These lines of names, gradually went from crooked to straight.
After looking at these characters for so long, Ning Sheng almost couldn’t recognize his own name.
“You wrote it just because I told you to?” He asked, “So obedient?”
He felt a bit irritated for no reason.
Even though his mind kept telling him that this was his arch-enemy, a tiny bit of bias couldn’t help but creep into his heart.
And this bias made him somewhat embarrassed.
“So if I tell you to stand in the corner, you will?” He asked.
Xu Ling instantly stood up and headed for the door, saying, “I’ll do a handstand for you.”
Ning Sheng: “……”
Xu Ling crashed back into the chair.
“I was just teasing you.” Xu Ling told him, “Did you think I was silly?”
Ning Sheng pressed down the corners of his upturned mouth, “Childish.”
This class was about drawing.
When Ning Sheng took out his brand new colored pencils, crayons and watercolors from his small backpack one by one, he felt like he was being surrounded by curious eyes.
That was when he realized that everyone else had very basic drawing tools.
For example, Lu Peng, the kid who looked like a soccer ball, only had a few broken crayons in his hand.
He stared at Ning Sheng’s 72-color colored pencils as if he wanted to drool.
He hesitated for a moment.
“Don’t lend it to him.” Xu Ling told him, “He ate spicy snacks without washing his hands.”
Ning Sheng, who valued cleanliness, moved the pencils closer to himself.
Xu Ling added, “And he didn’t even share any with us.”
“You’re only saying this for that reason.” Ning Sheng pointed out ruthlessly.
Ning Sheng couldn’t draw.
But when it came to these kindergarten kids, he was still quite confident.
He had painted a bright green sun and a few cloud-like leaves and was admiring his masterpiece when suddenly a piece of paper intruded into his view.
On that paper was a lifelike panda.
Ning Sheng: “…”
Feeling utterly outdone, his pride stung.
“Let me show you a panda.” Xu Ling said, “A giant panda.”
“But you’ve written ‘Big Capable Cat’ next to it.” Ning Sheng pointed to the characters beside the drawing, “Dummy.”
“This, this… it’s a new species.” Xu Ling folded the drawing into a small square and tucked it into Ning Sheng’s watercolor box, “For you.”
It hadn’t been long since Ning Sheng had been reborn and he had already received a second gift from his arch-nemesis.
Gifts were hard to refuse.
He rummaged through his backpack, found the bag of lollipops the caregiver had given him yesterday and thought about asking Xu Ling if he wanted one. But it came out as, “These taste awful, I want to throw them away.”
He furrowed his brow and pushed the lollipops away with disdain.
“Hehe, then I’ll bear this suffering.” Xu Ling slipped the candy into his own pocket.
Ning Sheng: “…”
All things considered, it was quite good that he had given it away.
He really wasn’t good at communicating with his arch-nemesis.
Just as he was starting to relax, Xu Ling grabbed his wrist and the slightly cool tip of a pen touched his hand.
What did he want to draw on his hand now?
“It looks bad.” Ning Sheng resisted.
He had spent a long time washing it off with soap last night.
“It’s not bad, take a closer look.” Xu Ling turned his wrist over, “A little butterfly.”
“When I said ‘bad,’ I didn’t mean that…” Ning Sheng was once again exasperated.
“Ning Ning has little wings now.” Xu Ling said, “You can fly on your own.”
Ning Sheng fell silent for a while, then, not too pleased, he raised his hand and rubbed the little devil king’s hair until it was a mess.
“Dummy.” Ning Sheng said, “How can people grow wings?”
His wrist itched, and little friend Xu Ling was quite particular about copyright. He had even written his name next to the little butterfly.
Ning Sheng stared at his wrist which had been doodled on, wanting to cry but having no tears.
It really looked terrible. What was the point of marking someone’s body like this?
Meanwhile, Xu Ling stood up, placed a stool by the window, and pushed it open just a crack.
“Are you hot?” Ning Sheng asked.
