mother, but my sister's father left a few years ago, and I will never see him again."

Hua Bao muttered in frustration, "I really want Mom and Dad too."

Yan Xi suppressed the sadness in his heart and abruptly changed the topic.

"Come on, my sister will teach you how to draw."

"it is good."

The three of them sat obediently on the chairs.

"You draw my sister, and my sister draws the three of you, okay?"

"it is good."

Yan Xi picked up the pencil and looked up at the three of them from time to time. The outlines of the three children gradually appeared on the white paper.

During the intervals of painting, she would check on the situation of the three children. Although the three painters were slightly abstract, she would still praise them.

"Baby Xiaohua, did you draw the sister in the skirt?"

Hua Bao nodded cutely, with a lollipop in his mouth.

"Yes, beautiful sister."

In the perception of little girls, just wearing a skirt is the definition of beauty.

"Well, Huabao is awesome."

The four continued to create their own paintings until a boy came in and broke the silence at the moment.

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PS: Ask for tickets once a day~~
(End of this chapter)