Everyone can see that he and Xiao Ci have a good relationship, so how could Xiao Ci be missing his gift?
It shouldn't be.
"What are you two talking about?" An Ci walked over slowly with a biscuit in his mouth.
Song Yuan quickly pulled An Ci aside and asked in a low voice, "You didn't give Shen Mo a gift?"
An Ci bit the biscuit, looked at him, and said in a vague voice, "Ah, what's wrong with not giving it to me?"
What else?
She didn't prepare a gift for Shen Mo, so she shouldn't give him and Xiao Xi gifts in front of Shen Mo, as it would make the situation very awkward.
Song Yuan was puzzled, "You and Shen Mo broke up?"
An Ci said, "No."
"Then why did you only give gifts to Xiaoxi and me?"
This made him foolishly ask Shen Mo what gifts he received. God knows when Shen Mo said he didn't have any, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig his teeth in the ground.
"And he gave it to me in front of Shen Mo."
An Ci swallowed the biscuit in his mouth and glanced at him sideways, "Did you go to ask Shen Mo just now?"
Song Yuan nodded helplessly.
If he were Shen Mo, he would probably feel uncomfortable all night.
After all, everyone had a gift except him. He might even think that he was being excluded.
"Why don't you give him this airplane model?" Song Yuan said reluctantly.
An Ci laughed and jokingly said, "Oh, you really act like a big brother."
Song Yuan straightened his back and said, "That's right."
"Alright, I've already given you this airplane model. What's the point of giving it to him? Just keep it for yourself." An Ci patted his arm and glanced at the sofa. "I have my own way."
Song Yuan wanted to ask her if she had any solution, but she turned and left without giving him a chance to speak.
After dinner, Song Yuan and Song Xi had to go to cram school, so Song Xiunian drove them there.
For a while, An Ci was the one with the most free time.
After taking a shower, she ran to Villa No. 3 with her panda backpack. Shi Che left in the afternoon, and Shen Mo was the only one at home.
After opening the door for her, Shen Mo looked at the panda backpack in her arms, his eyes flashing with confusion, "Do you have homework to do?"
An Ci hummed randomly.
Shen Mo didn't think much about it, closed the door and took her upstairs.
When he came to his room, An Ci saw the exercise book spread out on his desk and raised his eyebrows.
Sure enough, everyone around her has the potential to be the top scorer.
Especially him, he is very competitive in every aspect.
"Where's the homework?" Shen Mo looked at her panda backpack.
He promised to help her write it, and he did what he said.
An Ci changed the subject, "My sister and Song Yuan both had gifts, but I didn't give you any. Were you unhappy just now?"
Shen Mo shook his head, "No."
I felt a little uncomfortable at the beginning.
An Ci snorted and laughed, "Brother, can't you stop being stubborn?"
Shen Mo remained silent.
"Since you're not unhappy, I guess you don't care whether there's a gift or not..." An Ci glanced at his face and paused, "Then I'll give your share to Song Yuan as well."
Shen Mo's eyes lit up instantly, and he blurted out, "No."
It was rare to see his anxious expression. An Ci pursed his lips and said, "Why not? Anyway, you won't be unhappy without a gift, so forget it."
"We can't let it go." Shen Mo was afraid that she would really give his gift to Song Yuan, so he habitually held her hand.
An Ci asked, "Were you unhappy just now?"
This time Shen Mo learned his lesson. He lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "A little bit."
"Just a little?" An Ci suppressed his laughter.
Shen Mo pursed his lips, "More than a little."
Hearing this, An Ci stopped teasing him and said, "If you're unhappy, you can tell me directly. Don't hide it in your heart."
No one is born with the ability to endure pain, they are just used to bearing it alone.
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