Xu Ling shook his head. “No, it’s you who’s hot.”
“Your face is red.” Xu Ling rubbed his cheek.
Ning Sheng: “… Get lost.”
The little devil king’s touch had been quite strong, making his face even hotter.
“Ning Ning, are we best friends?” Xu Ling asked him.
“Who said I wanted to be best friends with you?!” Ning Sheng was exasperated.
Do you know how many times you’ll annoy me in the future?
The chaotic drawing class finally came to an end.
There was recess at the kindergarten and today the sun was shining. Teacher Zhang pushed Ning Sheng’s little wheelchair outside.
He enjoyed the view from the perspective of the principal, watching the teachers and little human cubs frolic on the playground.
Surprisingly, Xu Ling was the best at frolicking, with the most precise movements.
Ning Sheng hadn’t been staring for long when Xu Ling noticed his gaze and waved his hand at him vigorously and his limbs, which had been swinging in harmony, suddenly became tangled.
Ning Sheng snorted lightly and looked away.
When the principal, who had been engrossed in scrolling through short videos on his cracked phone, turned his head and saw this little money tree pouting and staring as if he was upset, he immediately called over a teacher to push Ning Sheng around the area.
“?” Then Ning Sheng, who had been enjoying the scene was pushed away just like that.
His was placed on a swing and swayed leisurely for a while.
When the recess ended, the teacher pushed him back to the classroom.
Near the sandbox in the kindergarten, a few kids were playing with the sand.
“I’m about to dig up treasure.” Lu Peng held a shovel, “When I’m rich, I’m going to buy the whole kindergarten and then blow it up.”
“You’ve got such low ambitions.” A voice mocked him, “I’ll buy it and raise the tuition fees.”
Ning Sheng: “…”
It had to be said, some people’s capitalistic minds had already shown their early signs during their little devil king era.
The corner of his lips curled up slightly and then he heard the two kids talking.
“Why don’t you come down and dig then?” Lu Peng asked, “Why are you just standing by the sandbox?”
“It’s dirty.” Xu Ling said.
“Tsk.” Lu Peng sneered, “You were rolling around inside it the other day copying Ultraman Tiga.”
“Don’t insult Ultraman Tiga.”
“You’re afraid of getting your clothes dirty, because then the princess won’t play with you, right?”
“See this?” Xu Ling reached into his down jacket hood and pulled out a bag of lollipops, “The princess gave me these.”
“Wow.” Lu Peng was envious, “Give me one.”
Xu Ling reached into his pocket, took out a cheap milk candy and handed it to him. “Here, take this.”
“You owe me five tomorrow.” He told him.
The chubby kid’s hand trembled.
“Playing with the princess is really great.” Lu Peng sighed, “You get to have tasty snacks.”
“It’s not like that.” Xu Ling told him.
Ning Sheng felt his heart warm.
Then Xu Ling pulled out an Ultraman pendant from his pocket, hooked his finger through it, and showed it off in front of Lu Peng. “When you play with the princess, you get new toys too!”
Ning Sheng’s smile froze on his lips.
That damned little devil king, did he only get close to him for food and toys?
When he left the classroom, he was still in a relatively good mood. However on the way back he stopped smiling and the teacher, thinking he was unhappy, tried to cheer him up by offering various stuffed animals and singing nursery rhymes.
Ning Sheng held his stuffed puppy and berated himself a hundred times in his mind.
No way, right? Was he really expecting his arch-nemesis to have a heart?
And besides, what did Xu Ling’s actions have to do with him?
“I’m not unhappy.” He told the teacher.
After the recess, Xu Ling swaggered back into the classroom and placed a shiny object in front of Ning Sheng. “I picked up a piece of the sun for you.”
“I don’t want it.” Ning Sheng couldn’t be bothered to respond.
But wait, wasn’t that a piece of broken glass?
Ning Sheng gave the little devil king a disdainful look, then grabbed the glass and forcefully tossed it into the trash can.
