This quick wear is a bit sweet

383 Who Am I 21
Xunguang went to the classroom for morning self-study. When he was in the first class, the head teacher suddenly interrupted the English teacher and called Xunguang out.

There were five classrooms in one corridor, all were quiet, except for Li Hua's roar, which could be heard clearly by the forty or fifty students in each classroom.

"Teacher, you must educate her well. If she falls in love at such a young age, can she still keep up with her studies! You must find out that little gangster from No. [-] Middle School."

Xunguang stood in the corridor, everything became nothingness, all he could see was Li Hua's mouth opening and closing, domineering fingers, and the probing eyes of every classroom from the windows.

Curiosity, disdain, watching a show, all kinds of eyes were like a knife lingering on her body, making her want to turn over and jump off.

Li Hua was still talking non-stop, and the class teacher took her to the office and said that the three floors were all Li Hua's voice.

Xunguang silently followed behind, the space was obviously so big, but she felt suffocated and couldn't breathe.

The whole school became a big rock, weighing on her heart.

Li Hua chattered endlessly, and when he reached the door of the office, Xunguang suddenly stopped and said, "Stop talking."

"What did you say!"

"Su Xun, why are you talking to your mother like that!"

Both hands pointed at her at the same time.

"Stop talking, Mom."

Her mother's cry was very low, but she was very calm, which made people feel panicked.

"I don't read anymore."

She left a sentence, strode out, and finally ran, and ran out of the school amidst surprised eyes.

It was the first time that the road to the studio was so long, and she had no strength in her legs at all. She finally reached the place, but she didn't have the strength to go upstairs.

Hopeless, eyes full of gray.

Song Shi was riding his bicycle, and at a glance he saw Xun Guang sitting on the edge of the flower bed, powerless, with dead branches and leaves sticking out from behind her, sucking away all the energy.

"Xiao Xun?"

He rushed over and hugged Xunguang.

"What's going on, is there something uncomfortable, shouldn't you be in class at this time, why are you here?"

Xunguang looked at him blankly, as if he couldn't hear what he was saying.

"Why are your hands so cold? How long have you been here? Go up."

Song Shi supported her, trying to get her up, but Xun Guang's legs were weak and he couldn't stand up.

"Are you feeling unwell? I'll carry you up. After a while, we'll go to the doctor."

As soon as he picked up the light, he picked up the vegetables on the ground and went upstairs.

Suddenly, a muffled cry came from his back.

He paused, and slowed down his steps to go upstairs. Xunguang pressed against his back, crying louder and hotter, and fell on his neck.

He clutched his heart, aching to find the light.

There was no relaxation in this cry, it was all heavy.

He carried the heavy weight on his back, slowly went upstairs, and entered the studio, he put Xunguang on the sofa, holding her crying flushed face.

"I'm here, no matter what, I'm here, okay?"

Xunguang slowly stopped her tears, and she held Song Shi tightly with both hands, panicked.

"I'm scared, they're talking about me, they're looking at me, I'm so scared, they're ruining me, I can't go to school, I'm scared."

Song Shi knelt and hugged her, and said softly, "Okay, no, let's transfer to another school. I have money, a lot of money, and I will raise you."

"Don't leave me, I only have you." Xunguang buried in his arms, begging in a low voice.

Song Shi dared not answer.

Xun Guang is different from others. She is very stubborn and persistent. If she makes a promise, she will never let go.

"I will always watch you, Xiao Xun."

Tired of crying, Xunguang fell asleep in his arms.

Song Shi laid her down, found his coat to cover her, and turned on the air conditioner. He squinted beside the sofa for a while, regained his energy, and went into the kitchen to start cooking.

It took him two trips to the wet market to buy fresh prawns. He picked out the shrimp threads and peeled off the shells, leaving only the meat.

Take photos, post on Weibo, all in one go.

Huahua's Duanyue: "The kitten is downcast and needs to be cheered on."

By the way, I put a picture of my own face, behind me is the messy studio and Xunguang who is curled up and can't see his face clearly.

"Ahhh! Ah Wei is dead, why is it that the boyfriend who is handsome and can cook belongs to someone else!"

"Is the kitten asleep? It looks so sluggish."

"When will this dog food be big?"

"I can't eat anymore. If it wasn't for my little brother's face, I would have canceled it a long time ago."

Song Shi turned his head and glanced at Xunguang who was asleep and restless, smiled helplessly, and started cooking.

When Xunguang woke up, Song Shizheng was planning to wake her up, the food was ready, shrimps, eggs, radish and ribs soup.

Song Shi already knew everything from He Yuanyuan. Seeing her swollen face and red eyes from crying, he whispered, "Let's eat."

Xunguang didn't speak, and ate a big mouthful of pork ribs.

Song Shi put a piece of key on the table: "This is the key to the studio. You go back and tidy it up and live here. In the afternoon, I will buy a single bed and stuff it in the corner for you. I will handle the transfer."

Xun Guang said: "There is no rush to transfer to another school. I will take the final exam tomorrow. As long as I do well, I will have the opportunity to go to the Provincial Experimental No. [-] Middle School."

Song Shidao: "You will definitely do well in the exam. I will send you to the exam room tomorrow."

He saw the efforts of finding light, and hoped that her efforts would be confirmed. Her excellence cannot be erased by Li Hua.

After eating, Song Shi asked Xunguang to close his eyes and said, "I have a surprise for you."

"3, 2, 1!"

He uncovered the covered canvas.

Xunguang opened his eyes abruptly.

What rushed into her eyes was a powerful self, and that spirit seemed to pass through the paint, through the canvas, and rushed directly into her eyes.

She unconsciously held her breath, and the depression in her heart was swept away.

"this is me?"

"It's not you," Song Shi said, "It's the baby I drew. I want to send her to the competition. Are you jealous?"

"It's not just jealousy, I'm going to die of anger."

His gaze of looking for light did not leave the painting.

She seemed to be seeing her girlhood for the first time. It turned out that she was so stubborn, so angular, even the corners of her eyes and brows were full of vigor.

"Don't read it. If you read it again, it's broken. I'll put it away."

Song Shi put away the painting and poured water for Xunguang.

"Don't go back to school in the afternoon, just be a bad student and skip class."

Xun Guang looked at the dark circles under his eyes: "You stayed up late again yesterday, please get some sleep."

"Ah," Song Shi hugged her and lay on the sofa, "Then I'll sleep for two hours, why are you still so thin?"

As he spoke, he fell asleep in a daze.

I didn't sleep all night, and the cold wind was blowing on the roof all night. I was really tired.

Leaning against him, Xunguang took out his phone and took a look. He Yuanyuan missed five calls and three teachers missed calls.

Probably because the phone was not connected, He Yuanyuan sent a WeChat message.

"Your mother is gone, and the class teacher said that you have asked for leave, so don't be late for the exam tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you."

There is also a text message from the head teacher.

"Take the test tomorrow as normal, don't do stupid things, you are still young, such a setback is nothing, it will pass, I told your mother about the puppy love, I will talk about it after the test."

(End of this chapter)