Under An Ge's invitation, Huwa walked into the small courtyard with blue tiles and white walls, his little face flushed with anticipation.
His face looked like a red apple, with a head full of tigerish vigor.
An Ge gently patted the little fellow's head, leading him into the courtyard.
After entering the courtyard, Huwa's round eyes wanted to look around but dared not glance too much. However, the gentle voice of the beautiful sister beside him soon made him feel less nervous. After all, he was a child at heart, quickly becoming curious about his surroundings, glancing left and right.
Gradually, the scene overlapped with his memories!
Nothing had changed much.
"Pretty sister, are you new here?"
"How do you know my name?" Huwa asked, looking up at An Ge beside him.
Already a mother, An Ge was amused by being called sister by this little child, her brows and eyes crinkled into a thin line with a smile,
"Someone told me!"
