Wan Qiu's hand, which was holding Yang Xiaoyu's clothes, tightened unconsciously.

When he couldn't tell whether he had made a mistake or not, Wan Qiu would instinctively take the blame on himself.

"Mom." Wan Qiu tried hard to calm Yang Xiaoyu down with a voice as thin as a mosquito's. She was nervous and anxious, "I'm sorry."

Even though his heart was filled with rage, Yang Xiaoyu, who was always paying attention to Wan Qiu, went to see Wan Qiu first.

The overly depressing, almost suffocating atmosphere was like a cold storage that was gradually cooling down. The cold child hugged himself silently, not even daring to escape.

Yang Xiaoyu knew that he shouldn't do this in front of a child who was overly sensitive to emotions and couldn't tell the difference between good and bad things.

"I'm sorry, baby." Yang Xiaoyu kissed his forehead, hoping to eliminate Wan Qiu's anxiety and tension, "I'm sorry, it's Mom's fault."

Wan Qiu raised his eyes, and the "unhappiness" that had been beating violently around Yang Xiaoyu seemed to disappear little by little.

It is like boiling water that is being heated but suddenly loses its source of heat and stops bubbling.

Yang Xiaoyu's calmness will naturally affect Wan Qiu, because with Yang Xiaoyu's comfort, Wan Qiu's anxiety is being soothed.

Yang Xiaoyu was blaming himself.

Yan Hua clearly told her not to show negative emotions in front of Wan Qiu anymore, because Wan Qiu cared too much about her and would change with her mood.

I just couldn't control my temper and got mad in front of Wan Qiu.

"Forget it, baby, let's go." Yang Xiaoyu lost interest in other people.

Yang Xiaoyu took Wan Qiu to the school leader's office, and the school leader poured tea for them.

The soft tea fragrance could not suppress the tense atmosphere.

The school leader looked at the person in front of him silently.

Every part of Yang Xiaoyu's body is a valuable high-end item. The school leaders have the foresight to do so.

It can be guessed that the parent did this on purpose.

The school leaders remembered Wan Qiu because of his "specialness" and his last-place grades in the grade.

But I didn't expect that he had a more special background.

It was Wan Qiu’s first time to go to the school leader’s office. As an ordinary student, he was stiff all over and didn’t dare to move much.

The school leaders looked at Wan Qiu, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Who is afraid of whom now?

"I'm really sorry. After all, one teacher in a school is responsible for so many students, so it's inevitable that there will be some negligence. This student is quite special, and we want to take better care of him. His teacher has also been teaching him very diligently and responsibly. Maybe it's been a long time, and we haven't been able to take care of him completely."

The school leader wiped his sweat. He vaguely realized that Yang Xiaoyu looked familiar.

Although he didn't know if it was the once popular star he had imagined, just seeing the scene was enough to make him nervous.

"If such a small school doesn't have the capacity to accept so many students, then don't accept them. No one would be willing to let any child sit in a corner where they can't see the blackboard, right?"

For Wan Qiu, Yang Xiaoyu has tried hard to suppress his anger, but his words are inevitably harsh.

"Of course, we will pay more attention to this matter in the future." The school leader immediately said.

"My baby has suffered from school violence." Yang Xiaoyu held Wan Qiu in her arms, her voice still gentle, but her words did not sound kind at all. "There is no surveillance. Shouldn't you also install some for the sake of student unity and peace?"

"Of course, we are also preparing, but the funds are not in place at the moment. Once the funds are sufficient, we will install it as soon as possible." The school leader gave Yang Xiaoyu a standard smile.

"You are so poor." Yang Xiaoyu did not hide his arrogance at all, and said in a cold tone, "How much money can you spend for such a small school?"

Yang Xiaoyu's inherent arrogance and irritability made it difficult for him to suppress his aggressiveness, which made the school leaders feel uneasy.

"It's not easy for the school either. We also want to provide the best conditions for every student as much as possible." The school leader spoke in an official tone, but his mind was quite active.

If he cares about these things, does it mean that this student will continue to study here?

If it is to give children a better education, would parents be willing to pay for their children...

The school leader smiled and said, "Are you parents here to report today? Then why don't I do it for you? We will distribute books today, and I can take you there in advance..."

However, before the school leader could finish his words, Zhao Jingyue behind Yang Xiaoyu interrupted him and said, "We are here today to handle the withdrawal procedures for the Third Young Master."

