The little figure in the painting has pigtails, big eyes, and a slightly curved mouth, looking very serene.
Su Xun took the drawing paper and carefully looked at every detail. "Wow, Xiao Chuan, you should become a painter in the future. You'll definitely be amazing."
Xiaochuan blushed at the praise and said softly, "It's not as good as you say. If you like it, you can have it."
"I really like it, so I'll take it."
Su Xun happily returned to her seat with the painting in her hand. Pei Ke had already returned and was sitting in her seat drinking milk. Seeing Su Xun staring at a piece of paper, she leaned over.
"What is this? Oh? Isn't this you?"
"Hmm! It was drawn by Xiaochuan for me. What do you think? Isn't it amazing?"
"Xiao Chuan? You mean that transfer student, Pu Xiao Chuan? This is just so-so. I can draw too, and I'm no worse than him." Pei Ke heard that it was Pu Xiao Chuan who drew it, and perhaps because of his childish nature, he insisted on competing with him.
"You can draw too? Then draw for me, and I'll know who's better." Su Xun and Pei Ke had been interacting more lately, and she gradually dared to bicker with Pei Ke occasionally.
"Tch, I wouldn't stoop to comparing myself to him." Pei Ke turned back around.
"Ring ring, ring ring..."
Su Xun wanted to continue talking to Pei Ke, but the class bell rang, so she had to put the painting away and take out her textbook.
Children are forgetful, and this incident became just a minor episode. No one mentioned it again, as if it had never happened.
Much later, when Su Xun was tidying up his belongings, he accidentally came across this yellowed portrait and remembered that he had such a past with Pu Xiaochuan and Pei Ke.
Looking at it again at that time, the portrait was not nearly as amazing as it had been then, and the style was quite childish. But those memories did evoke many things in my heart, swaying gently in the warm breeze.
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