Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"If you feel uncomfortable, just tell the teacher so that the teacher can help you, right?"

Quietly, the little boy wearing a hat said nothing, hugged his schoolbag and lowered his head.

Standing motionless, the shallow bite mark was exposed again at the tip of his ear.

I don’t know who bit me.

Liu Lin saw it and was stunned for a moment.

I was about to ask, but at this moment, another leading teacher got out of the car.

His tone was friendly, and he was holding a large, well-packaged package in his hand.

"Little Che, come and see your gift."

"An old man in the exhibition hall gave this to you. He said he hoped you would like it."

She specifically waited until the other children got off the bus and went home before taking it out.

Otherwise, if other children see it, they will probably fight over it.

She said, bent down, and delivered the big package to the young boy.

"Would you like to take it apart now and take a look? This is what the old man wanted~"

"..." The beautiful and fair-skinned young man held his schoolbag and said nothing.

If the kid next to him got a gift that fell from the sky, he might not even be happy.

He was the only one who was excessively quiet and silent.

Not even a glance, not even a hint of interest.

Liu Lin stood up straight and wondered, "Grandpa?"

"Sister Wang, where did this old man come from?"

The teacher who led the group, named Wang Chunmin, said with a smile: "It's actually Mr. Wei, the curator of the exhibition hall. She said that she was destined to be with him, so she specially gave him a small gift."

She paused, then bent down and said to the young boy: "The old man asked me to tell you that he didn't tell the whole story, and he apologized to you. If you still have a chance, welcome next time Come to the exhibition hall again~"

The quiet boy lowered his head and said nothing, as if he didn't hear anything.

Liu Lin took the big package and weighed it. It looked big, but it was quite light.

"What is this? A souvenir?"

Wang Chunmin shook his head, "I don't know, just say it was given to him."

Although she was also curious, after all, it was a gift for a child, and it was not easy for her to open it.

Liu Lin looked at the little boy who barely spoke, sighed, and had to say: "Then wait until his mother comes to pick him up, and then give it to his mother."

Otherwise, she was afraid that he would lose it before taking it home.

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For such a gift, Ji Chuchu was a little surprised when she got it.

Especially when the teacher said that this was a gift from the curator of the exhibition hall to her son, and no other children had it.

This surprised and surprised her.

After all, she also knew how unsociable her son was.

He doesn't like to talk on weekdays. He shrinks when meeting strangers and is very timid.

But today, he actually talked to the curator and made the curator like him very much.

Ji Chuchu was so happy that she was speechless.

She hugged the package, squatted down and touched Ji Yuche's little head, feeling very relieved.

"Xiao Che, did you have fun going out to play with the children today?"

"Look, you also received a big gift."

"..." The fair-skinned boy held his schoolbag and pursed his lips slightly.

He seemed to dislike her touching his head.

But whether he liked it or not, he still didn't hide.

I just hugged my schoolbag tightly, as if I was a little nervous and didn't feel safe.