"The Third Young Master dropped out? Ah... Wan Qiu dropped out." After hearing this, the school leaders had a rough idea in their minds. It was a pity, but they still had to ask, "Why did you drop out?"

"We have other arrangements for the Third Young Master's future education, so you don't need to worry about it." Zhao Jingyue had a cold face, and she always looked like she didn't smile. "Madam and the Third Young Master are here in person to sign the withdrawal form. I will follow up on the rest. Please complete the processing of the materials that require Madam and the Third Young Master's processing as soon as possible."

Zhao Jingyue brought all the necessary information and documents and raised the file bag in her hand.

The school leaders nodded, which meant that it was obvious that these two people would never come back after leaving the campus this time.

Seeing this, the school leaders couldn't help but sigh with emotion. It really is true that everyone has their own destiny. Who could have thought that there would be such an opportunity.

At this time, Yang Xiaoyu no longer paid any attention to the school leaders, but was talking quietly to Wan Qiu with his head down.

The woman who had just been speaking aggressively and harshly was now speaking seriously, gently and carefully to her child.

The student looked up and saw only his mother in his eyes. They were indeed a good parent-child relationship.

Yang Xiaoyu seemed to be thirsty. He stared at the tea, picked it up to taste it, curled his lips, as if he found it unpalatable, and put it back.

Wan Qiu seemed to have noticed Yang Xiaoyu's thoughts. He took out a small water bottle from his backpack, helped open the lid, and gave it to Yang Xiaoyu.

Yang Xiaoyu smiled and kissed Wan Qiu's forehead.

"Do you have any other questions?" Zhao Jingyue suddenly interrupted the school leader's observation.

"No...no." The school leader said subconsciously.

"Then please prepare the information as soon as possible."

The school leader finally stood up, made an internal call, and asked someone to prepare the withdrawal procedures.

After Yang Xiaoyu and Wan Qiu signed the contract, he turned around and took Wan Qiu away.

Yang Xiaoyu didn't want to come to school.

Even though Wan Qiu seemed to have a good impression of the school, he also had a good impression of those disgusting adoptive parents.

Wan Qiu's memory is not coherent. He always remembers some things in fragments. He can say some things, but not others.

But from occasional conversations, Wan Qiu would occasionally express his habits in school, and if you ask in detail, you can get some more details.

Plus what I heard from Chu Jianshu yesterday about Wan Qiu’s situation in this school.

Now Yang Xiaoyu can stand here calmly, which is her best accomplishment.

However, Yan Hua's suggestion was to bring Wan Qiu back and say goodbye to the school, so as not to let Wan Qiu feel that he was "forced to drop out".

She came here with a great entourage today, hoping to let Wan Qiu know that his mother would protect him no matter where he was.

Wan Qiu was always looking at her, not caring about anything around him but only caring about her.

Even during the passionate period of love with Chu Jianshu, they didn't only have each other in their eyes.

Yang Xiaoyu wanted to pick up Wan Qiu, but since they were at school after all, she could only pinch Wan Qiu's cheeks out of itchiness.

After Wan Qiu calmed down, Yang Xiaoyu's mind quietly began to become active.

She was still thinking about asking Wan Qiu to 'take the initiative' to give her a gift!

Today Wan Qiu specially brought his small backpack, obviously with money.

Yang Xiaoyu felt that it was very likely that she would receive a gift from Wan Qiu today.

What can we do to make Wan Qiu take the initiative?

"This is my first time at school, and I don't know much about it. Can you introduce it to me?"

Yang Xiaoyu thought that there should be a store or something in the school, right?

She doesn't ask for much, even giving her a piece of bubble gum would be a victory.

Wan Qiu nodded.

Yang Xiaoyu was full of anticipation and secretly paid attention to Wan Qiu's movements.

Wan Qiu seemed to have a superficial understanding of the act of "introduction".

Yang Xiaoyu followed Wan Qiu, and every time he arrived at a place, Yang Xiaoyu would get a word.

"canteen."

"playground."

"library."

"dormitory."

"Basketball hoop."

When Wan Qiu really didn't know what to introduce, he pointed to the basketball hoop above his head and said.

Yang Xiaoyu's expression was a little subtle.

The weather is gradually approaching noon and is getting hotter and hotter.

Even though Yang Xiaoyu held an umbrella, she was still sweating from following Wan Qiu in her high heels and watching the child introducing things.

