Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don't Be Too Sweet

Chapter 91

Out of Favour

Author: 橙子澄澄

Source: Instadoses

"Brother Axiu!"

His hand rose and was about to slam the brush down in the next instant when the little baby called out with a rush, making Axiu stiff.

He was breathing rapidly, and he turned tyrannical, muddled and helpless eyes at the child.

Liu Yusheng's entire heart felt as if it was being fiercely clutched by an invisible hand, smacked of pain.

She squeezed into the young man's arms, her small hand grasping the wrist of the hand that was holding the brush. She pulled it down, then placed her small hand on the back of the slim, pale hand. "I couldn't write before, and this is how you taught me at first."

Her tiny hand made the effort to propel the young man's hand, dropping the tip of the brush onto the white paper, one stroke at a time, driving him, leaving ink marks on the paper.

"This is the human character." The font was loose, crooked, and shapeless, but the smile that burst out of Liu Yusheng's face was unusually bright. She looked back at the young man, her eyes all happy and excited. "See, isn't it easy? Writing isn't as hard as you think, Brother Axiu, don't be discouraged. You've just temporarily forgotten how. It's not that you can't. Even if you really can't, it's okay. Let's take our time, I'll accompany you."

That character was ugly, almost like a cloud of ink, and it was completely incomparable to the graceful font that the little child next to him had written.

But strangely enough, the mania that permeated Axiu's body slowly diminished and disappeared.

Because of that smile, because of the warmth transmitted from the young, tiny hand that was half the size of the back of his hand.

As Axiu's eyes calmed, he pursed his lips and said, "No, and teach."

"Okay."

The child turned her hand, engrossed with her hands, and taught him how to write across and down a blank piece of paper.

The little person was only a fraction higher than the square table and could only stand, and that was it. He was sitting on the stool, but was still half a head taller than her.

When he wrapped his arms around her, he was enveloping her in his world. He liked it very much. He just felt that she was the world's most precious treasure, who could make him desperate to protect.

"It's not a hair tie, it's Shengshseng." Unbidden, such a soft phrase spilled out of his mouth.

The sound rang in her ears, very light and faint, like an unconscious murmur, and Liu Yusheng happened to hear it clearly.

After a slight startle, the corner of her lips slowly curled up.

Yeah, Brother Axiu was finally able to distinguish that she wasn't the red hair tie he had once hid in his arms.

More and more ink colored the white paper and the handwriting became clearer and clearer. The young man was completely unaware that he was writing more and more smoothly, faster and faster. Even to the end, he didn't look at those papers written by the little child again, but his pen never stopped.

Liu Yusheng was the first to notice. She secretly removed the force of her hand, and remained virtual on the back of the boy's hand, while the pen continued sliding.

The young man gradually indulged in it unawares, until he finished writing a few pages of paper. It was only when he found himself without the small hand on the back of his hand, which transmitted warmth to him, that he suddenly stopped moving, his hand stiffening in mid-air.