Chapter 592 I only have you (19)
"Brother Song Jing, these are the notes taken by the teacher in class when you asked for leave."
In a dark night, in a bright room, when two children sit together, the picture is extraordinarily warm.
The little girl placed the notes she copied down in front of the quiet young boy.
The little boy silently stared at the neat notes on it, then silently looked at her.
Slim and small, he wanted to open his arms and hug her.
The bandage on his head has not been removed, but the hair has been cut short,
Soft and fluffy,
It looks like wool with a milky fragrance, and it feels great to the touch.
The little girl pinched his face, straightened her face, and said solemnly, "Study hard, Brother Song Jing."
“We want to help each other and study together.”
"." The little boy was silent, staring at her without saying a word, pursing his lips, seemingly a little unhappy.
He is stupid and doesn't want to study.
"You study hard, I'll give you candy." The little girl said seriously.
Under the light, her big bright and beautiful eyes stared at him,
The cheeks are white and tender, just like freshly baked tofu.
A candy appeared in her small palm,
shook, as if to seduce him.
The boy's pitch-black eyeballs moved, and he blinked slowly.
After the previous incident, his reaction seems to have become more sluggish,
It often takes a while to react.
The little girl was not in a hurry, the candy dangled in front of him,
The boy stared at him motionless, silent.
After a while,
He slowly lowered his head and picked up the pen.
Slowly, staring at the notes in the notebook, as if trying to make a hole in it.
His gentle eyebrows and eyes are quiet, his hair is slightly curly,
It looks like a lamb that has just been weaned, it is really delicate and tight.
The little girl shook her legs, supported her head, and looked at him.
Seeing him staring at the opened page of the book, she sighed slightly and turned the book to the first page.
"Brother Song Jing, let's learn one plus one first"
Little teacher Si has a soft voice, the tone of which is like milk, sweet and slippery.
Song Jing held the pen and remained still,
The other hand slowly held her.
It seemed to have become an unconscious habit of him—a habit of holding her hand.
It seems that after holding hands, he can relax a little.
Yun Si didn't say anything, and held it back.
The voice of the little teacher rang in the room, through the crack of the door, and spread outside.
Outside the door, Zhou Simin could hear the warmth when he listened.
Her precious daughter, has always been very caring.
Holding two glasses of milk in her hand, she listened outside the door for a while,
Finally, the two cups of milk in her hands were gently placed at the door.
She left without a sound, without disturbing the people inside.
After Song Jing came to Yunsi's house, he lived in her room.
At the beginning, Zhou Simin considered that Yun Si would grow up, so when buying a bed, he bought a lot bigger.
Now Song Jing is temporarily staying at their house, so he sleeps on Yunsi's bed.
Although the genders are different, both of them are still children, and they are very good.
So Zhou Simin has nothing to worry about.
Song Jing's previous clothes were basically out of size and too small, so Yun Si also gave him her own clothes.
After all, they are children. Many clothes are similar for men and women, and they are not so finely divided.
But Song Jing is really too thin, even wearing Yunsi's clothes, it is too big.
(end of this chapter)