When sitting in the corridor on campus that was completely covered with green climbing plants, Yang Xiaoyu couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

There is a shop in the school.

But Wan Qiu had no intention of buying anything for her.

They just skipped the store and left!!

But she didn't want to hint at it, because as soon as she did she would feel like she had lost!

Wan Qiu is so sensitive that he will definitely understand what she is hinting at!

Yang Xiaoyu was so angry when she thought that Chu Jianshu didn't even tell her how he coaxed Wan Qiu into buying things voluntarily.

"Baby." Yang Xiaoyu wanted to say something but stopped, then gave up and sighed.

If she asked for it, Wan Qiu would definitely give it to her, but the meaning would be different.

Wan Qiu blinked and looked at Yang Xiaoyu, as if wanting to know what Yang Xiaoyu had been thinking about.

Yang Xiaoyu was also a little tired, listening to the sound of students running on campus.

Noisy, laughing, screaming, chasing and playing, in groups of two or three, from the dense green leaves, little by little, they appeared in Yang Xiaoyu's field of vision.

However, she seemed to see Wan Qiu carrying a schoolbag, walking alone in the crowd, with his head down, and completely unrelated to everything around him.

Yang Xiaoyu turned around and looked at Wan Qiu.

The fourteen-year-old but still young boy stared at him quietly. Under the shade of the green leaves, his half-long hair was swaying slightly in the wind.

Yang Xiaoyu's hand unconsciously touched Wan Qiu's cheek. It was such a hot weather, but Wan Qiu's cheek was slightly cool.

This face will become more and more beautiful, just like a small flower bud, which will blossom into the brightest and most charming appearance under her careful care.

But if I could…

She also wanted to see Wanqiu's unrestrained smile, be surrounded by people, play with friends, and bloom her most dazzling posture among countless gorgeous flowers.

This is just a mother's simple expectation for her child whom she has not been able to take good care of.

Wan Qiu didn't know what Yang Xiaoyu was thinking.

No prompts.

Yang Xiaoyu, whose gorgeous red color was even hotter than the sun, now seemed to be flowing with cool water, extinguishing all the scorching heat.

Under the green leaves, Yang Xiaoyu is the brightest color here.

But when Wan Qiu stared into Yang Xiaoyu's eyes, he seemed to see a layer of color that did not match Yang Xiaoyu's gorgeous world.

It was gray and hazy, like a beautiful crystal ball covered by gauze, hazy.

How do I feel now?

Wan Qiu suddenly felt an urgent feeling emerging in his mind, ready to burst out.

What is it?

Wan Qiu didn’t know and couldn’t think of it.

"Forget it." Yang Xiaoyu suddenly ruffled Wan Qiu's hair, "It doesn't matter, I will have it sooner or later, I won't force our baby today."

Wan Qiu guessed and thought about it, but he was unable to understand the present with his poor thinking.

"Come on, baby, let's go home."

Wan Qiu watched, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Xiaoyu pushed away the mist and revealed the crystal ball that contained the colorful world in front of Wan Qiu again.

But Wan Qiu couldn't forget Yang Xiaoyu's expression just now.

It was like swallowing the girdle, and it was stuck in the throat dryly, making it difficult to swallow.

Wan Qiu was led out of the school gate by Yang Xiaoyu holding his hand, but he vaguely felt as if there was something he had not done.

After getting in the car and preparing to go home with Yang Xiaoyu, Wan Qiu hugged his backpack and then remembered what he had forgotten.

"I... didn't buy a school uniform." Wan Qiu just remembered why he brought his bag out today and put money in it.

Yang Xiaoyu was stunned and asked, "Why do you buy school uniforms?"

Wan Qiu blinked and said, "You need to wear it to school."

Yang Xiaoyu: “…”

Wan Qiu: “?”

"Baby..." Yang Xiaoyu's voice was full of surprise, and she asked tentatively, "Drop out of school, do you know what this means?"

Wan Qiu was silent for a long time, as if he was trying hard to think about the meaning of the word "drop out".

Yang Xiaoyu felt more and more depressed. After seeing Wan Qiu shaking his head in confusion, Yang Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat.

She had always told Wan Qiu that she wanted to expel him from school. When she saw that Wan Qiu had no reaction, she thought that he didn't care, but she didn't expect that he didn't understand what she meant at all.

