Chapter 3: Always protect each other and nothing else

Chapter 3: Always protect each other and nothing else

Children’s tempers come and go quickly. As long as one of them lowers his head first, they can play together again in no time.

In just two weeks, Li Yien and Han Lanjie had become familiar with each other. Because her class duration is shorter than Quan Zhilong's, every week after finishing her own class, she would run to Quan Zhilong's classroom on her short legs to wait for him to finish class.

Li Yien loves ballet and looks forward to her ballet classes every weekend with great joy. Kwon Ji-yong has no likes or dislikes for the art of ballet itself, but he feels shy about dancing in a tutu skirt in front of a group of girls.

Especially since Ye-eun and my mom always stood by and watched him and laughed, it made him feel uncomfortable at such a young age.

Ye-eun has a small bun on her head, with thin bangs level with her eyebrows, looking very cute. She stretched out her hand and put it on Han Lanji's arm, her big watery eyes full of curiosity about the small cube in the other's hand. In order not to disturb the class, she covered her mouth with her other hand, and a soft and chewy voice came out from between her fingers, "Auntie, Auntie! Can Ye-eun play with this?"

Han Lanji's heart melted by her cute actions. She squatted down and taught her how to use the camera by imitating the way children speak.

"Yes. Yien, aim your eyes at this small hole, press this button to adjust the picture clearly, and then you can press the button next to it." Han Lanjie pointed at the buttons on the Canon Pili.

The use of a point-and-shoot camera is not complicated. Li Yien stared at the picture on the camera screen. The white curtains blown by the breeze, the golden sunlight scattered on the ground, and... Quan Zhilong who was rushing towards this side with a look of shame and anger on his face, covering his little skirt?

“Ahhh! Ye-eun! Stop taking pictures!” His face was flushed, and the wind blowing across his neck couldn’t dissipate the heat on his face. “Give it to me now!”

After all, he was a child star who had appeared on TV. How could he leave a photo of himself wearing a Tutu skirt? He felt like smoke was coming out of his ears. He folded his hands in front of him, lowered his head and rushed towards Yien.

The short five-head figure rushing towards Ye-eun, who is three heads tall, is still quite intimidating.

Li Yien held the camera in panic, and pressed the buttons frantically while backing away, "Zhilong, I didn't take a picture of you."

Han Lanji opened her arms and protected Yien behind her, looking at her silly son on the camera screen, with a smile in her eyes. It would be bad enough if my own son was bullied by his elder sister, but now even his younger sister is bullying him.

The "bang" sound attracted the attention of other children who were still resting.

Kwon Ji-yong reached out to grab the camera from Ye-eun's hand, but the young Ye-eun used her strength to knock herself and Kwon Ji-yong to the ground with her little head.

"Oh my!" Han Lanji covered her mouth in shock after seeing the posture of the two.

Li Yien's little head was resting on Kwon Ji-yong's chest. The camera hit Kwon Ji-yong's chest because of the fall, and Kwon Ji-yong's little face became distorted because of the pain for a moment.

Kwon Ji-yong's face turned pale with pain, but Ye-eun focused on the camera that hit him, "Ah, it's over!" Mom said that if you borrow things from others, you must take good care of them and not break other people's things!

"Wow." Kwon Ji-yong looked down and saw that Ye-eun actually picked up the camera and went to look for her mom, completely ignoring himself as the "injured person". The thought immediately flashed through his little head, "Am I, the brother, not as important as the camera?"

There was a rustling sound from behind, and Quan Zhilong turned around with a look of despair on his face. A group of girls about her age gathered together, with teasing looks on their faces, pointing in this direction.

In front of him was Ye-en, who had an innocent face and pure eyes, and he fell on his back in such a shameful way in front of everyone!

A mixture of pain and humiliation, Quan Zhilong's face was filled with shame and indignation, heat rushed into his throat from the soles of his feet and the top of his head at the same time, and finally the complex emotions accumulated in his body gathered into a deafening cry.

Strings of crystal tears overflowed from his eyes and fell to the ground drop by drop.

Yi-eun was flustered for a moment holding the camera, not knowing whether to ask her aunt if there was any problem with the camera, or to help up Zhilong who had fallen down after she bumped into him.

However, when the two ideas in her little head were still fighting with no winner decided, Han Lanji immediately stood up and helped up the fallen Quan Zhilong.

However, Quan Zhilong thought he already knew what Yi Eun had chosen, and he collapsed even more. Bright tears streaked across his rosy, chubby face, and large drops of tears dripped onto the back of his hand. "Wow, mom, Yi Eun bullied me again! I will never play with Yi Eun again!"

Ye-eun blinked her big eyes and scratched her head in confusion while telling her mother about this incident. "Mom, why is Zhilong crying again?"

She folded her hands on the table, and her short legs swayed in the air because the chair she was sitting on was too high to reach the ground. The unknown little flower on the side of her hand was in full bloom in the glass bottle. Although the pastry shop opened by Li Zhen was not big, it was tidy and clean.

But no matter how warm the environment was, it could not alleviate Li Zhen's despair after hearing what happened today. When Han Lanji came back with Zhilong with tears on his face and Yien with innocent eyes, she knew that something must have happened again.

However, Han Lanji smiled and waved her hand and refused to tell him, so he could only ask his daughter.

Li Zhen, who finally understood what happened from her daughter's incoherent words, held her forehead in pain. No matter what, other mothers can take pictures, but it was her fault that her daughter took pictures and caused Zhilong to fall.

"It's my fault, it's my fault." Li Zhen's face flushed with shame as she took her daughter to apologize again. She held Han Lanji's hand with a guilty look on her face, "Is Zhilong okay?"

