"Little sister, when... did you learn to paint?"
Hua Jin, who was lost in her thoughts due to Hua Cheng's voice, was startled. Only then did she realize that her eldest and second brothers, even little brother Si, were sneaking glances at her from the side.
"Look at you being so hasty, you scared our little sister."
The eldest brother glared at the second brother, then quickly patted Hua Jin's head while muttering words of comfort.
"Pat, pat, don't be scared. Pat the head, scare away the fright. Jin'er, don't be scared, Jin'er, don't be scared."
This move stunned Hua Jin on the spot. She never imagined there would be a day when someone would worry about her being scared, calling her soul back like she was a little child.
To be honest, this feeling was indeed quite novel, but more so, it was warm.
"I'm okay, brother." After repeating this three times, Hua Jin quickly spoke up, grabbing her brother's hand, worried he might do something else unexpected.