If Wan Qiu knew...

"Wan Qiu..." Thinking of Yan Hua's advice not to play tricks on Wan Qiu, Yang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and tried hard to put on a smile, saying bluntly, "Dropping out means not going to that school in the future."

In Yang Xiaoyu's eyes, Wan Qiu was trying hard to think about and understand the meaning of this sentence.

And he did understand.

Yang Xiaoyu saw that Wan Qiu seemed to still be looking at her, and Yang Xiaoyu did not escape.

Wan Qiu understood.

He can't go to school.

His grades were very poor, and going to school all the time seemed to be of no use.

In the end, Wan Qiu just nodded and sat quietly in the car seat, without resistance, complaint, or loss.

He accepted this reality very calmly.

Zhao Jingyue, who had been driving, glanced at Wan Qiu in the rearview mirror without showing even the slightest bit of patience.

Wan Qiu really didn't seem to care at all. It seemed that as long as it was Yang Xiaoyu's request, he would not resist at all.

"Baby." Yang Xiaoyu's hand suddenly reached out, held Wan Qiu's chin, and forced Wan Qiu to look into her eyes.

Wan Qiu's eyes were wide open, reflecting Yang Xiaoyu who did not hide his nervousness.

"Do you know why you have to go to school?" Yang Xiaoyu asked.

Wan Qiu thought for a moment and said, "Study."

"But baby is not good at studying, right?"

Wan Qiu nodded.

"It's not that I won't let you go to school." Yang Xiaoyu tried her best to tell Wan Qiu what she wanted to say in the most sincere way, "Mom will find a teacher for you to teach you."

Wan Qiu carefully understood the logic and thought of what Chu Yigui said before he went out today.

Mom will definitely be good to him.

Then what the mother did must not be a bad thing.

"Yes...teacher, the teacher at home." Wan Qiu suddenly thought of this.

During the time he was at home, he would see the teacher who would come to teach his younger brother every day.

Although he didn't know why the teacher came to his house, if Chu Yigui was like this, then it must be normal.

"Yes, it's a tutor. When your baby's academic performance improves, we can go back to school."

Wan Qiu nodded.

If mom says that her ability can help his grades improve, then they will definitely improve.

I think I can get good grades after having a tutor.

With good grades, you can answer the teacher's questions in class, and you will be liked by the teacher and your classmates.

This way you will have good friends.

Yang Xiaoyu looked at Wan Qiu from the side, and the anticipation seemed to inject vitality into Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu didn't seem to know how to express his disappointment, but he was able to show his joy.

It's like...

It seems that there is only joy in Wanqiu's world.

——

Wan Qiu has something hidden in his heart.

Even after returning, Wan Qiu still didn't fully understand the matter.

When he was looking at Yang Xiaoyu at that time, Wan Qiu could never let go of the strong feeling that made him want to say something.

What is it?

Wan Qiu tried hard to think, but his mind was blank.

Wan Qiu rode the small tricycle that Butler Bai had remodeled into a small roof and took a detour inside the villa.

He had a strong desire to see something to restore his thoughts at that time.

It would be sad if I couldn't recall the feeling that was about to burst out.

It circled stubbornly, looking for everything green and red, just like the green plants and red mothers it saw in the corridor.

Wan Qiu squatted in front of an extremely bright red flower, which was in full bloom, just like Yang Xiaoyu.

Behind the red flowers were its emerald green branches and leaves. Wan Qiu stared at them intently, but could not remember what he wanted to do at that time.

Wan Qiu stared at him for who knew how long.

He wanted to stand up, but Wan Qiu suddenly felt dizzy, everything in front of his eyes suddenly went black, and his body fell to the side uncontrollably.

Suddenly a pair of hands picked him up and supported him.

Wan Qiu relaxed for a long time, and the dark vision was illuminated and expanded by little white spots of light, and gradually returned to normal.

"Hey, Wanqiu, if you squat for a long time and then suddenly stand up, will you get orthostatic hypotension?"

It was a familiar voice. Wan Qiu turned around and saw it was the gardener at home.

Their house is large, so they have several gardeners.

Wan Qiu remembers it all.

"Why are you staring at this flower?" The gardener, who had been watching from the side for a long time, approached Wan Qiu, but Wan Qiu didn't notice.

Wan Qiu didn't know.

Wan Qiu just watched, but didn't know what to do.