Although we have only been together for two weeks, my neighbors are really nice people. Not only are they willing to let their children play with Ye-eun, watching her live alone with her daughter in a foreign country, they also often take care of their family business.

As a result, her daughter made the other person's son cry twice in just two weeks!

"Aunt." Yien's eyes were red and her voice was choked. She held the little doll tightly with reluctance, "Yeen is here to apologize again..."

The younger brother was actually made to cry by little Yi-eun. Quan Da-mi, who always liked to see her younger brother make a fool of himself, had been laughing at home for half an hour. When she heard Yi-eun's apology, she responded first, "Oh my god, our little Yi-eun is here to give me a doll again?"

Being reminded by Domi-unnie, Yien remembered that she had lost a doll two weeks ago. She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes became moist, and she looked like she was about to cry at the next second.

Han Lanji glared at Quan Duomei. Yien, who looked like a little dumpling in front of her holding a doll, looked pitiful enough, and she was trying to hurt her.

"It's okay, Yeen, you don't have to apologize." Thinking of her son who had been alone in the room and was unhappy until now, Han Lanji felt distressed and amused, "I'll take you to play with Zhilong."

She really didn't think there was anything wrong with this matter. Her son had been loved since he was young. Now she felt sad to see that in Yien's heart, he was not even as good as a camera. But she really couldn't say anything harsh to this cute little girl!

Han Lanji sighed inwardly, wondering how there could be such a cute child. No wonder my own son said twice that he would never play with Ye-en again. But as soon as he heard that Ye-en was coming, he immediately locked himself in the room and waited for others to apologize.

"Hey Zhilong." Yien's soft voice came from above his head. Quan Zhilong's ears moved, but his limbs in the quilt pressed the quilt tighter.

Yi-eun immediately saw the puppy doll that once belonged to her and was placed at the head of Kwon Ji-yong's bed. Looking down at the doll in his hand, he began to feel reluctant to let it go. She turned to look at her mother and aunt behind her and waved the puppy doll in her hand.

Han Lanji didn't understand, but Li Zhen instantly understood what her daughter meant - Zhilong doesn't accept my apology, so can I take the doll home?

She put her hands on her chest, made a cross sign, and whispered to her daughter in Chinese: "Apologize sincerely."

"Okay..." Ye-eun pouted, and her chubby little hands pulled on Quan Zhilong's blanket. The force from inside was much stronger than hers, "Zhilong, Miane."

She said frustratedly: "Are you really not going to play with me anymore?"

The ball on the bed, which had been slightly rising and falling, moved slightly towards Ye-eun after hearing these words.

The caterpillar-like movements made Ye-eun curious and she lay down on the bed to observe. She touched the place that looked like Kwon Ji-yong's head with the doll in her hand and whispered, "If Ye-eun apologizes to you, will you forgive Ye-eun?"

The mass moved again.

"Ye'en will definitely help Zhilong up immediately next time she sees him fall." She covered her mouth with her hands, glanced at the two adults behind her and swore softly. Although he felt sorry for his doll, Zhilong still fell upside down in front of so many people?

A child who doesn’t comfort or understand his friends is so cold*! She shook her head and thought, Ye-en is not a bad kid!

She lay on Quan Zhilong's bed, her two short legs raised, her voice revealing cuteness, "Zhilong, you can still play with Yien in the future, okay?"

The tightly closed ball on the bed revealed a slight gap.

Yien put her head on the sheets and looked inside through the narrow gap. Inside was Kwon Ji-yong's little face, which was red due to lack of oxygen.

Quan Zhilong didn't expect that with just such a small gap for breathing, she could squeeze her chubby little head in!

The two looked at each other through the dim light, Kwon Ji-yong blinked, and Ye-eun also blinked. Ye Eun tilted her head, and Kwon Ji Yong followed suit.

The watery almond eyes looked at the aggrieved puppy's droopy eyes for nearly half a minute, and Quan Zhilong finally remembered that he was still angry! How can I forgive her so easily just because she is cute!

He raised his little hand that was pressing down the quilt and tried to push Yien's head out, but his strength was not strong enough. Yien struggled and squirmed a few times, but not only did she not get out, she also brought the puppy doll in.

Ye-eun put the nose of the puppy doll, which was as long as her arm, against Quan Zhilong's arm. Her voice was full of reluctance and her eyes were watery. "Zhilong, I'll give this to you too. Please don't be angry, okay? Are you still in pain now?"

Kwon Ji-yong looked at the puppy doll and then at Ye-eun with a wandering gaze. Her fair and tender face looks as sweet as the Chinese dessert called lianggao made by her aunt.

It looks delicious and tender.

He abruptly withdrew his gaze, and stretched out his little hand shyly, pinching the doll's feet with two fingers, sobbing incoherently, "It doesn't hurt anymore, forget it this time, but next time you have to help me up. If Ye-eun falls, I will protect Ye-eun instead of the camera!"

Quan Zhilong's voice became smaller and smaller, but the blush on his face became bigger and bigger. He felt that he was also a brother and couldn't be so stingy.

It’s definitely not because Ye-eun is so cute!

"I know!" Ye-eun nodded, one hand still on the puppy doll, her eyes curved and her face full of joy, "Then this doll..."

She thought that since Zhilong said to let it go this time, she might as well let it go with the puppy doll!

Little puppy, little puppy, maybe you can go home with Ye-eun! For a moment, her heart seemed to be filled with bubbles bubbling, making her feel light and happy.

"Then I'll take it." Quan Zhilong squeezed the doll's hand slightly, "Also... can you let me pinch Ye Eun's face?"

As her chubby little face was pinched, the bubble in Ye-en's heart burst with a "pop". However, they kept this promise from childhood to the end.

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