Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"Brother Song Jing, these are the teacher's notes from class when you were on leave."

When two children sit together in a bright room on a dark night, the scene is particularly warm.

The little girl placed the notes she copied in front of the quiet boy.

The young boy stared silently at the neat notes on it, then looked at her silently.

She was so thin and small that she wanted to open her arms and hug her.

The bandage on his head has not been removed, but his hair has been cut short.

Soft and a little fluffy,

It's like wool that still smells like milk, and feels great to the touch.

The little girl pinched his face and said seriously, "Study hard, brother Song Jing."

"We need to help each other and study together."

"." The little boy was silent, staring at her without saying a word, pursed his lips, and seemed a little unhappy.

He is stupid and doesn't want to study.

"You study hard and I'll give you candy." The little girl said seriously.

Under the light, her big, bright and beautiful eyes stared at him,

The cheeks are white and tender, like freshly baked tofu.

A piece of candy appeared in her little hand,

She shook it, as if to seduce him.

The young man's dark eyes moved, and he blinked slowly.

After the previous incident, his reaction seemed to have become slower.

It often takes a while to react.

The little girl was not in a hurry and dangled the candy in front of him.

The young man stared motionless and silent.

After a while,

He slowly lowered his head and picked up the pen.

Slowly, staring at the notes in the notebook, as if trying to punch a hole in it.

The light shone on his thin face, as if it could clearly illuminate all the fine hairs on it.

His gentle brows and eyes are quiet, his hair is slightly curly,

Like a lamb that had just been weaned, it was so delicate and tight.

The little girl swung her legs, propped her head up, and looked at him.

Seeing that he had been staring at the page in the book, she sighed slightly and turned the book to the first page.

"Brother Song Jing, let's learn one plus one first."

The little teacher Si's voice was soft and soft, and the tone was like milk, sweet and smooth.

Song Jing held the pen and remained silent.

The other hand slowly held her.

This seemed to have become an unconscious habit of his - a habit of holding her hand.

It seemed that after holding hands, he could relax a little.

Yun Si didn't say anything and just held it back.

The little teacher's voice rang in the room and spread outside through the crack in the door.

Outside the door, Zhou Simin could hear the warmth as she listened.

Her baby girl has always been very caring.

Holding two glasses of milk in her hands, she listened outside the door for a long time.

Finally, the two glasses of milk she was holding were gently placed at the door.

She left quietly without disturbing the people inside.

After Song Jing arrived at Yun Si's house, he stayed in her room.

At first, Zhou Simin considered that Yun Si would grow up, so when he bought the bed, he bought a much bigger bed.

Now Song Jing was staying at their house temporarily, so he slept on Yun Si's bed.

Although their genders are different, they are both still children and very well-behaved.

So Zhou Simin has nothing to worry about.

Song Jing's previous clothes were basically out of size and too small, so Yun Si also gave him her own clothes.

After all, they are children, and many clothes worn by men and women are similar, and they are not so detailed.

But Song Jing is too thin, and even wearing Yun Si's clothes is too big.