"Do you like it very much?" The gardener also knew that Wan Qiu was not good at speaking, and he did not intend to get Wan Qiu's answer.

Wan Qiu wanted to speak, but the gardener did not give him a chance to respond.

The gardener bent down and cut off the flower that Wanqiu had been looking at with the pruning shears in his hand.

The gardener planned to give the flower to Wanqiu. However, Wanqiu was the master of the house, so it was natural for him to ask for a flower.

But when the gardener was about to hand the flowers to Wan Qiu, Wan Qiu looked confused.

The gardener's hands were stiff. Did he mean that he didn't want it?

But I've already cut it. It's the most beautiful flower here, and it would be a waste to just throw it away.

"Wanqiu, come with me." The gardener rode on the tricycle and said, "Come on, I'll take you."

Wan Qiu sat on the tricycle and looked at the gardener's back. He was tall and big, with a light color, and he still smelled of soil, but also of grass and flowers.

They came to a glass house, which was a greenhouse, and the gardener took Wan Qiu inside.

About ten minutes later, Wan Qiu received a freshly cut flower wrapped in beautiful wrapping paper.

"It can be a gift." said the gardener.

Wan Qiu held the packaged flowers, the bright red color without any withered petals, maintaining its most perfect posture that was beautiful in itself.

Wan Qiu knew what this was, as he would occasionally find many flowers wrapped like this in the trash can.

Wan Qiu liked them very much and secretly took the discarded flowers back home and put them in the bottle he picked up, although his parents didn't seem to care.

But for Wan Qiu, this was the first flower he had ever received, not one that was picked up, but one that was given to him.

This can be used as a gift, something that has never been thrown away.

Very precious.

Such a precious thing.

Who do you want to give it to?

The person closest to Wan Qiu is his mother.

Because the new things completely occupied what Wan Qiu originally wanted to do, he rode his tricycle back to the house anxiously.

Since returning from school in the morning, Yang Xiaoyu has been working remotely in the study, and Wan Qiu is standing in front of the study door.

Looking down at the fresh flowers in my hands.

A red flower blooming in the most beautiful posture, although there is only one.

Wan Qiu knocks on the door.

A voice came from inside: "Come in."

Wan Qiu opened the door and walked in.

Yang Xiaoyu removed her heavy makeup, but put on light makeup again and changed into a more comfortable light pink dress. She sat in front of the computer, her long curly hair hanging casually, making her less aggressive and more intellectual.

Yang Xiaoyu was concentrating on reading some information and originally thought that it was Butler Bai who came to serve tea, but he did not hear the sound of the cup hitting the table.

Yang Xiaoyu took a look and was suddenly stunned.

Wan Qiu stood in front of her, separated by a desk.

Her clothes were a little messy and her cheeks were slightly flushed, as if she had just returned from the hot sun and was still very hot.

But when Yang Xiaoyu looked down and saw the wrapped red flower in Wan Qiu's hand, he suddenly became nervous.

What does it mean?

Why did you come to her with flowers?

Is it for her?

Yang Xiaoyu, who had been looking forward to the gift for a whole night and morning, had a change of heart when she saw the flower. She was so excited that she wanted to jump up, but she forced herself to suppress it for fear that she had misunderstood.

When Wan Qiu handed the small flower in his hand to Yang Xiaoyu, his eyes suddenly blurred.

Wan Qiu was suddenly picked up.

Wan Qiu’s eyes widened, and Yang Xiaoyu even hugged him and spun around a few circles.

"Oh my god, baby, you are a gift from God, right? How could I have a child as cute as you? I must have been a very kind person in my previous life or the life before that?!"

Yang Xiaoyu kissed Wan Qiu on the cheek several times, not hiding her joy at all.

When Yang Xiaoyu got the flower in his hand, he couldn't let it go as if he had obtained the most precious treasure in the world.

Wan Qiu looked at Yang Xiaoyu like this. The joy that was overflowing from her whole body was even brighter than the flowers in her hands. The bright "happiness" was even like a flame, burning the cold air in the air-conditioned room.

Wan Qiu suddenly seemed to think of what he had always wanted to say and do in the corridor before, but had been feeling depressed in his chest because he didn't know how to do it.

What kind of expression did my mother have at that time?

It was different from "unhappy". Wan Qiu felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't know what expression to use.

And now Wan Qiu knows that this is definitely what he wanted to do at that time.

