Song Xingzhi was packing up Zhong Xiaoxiao's homework books with his head down. When he was asked this question, he paused.
He raised his head and looked at Xiaoxiao in surprise. Why did this little girl suddenly ask this?
He hesitated for a moment, and Zhang Chunxue's face, which was a bit stubborn but always warm, involuntarily emerged in his mind.
He smiled, his tone carrying a hint of sincerity: "Your mother...she's a very good person. Very warm-hearted, very kind, and very capable."
When Xiaoxiao heard that Song Xingzhi had such a good impression of her mother, her eyes lit up!
There's hope!
She quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Yeah, yeah! I also think my mom is the best person in the world!"
The little girl leaned forward, lowering her voice with a hint of mystery and anticipation, "Teacher Song, let me tell you, my mom is alone now, and it's so hard. I actually... I actually really hope that my mom can find someone who understands her and treats her well, so that she can enjoy life."
After hearing this, Song Xingzhi clearly understood what this little girl was planning!
He felt both amused and helpless.
This little guy is small, but he has a lot of ideas!
He looked at Zhong Xiaoxiao's serious expression, deliberately put on a serious face, and teased her, "Oh? You want to introduce your mother to me?"
He paused, raised his eyebrows, and said with a hint of teasing: "Didn't I tell you that Teacher Song already has someone he likes? Aren't you afraid that if I... I treat your mother badly?"
When Zhong Xiaoxiao was asked this by Song Xingzhi, her face turned red.
She chuckled twice, as if someone had caught her by the pigtails, and scratched the back of her head embarrassedly.
"Teacher Song, you are such a good person, you will definitely not treat my mother badly!" The little girl stiffened her neck, but her tone was a little cunning.
"But..." Zhong Xiaoxiao sighed like a grown-up and pursed her lips. "Teacher Song, if you really can't let go of your married sister, then... then there's nothing I can do."
But she still didn't want to give up: "But Teacher Song, I think my mom is really good! Really!"
She leaned forward, gesturing with her hands: "If you get to know my mom more, get to know her better, maybe... maybe you'll think that my mom is definitely not inferior to the person you like!"
He looked like a peddler trying hard to sell his own treasure, fearing that Song Xingzhi would miss out on some great opportunity.
Song Xingzhi could hardly control his expression.
Not satisfied with that, Zhong Xiaoxiao lowered her voice and urged mysteriously, "And Teacher Song, look, the person you like is already married! You've been single for so many years, you can't stay like this forever, right? You have to move on! It's time... time to find your second spring!"
Song Xingzhi almost burst out laughing when he heard the little girl seriously advising him to "find a second spring".
He tried hard to suppress his smile and looked at Zhong Xiaoxiao's bright and expectant eyes, but his gaze involuntarily became somewhat profound.
He sighed softly, his tone filled with undeniable seriousness: "Xiaoxiao, Teacher Song... I only have one spring. Where does this second spring come from?"
Zhong Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, yes! Teacher Song, you have never been married, so you can't say it's a second spring! I used the wrong word, the wrong word!"
Then, her big, dark eyes lit up again, and she stared at Song Xingzhi with unyielding anticipation: "Then...then, Teacher Song, tell me the truth. What do you think of my mother? Would you...consider it and develop a relationship with her?"
This spirit of perseverance made Song Xingzhi feel both amused and moved.
He looked at the little girl's nervous and expectant expression, smiled gently, and shook his head slightly.
"Xiaoxiao, you can't ask me about this." He paused, then threw the hot potato back: "You have to... ask your mother for her opinion."
When Zhong Xiaoxiao heard this, her face fell like a deflated ball.
She shrank her neck suddenly, and playfully stuck out her tongue, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum: "I... I don't dare ask my mother. If I really dare to mention this to my mother, she... she will definitely skin me alive! That's why I want you, Teacher Song, to take the initiative!"
Song Xingzhi looked at her frightened yet cute and cowardly look and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He deliberately put on a stern face and teased her, "Oh? Then you're not afraid that if I take the initiative, your mother will come back and beat me up?"
But he secretly thought in his heart that if Zhang Chunxue could really "beat" him up for this matter, he would probably wake up laughing in his dreams.
That proves that she has him in her heart and cares about him!
Not to mention being beaten once, even if he was beaten every day, he would be happy with it.
Zhong Xiaoxiao shook her head vigorously upon hearing this, her face full of confidence: "No way! Don't worry, Teacher Song! My mom, although she can be quite fierce sometimes, she...she seems to respect you, Teacher Song, quite a bit. She definitely won't hit you!"
“Respect…”
When Song Xingzhi heard these two words, the smile on his face froze for a moment. His heart felt like it was pricked by a thin needle, and he felt an inexplicable sense of loss.
Respect?
What he wanted was never Zhang Chunxue's cautious and distant respect!
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