Just as Helian You was feeling uneasy and at a loss, he was suddenly hugged by a soft, fragrant little body.
"Waaaah, Third Brother, Si ...
Helian Mou Sisi's sweet, childlike voice trembled with emotion, and my little heart was so touched. How could my usually quiet third brother be so warm-hearted?
Unfortunately, Helian You didn't know why the little girl was crying. It was because he had picked the daisies himself, and his little princess didn't like them.
So the little princess cried, helplessly clenching her little hands. Her small hands gently patted the girl's back, and her childish voice clumsily offered comfort.
"Don't cry. If you don't like it, throw it away. Second brother will find you a peach blossom."
The six-year-old, seeing how much he had upset his little sister, clenched his fists, feeling incredibly guilty.
He wanted to write it down in his little notebook, thinking how bad he was as an elder brother.
"No, no, I won't throw it away. These flowers were given to me by my third brother, and I love them the most."
Helian Si shook his little head vigorously, raised his little face, and tightly held his third brother's hand with one small hand.
Holding the delicate white daisies, she hastily wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, but her eyes, still wet and brimming with tears from just crying, remained clear.
"Smack~!"
The little girl tiptoed and planted a sweet, soft kiss on Helian You's fair, round face—a kiss that only the adorable Sisi could give.
Helian Mousi sniffed, tightened her grip on Helian You's little hand, and hummed softly in her sweet, childlike voice.
"Third brother, Sisi loves you~"
Helian You was stunned, his little mind went completely blank, with only the little girl's words, "Third brother, I love you so much~" echoing in his mind.
He mentally jotted down notes: Today, his little princess kissed him again, hugged him, and said she loved his third brother!
If you could see Helian You's heart with the naked eye, you would definitely see that our little You'er's heart is now bubbling with pink, happy bubbles.
The willow tree has a thick trunk, and its emerald green branches sway in the wind. Two little children stand beneath the willow tree.
A little girl wearing a crescent-white tulle dress held several tender white daisies in full bloom in one hand.
She held the little boy's hand in one hand, his rosy cheeks beaming with a smile.
The little boy, dressed in a brocade blue robe, held the little girl's hand tightly as they walked steadily toward the classroom.
But on that fair, round face, a pair of dark, bright eyes shone with a glimmer of starlight that was as dazzling as the stars themselves.
The two little siblings, hand in hand, walked steadily back to the classroom.
The lecture bell hadn't rung yet, and the brother and sister weren't in a hurry; they had just reached the lecture hall door.
Then they saw Nan Rong Jinghua standing alone in a long silver-white robe amidst a group of little radishes.
Sisi, holding a pretty little daisy in her hand, looked at the group of people.
The little girl tilted her head slightly, her tiny head filled with a big question mark. What was she doing?
Helian You held his little sister's hand, his dark, bright eyes falling on Nanrong Jinghua, and immediately became wary.
Master: You are an old scoundrel who covets the little princess.
Remembering what he had written down in his little notebook, six-year-old Helian You grabbed Helian Si's hand and changed direction with his little steps, subtly deviating from the route.
The little princess is still young and doesn't understand things, so you must protect her and not let the teacher kidnap her.
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