It was something that made Yang Xiaoyu happy.

I will never let Yang Xiaoyu show that kind of expression again.

Wan Qiu seemed to have discovered the meaning of "gift", something that can easily bring happiness.

At least the mother in front of me must be very happy because of the gift.

It’s really great.

I didn't forget my worries, which made my mother happy.

Wan Qiu also hugged Yang Xiaoyu's neck, and his little worries drifted away like floating clouds.

On the dining table that night, a transparent and exquisite crystal bottle was placed in the center of the table, with a bright flower in it.

Chu Jianshu raised his eyebrows when he saw it.

Chu Yigui didn't react when he saw it.

Wan Qiu ate dinner quietly.

Yang Ze asked, "This flower?"

It is normal to have flowers on the dining table, as flowers are always used to decorate various places. However, it is very abrupt to use only one flower and place it on the table in a decorative bottle that does not match the dining table.

This layout design does not conform to Butler Bai's habits, so Yang Ze asked.

"This is the gift my baby gave me today." Yang Xiaoyu smiled gracefully, holding her head high, and eating her dinner. Even though it was a small portion, she ate particularly slowly today.

Yang Ze showed just the right amount of surprise at Wan Qiu's gift.

Yang Xiaoyu smiled and was very satisfied with this lovely little flower.

What’s even more interesting is that, by chance, it turned out to be a carnation.

During the last flowering period of carnations, when the weather was slightly cooler in late summer, the gorgeous flowers suddenly bloomed and were discovered by Wan Qiu.

Several coincidences made this carnation carry expectation, happiness, hope and joy, and it showed its unique posture and fragrance on the not-so-suitable dining table.

When Chu Yigui left the restaurant, the single flower placed in the middle of the dining table was still there.

After Chu Yigui finished his homework and reviewed his lessons, when he returned to the kitchen, the flower had disappeared.

You can probably guess where the flowers are going.

Yang Xiaoyu probably preserved the flowers very carefully.

In the future, they may be made into dried flowers or specimens.

Chu Yigui was half leaning on the stairs, and the beautiful flower seemed to still float before his eyes.

Wan Qiu took the initiative to give something to Yang Xiaoyu.

It was such a large, quiet space. It was already time to get off work, and the servants were probably not there at the moment.

Chu Yigui waited for a long time, but he didn't know why he suddenly wanted to come out.

Chu Yigui returned to the room. The huge room was no different from a family-sized room and was a private space within the villa.

Chu Yigui did not plan to continue studying some extracurricular subjects today, but began to summarize the key points of some course topics. The school would conduct a study survey at the beginning of the school year, and as the class monitor, he would summarize the exam key points for the classmates to facilitate review.

In the quiet space, there are only the sounds of the computer radiator, the keyboard, and occasionally the sound of turning pages.

Until suddenly there was a knock on the door, breaking the silence in the room.

There was only one knock on the door, irregular and very soft.

Chu Yigui turned around and seemed to be able to see Wan Qiu standing at the door and knocking on it.

Chu Yigui stood up and took a step forward with his long legs. Just like before, he was not anxious, but took relatively big steps.

When the door opened, Wan Qiu was standing at his door.

Wanqiu's complexion gradually became moisturized, as if he was a balloon that was filled with vitality again, and his wrinkled face became round and cute.

He seemed to have gained weight on his face before his body, probably because his complexion improved first.

"Brother." Wan Qiu's voice was still clear and unclear, and in the silence of the night, it sounded like a bird jumping at his door.

"Brother, good evening." Chu Yigui said.

Wan Qiu raised his hands, holding a transparent file bag in each of them.

Chu Yigui took the file bag from Wan Qiu's hand. Under the light, he could see what was inside.

There are brand new pens, pencils, erasers, notebooks and other stationery needed for school.

There is only one set, but each one is very beautiful and neatly placed in a file bag. Each one is like a carefully selected gift, showing off its own unique design.

"Did your mother take you to buy stationery today?" Chu Yigui looked at these things and guessed their original origins.

I'm afraid Yang Xiaoyu bought a lot.

The fact that he waited until such a late hour to give it to him must have been because Wan Qiu picked out the most beautiful and best things from a pile of things and gave them to him.

That is his privilege.

It was the agreement he and Wan Qiu made during the time when they were alone together.

"Thank you." Chu Yigui said.

As always, Chu Yigui said so.

