When she first sent Li Mujun to kindergarten, she was completely different. She couldn't wait to get Li Mujun into school and not come home for a week.
It turns out that raising a daughter and raising a son are completely different experiences.
I can easily become sentimental!
The older brothers took Xiao Xinyan to the kindergarten together. They wanted to go in with their younger sister, but the kindergarten teacher stopped them.
With the start of the school year approaching, the children's emotions are unstable, so the kindergarten is temporarily prohibiting non-residents from entering.
Left with no other choice, the brothers could only stand there and become "stones of longing for their sister," watching her enter her classroom accompanied by her teacher.
I wonder if my younger sister will be able to get used to the kindergarten environment?
What if my younger sister misses home and her family and cries on her first day of school?
The brothers all had furrowed brows, looking like they had endless worries...
On the other side, Xiao Xinyan, who followed the teacher into the classroom, opened her big, round eyes, full of excitement and curiosity.
Yan Yan can finally go to school!
The school is so beautiful, the teachers are so gentle, the classrooms are so big, and there are so many children in the classrooms...
She loves this feeling!
Suddenly, among the unfamiliar faces, she spotted a familiar figure, and her eyes lit up.
Without the slightest hesitation, the little boy rushed to the familiar figure and boldly reached out his little hand to pat the other person's shoulder.
The person turned around, and an even more familiar face was reflected in Xiao Xinyan's dark eyes.
"Brother Ye Ming, it really is you!"
With barely suppressed excitement, Xiao Xinyan exclaimed in her sweet, childlike voice, "It's so great! We meet again!"
"Hello."
Ye Ming glanced at her with indifferent eyes, nodded politely, his clear eyes filled with aloofness.
He acted as if he didn't recognize her.
Realizing this, Xiao Xinyan was momentarily stunned, and she hurriedly tried to awaken the other person's memory:
"Brother Ye Ming, don't you remember me? You saved me last time!"
As he spoke, the little boy stretched out a chubby little hand towards the older boy in front of him, with a sweet and cheerful expression:
"My name is Li Xinyan. It's fate that we met again. From now on, we're friends!"
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