The little devil king stared at the trash can, stunned. “Don’t you want the sun?”
“I don’t want your junk!” Ning Sheng said, “Don’t bring it to me.”
Xu Ling: “…”
Xu Ling made a huge commotion with building blocks, then went outside to have a couple of fights with the other kids in the class. He absentmindedly observed his desk partner.
His deskmate seemed sullen.
“Ning Ning.” As lunchtime approached, Xu Ling couldn’t hold back anymore. He pushed a disposable paper cup over, “Have some juice.”
“I don’t want it.” Then when he turned his head and glanced at the cup, he asked, “What kind of juice is it?”
It actually smelled quite nice.
“I used the lollipops you gave me to make it.” Xu Ling said with a smile, “I used all of them, it’s all for you.”
Ning Sheng: “…”
“I won’t poison you.”
“Who cares if you poison me or not.” Ning Sheng pushed the paper cup away.
The little devil king’s eyes briefly became confused, as if he didn’t quite understand why he had thought to say that.
Ning Sheng, “Go away.”
But the small wheelchair was pushed by someone.
“Ning Ning, let’s go pee.” The little devil king told him, “Good friends pee together.”
Ning Sheng really didn’t want to deal with him, but he had no choice and was pushed out of the classroom.
Once again, the little devil king used all his strength and carried him into the restroom, then helped him wipe his hands with a handkerchief.
Was it necessary to go to such lengths to deceive and manipulate just for food and drinks?
In terms of the gains, wasn’t it unequal for the calculating little devil king?
After lunch, it was time for nap, and Ning Sheng yawned, temporarily setting aside his confusion.
Naptime at the kindergarten was arranged in consideration of his mobility issues, so he had his own bed.
In the past few days, the little devil king liked to bother him by lying at the head of his bed, but today, seeing that he was in a bad mood, the little devil king didn’t dare to come.
Without the top dog of the kindergarten to keep things in check, there was a bit of a problem.
He slept soundly, but was awakened halfway through.
A few older kids from the senior class didn’t nap and sneaked over to play on his small wheelchair.
“I’m sitting on it, now I’m the princess!”
“Give it another spin, and it’ll be my turn.”
“‘Go away’ ‘shut up,’ look, aren’t I just like Ning Sheng?”
Ning Sheng: “…”
Not at all like him.
He didn’t have that tone at all.
Kids were so simple; they could even treat this thing as a toy.
He enjoyed the spectacle, watching the show with wide-open eyes.
But in the end, the wheelchair was played to the point of damage. It shot sparks and lightning as it carried four or five kids and crashed into the side of his bed with a loud clang, the armrest poking into his leg, which was resting on the bed.
One wheel came off and rolled away in circles.
Ning Sheng: “Woo ?????”
“What are all of you doing?” An angry roar erupted from behind him.
Xu Ling, who seemed to have just woken up, rushed out with a blanket, grabbed one of the ringleaders, and started punching him.
The little devil king swung his fists, pinned the person down, choked them down and mercilessly pounded them into the ground. He used his feet to kick and his mouth wasn’t idle. It looks like he was about to bite again.
This wasn’t the first time Ning Sheng had seen Xu Ling fight, but Xu Ling was really going all out.
“Xu Ling, that’s enough.” Ning Sheng said softly, “Stop fighting.”
But it was useless.
He couldn’t make the raging Xu Ling stop.
The little devil king could play with him and make him laugh, but he couldn’t control him.
“Xu Ling!” He shouted loudly, “Stop!”
“What’s going on? What’s going on?” The teachers who heard the commotion rushed in, finally separating the kids who had become a tangled mess.
Xu Ling, panting heavily with a fierce look in his eyes, stood in front of Ning Sheng.
Several parties involved were called in with their parents, and because Ning Sheng’s wheelchair was severely damaged, he was sent home early.
After dinner, with the company of his caregiver, he went through his daily rehabilitation training before taking a hand warmer and sitting on the sofa to watch TV.