But this time, Wan Qiu did not leave immediately as he did before.

Wan Qiu's clear eyes reflected the light at this moment, and quietly trapped his shadow in them, as if forcibly merging Chu Yigui and the bright light.

Chu Yigui allowed Wan Qiu to look at him carefully.

Chu Yigui knew that Wan Qiu was observing, understanding, and sorting out his fragmented thoughts.

So Chu Yigui was waiting.

Chu Yigui looked at Wan Qiu who lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the transparent file bag.

"Brother..." Wan Qiu raised his eyes again, with a puzzled look after not getting an answer, and asked, "Is this a gift?"

Chu Yigui was silent for a moment, and told Wan Qiu: "No, this is not a gift, this is sharing."

"Share?" Wan Qiu tilted his head.

"It's something that my brother has, something he likes, something that makes him happy." Chu Yigui lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Give me some of it, so that we can enjoy the feeling of liking and owning it together."

Wan Qiu seemed to understand, but also seemed not to understand. He was struggling for a long time.

"Then what is the gift?" Wan Qiu asked.

"It was specially prepared for you. It belonged to someone else from the beginning. It's a gift." Chu Yigui said.

"Will you be happy... if you get a gift?"

Chu Yigui understood.

The flower that Wan Qiu gave to Yang Xiaoyu today received a warm response from Yang Xiaoyu.

In Wan Qiu's eyes, he must have seen the joyful look on the face of the recipient after giving the gift.

"Yes." Or maybe not, but now Chu Yigui would only tell Wan Qiu, yes, "sharing will also work."

Wan Qiu raised her eyes, and her bright eyes under her long eyelashes seemed to be expecting something.

"I'm very happy that my brother always shares with me." Chu Yigui responded to Wan Qiu.

However, Wan Qiu was looking at him, just looking at him.

Those eyes that knew how to expect are still waiting.

Chu Yigui hugged Wan Qiu.

While hugging, he reached out and covered Wan Qiu's eyes.

"I'm really happy, brother." Chu Yigui said this in Wan Qiu's ear, exhaling warm breath with a smile, "Please believe me."

There was a faint aura about Chu Yigui that reminded Wan Qiu of the vast sky and calm water.

Chu Yigui’s hug was different from his mother’s and his father’s. Although it was a hug, Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui were not that close.

It seems light and floating.

Wan Qiu couldn't see Chu Yigui, so he didn't know whether Chu Yigui had any "happiness" or "unhappiness" in him now.

But listening to Chu Yigui's voice.

Wan Qiu nodded.

"What you said has always been right." For Wan Qiu, believing in Chu Yigui has always been the right thing to do.

Chu Yigui's voice was filled with laughter: "Brother, I am also very happy to hear that."

This not-so-intimate hug lasted for a long time.

When he let go again, what Wan Qiu saw was Chu Yigui, who was as calm as ever.

"Good night." Wan Qiu said.

Chu Yigui stared at Wan Qiu.

The originally empty Wanqiu seemed to be injected with sweet things such as learning, candy, love, etc., and it gradually showed the colors of the rainbow.

"Good night, brother." Chu Yigui replied.

Wan Qiu turned around and went to his room, but Chu Yigui did not look at Wan Qiu's back.

Wanqiu is thinking and finding himself little by little with the encouragement of everyone.

He learns quickly and seriously.

This kind of growth is also about trying to respond to the expectations of people around you in your own way.

Very impressive.

Wan Qiu is really, really awesome.

He was growing so fast that I couldn't participate in it all.

Chu Yigui thought so.

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Jiang Chengfeng is a teacher in a special education school.

After graduating from the special education major, he was directly admitted to the only special education school in the area through campus recruitment due to his excellent academic performance. He has been engaged in this field for four or five years so far.

He was at school at the time and received a very unique invitation. The principal was even very respectful when he found him.

The invitation was an olive branch from a class he had never dared to think about, allowing him to interview and teach a student who needed special education.

The other party promised that once the interview was successful, he would provide one-on-one full-time teaching.

Once you have successfully taught your students to the point where they can go to regular schools, you will receive a substantial bonus.

The amount of this bonus is so high that he can almost buy a house and settle down locally and even live a wealthy life for at least five years. After that, the bonus will also help him find a suitable job again.

This is simply pie in the sky.

After all, it was difficult for him to get promoted in the school and his salary would not increase. Who wouldn't take this opportunity?