"He He, if you have anything to say, just tell me. Don't keep it in your heart."
Cong Nian stood on tiptoe, not caring at all about the stench and wetness on her body, and hugged Yu Xinghe, who was a little taller than her.
"I feel so bad when you do this."
The pair of lively little deer eyes were red and swollen from crying, and the soft voice was hoarse and soft.
He Sui felt so distressed watching from the side that he reached out and touched her little head.
Yu Xinghe hid the violin in his hand behind his back, fearing that the little girl would be even more sad if she saw it.
This was the pocket money the little girl had saved for a long time, and she bought it for herself without any hesitation.
Even though it has become scrap now, completely unusable and cannot be repaired, she is reluctant to throw it away.
I thought about taking it home and finding someone to restore it to its original appearance as much as possible, then wrap it up and hide it in the cabinet as a souvenir.
Yu Xinghe gripped the strings tightly, and did not let go even though the cold and stiff strings hurt his fingers.
If I had known earlier, I should have put it in the guitar case and brought it back.
She was too distraught and didn't think things through.
She raised her hand, wanting to wipe the water on her clothes and then touch the little girl's head, but she realized belatedly that her clothes were also wet, so she had to put her hand down and put it behind her back.
He moved his head slightly and rubbed the little girl's furry and warm hair with his relatively clean cheek.
"I'm fine, I really am. I just dealt with a few troublemakers. It's all resolved now."
But, is it really solved?
Yu Xinghe was unsure and frowned tightly.
Lan Xinyu’s words just now are still fresh in my mind.
She wanted to cause trouble for the little girl, so she had to be on guard.
"Really?"
Cong Nian raised his head from her neck, his voice a little nasal, his eyes moist and sticky as he stared at her.
She was afraid that Yu Xinghe would say some forced words to comfort her.
Yu Xinghe laughed silently, and the edges of her delicate and fair face softened by the smile, giving people a friendly feeling.
"Really, little fool, why would I lie to you?"
For fear of dirtying her hair, Yu Xinghe just stretched out his fingertips and gently poked the little girl's forehead.
Hiding the sadness deep in his eyes.
When she left the bathroom, she still had a glimmer of hope.
I hope they were just trying to scare her by saying they smashed her violin.
However, when she returned to the classroom with an uneasy mood, she saw that the violin that was originally placed intact in the case was missing. When she approached, she found a mess on the ground.
The brown violin was broken into several pieces, and its smooth, shiny, reflective body was covered with scratches.
It's completely beyond repair.
The space of the atrium becomes empty, as if something important is missing.
Even though the classroom was warm and there was no cold wind blowing, she still felt cold, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
She no longer remembered how she picked up the violin and cleaned up the remains of the violin on the ground.
"I'm very dirty, all wet. Don't catch a cold in this cold weather."
Yu Xinghe came back to her senses from her memories and tried to move away a little, but the little girl hugged her waist even tighter.
She was like a warm little stove, not only making her feel warm all over, but also warming her heart which had been chilled by the wind.
How can she be so good?
Yu Xinghe's heart began to soften.
Cong Nian pouted her red lips with a determined expression.
"I don't!"
"How can it be dirty? My He He is not dirty at all."
"He He is the best He He in the world!"
As if to prove his words, Cong Nian just rubbed it against him.
There was no other reason, but it made Yu Xinghe laugh.
How could she not cherish such a friendship?
Hearing Yu Xinghe's smile, Cong Nian felt relieved. When he lowered his eyes, he caught a glimpse of what Yu Xinghe was hiding behind his back.
Looks somewhat familiar.
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