As the sky gradually darkened, his mind drifted and he thought about Xu Ling.
The little devil king’s fighting ability was simply top-notch among kids of his age. Those older kids from the senior class all had bumps on their heads.
But what about Xu Ling? How was he doing?
He had a child-friendly smartphone, but Xu Ling didn’t.
There were some things he wanted to ask, but he couldn’t.
“Are we going to town to buy things today?” He asked the caregiver.
“Hmm? Not today.” The caregiver said, “We’ve already bought everything we needed.”
“Do we need to wash the car?” He asked again.
“No need.” The caregiver told him, “Little Young Master, you don’t know right? Your car isn’t washed at the town’s shops.”
Ning Sheng “oh’ed”.
He would be a bit unreasonable to want to go to the town down the hill now.
Just as he was thinking this, the caregiver came over and said, “Little Young Master, there’s a child at the door who’s been squatting there for a while. It seems he has come to see you. Would you like to take a look?”
Ning Sheng: “?”
Since his wheelchair was sent for repairs, the caregiver helped him put on a thick coat and carried him to the bench in the garden at the front door.
Ning Sheng looked up, and there was Xu Ling perched on the round stone at the villa’s entrance.
“Are you hatching eggs there?” He asked angrily.
“I haven’t learned that one yet.” Xu Ling told him then jumped down only to tumble to the ground with a thud.
Ning Sheng: “…”
“Calculated wrong.” Xu Ling said, “My legs are numb.”
“Why didn’t you ring the doorbell?” Ning Sheng asked him.
Xu Ling: “Can you install a doorbell on the ground too?”
Ning Sheng: “…”
Alright, understood. He couldn’t reach it.
“I should install one on the ground for dogs?” He asked.
The little devil king grinned, limping over to sit beside him, still holding a thermos.
“My dad asked me to deliver a part up the mountain.” The little devil king told him.
“So you came all the way to my doorstep?” Ning Sheng asked.
“What’s in the thermos?” Ning Sheng pointed to it.
“Peanut soup.” Xu Ling added, “It’s really tasty.”
He took the small bowl from the thermos and poured some for Ning Sheng.
“Little Young Master.” The caregiver reminded from a distance.
He wasn’t allowed to eat unidentified food.
“You can go inside.” Ning Sheng said.
The caregiver: “But…”
Ning Sheng: “I’ll call you when I want to go back.”
The caregiver left, leaving only Ning Sheng and Xu Ling on the garden bench.
Ning Sheng took the small bowl and tasted a little bit.
“Too sweet.” he frowned, “Not good.”
“Really?” Xu Ling took the bowl and glugged it down himself.
Ning Sheng was dumbfounded.
“Didn’t you bring it for me!”
This kid did things and said things with no rhyme or reason.
“It’s a bit sweet.” The little devil king wiped his mouth, “It looks like that shop might go out of business.”
He reached into his pocket, found a band-aid, and then squatted down, rolling up Ning Sheng’s pants leg.
A chilly wind blew in and Ning Sheng shivered.
On his lotus like fair little leg, there was a bruise from the commotion earlier at noon.
Xu Ling tore open the band-aid.
“Littering is not allowed.” Ning Sheng said.
“Oh.” Xu Ling squatted down and put the wrapping paper back in his pocket.
He was dressed lightly and his clothes weren’t properly fastened. As he moved, they rolled up, revealing several scars on his waist, as if they had been scratched out in a brawl.
Ning Sheng looked at the little devil king who was squatting on the ground, holding his small leg and putting a chubby band-aid on his little bruise.
He reached out, grabbed Xu Ling’s hair, and said loudly, “You’re an idiot!”
“Can this idiot be your best friend?” The little devil king asked, tilting his head.
Ning Sheng’s cheeks warmed slightly and he turned his head away. “That I’ll….. I’ll consider it.”
Please kindly turn off the adblock, thank you.