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Du Ruo never thought that one day her son would talk to herself in such a tone.

And he looked at her eyes, as if looking at a stranger.

No.

Should be more alienating than looking at strangers.

"Han Yu..." Du Ruo had mixed feelings in his heart, and reached out to caress the young man's cheek.

There was obvious disgust on his face, and he turned slightly to avoid her touch.

Lost came in waves like a tide, beating Du Ruo's heart so hard that she couldn't even breathe well.

The child has grown up and is half a head taller than her. As a mother, she should be happy, but instead she felt a deep sadness, as if she knew how rigid the relationship between the two was, and the boy, also will get farther and farther away from oneself.

Du Ruo faintly wanted to cry.

The other parents around are all hugging their children's shoulders intimately and naturally, only she and him seem to be separated by an insurmountable gap.

Inexplicably, sadness comes from it.

But after all, she behaved decently, managed to stabilize her emotions, twitched her lips and said, "Your Teacher Luo said that you did well in this test."

Han Yu didn't respond, as if the exam had nothing to do with him.

Du Ruo said again: "Shall we go home? By the way, go to the vegetable market to buy some food. Mom will cook your favorite food for you in the evening."

Her tone was soft, and her eyes were deliberately flattering, as if coaxing a child.

Still silent, Han Yu walked past the woman sideways and went into the classroom to get his schoolbag.

Du Ruo let out a sigh of relief.

After all, he is still her son, no matter how much he resists in his heart, he still longs for family affection.

As she was thinking, a girl suddenly walked in front of her.

"Hello, Auntie."

Du Ruo was taken aback for a moment, and looked at it with concentration.

The girl had bright eyes and bright teeth, and her lips were crimson. She looked very cute.

"Are you..." Du Ruo asked with a kind smile on his face.

Zou Ziyu replied shyly, "My name is Zou Ziyu, auntie. We met before the parent meeting." She tilted her head to remind, "I'm sitting in the seat right in front of Han Yu."

Du Ruo recalled it for a while, suddenly.

I remembered that when I first entered the classroom, this girl was responsible for guiding, distributing notices and other tasks in the class.

"Remember," Du Ruo nodded, kindly and gently, "Your class teacher praised you just now at the meeting."

Zou Ziyu smiled embarrassedly.

Just when Han Yu came out, he glanced at Zou Ziyu and passed him by.

Just as the girl opened her mouth to speak, the boy was no longer in front of her.

She pursed her lips and said goodbye to Du Ruo without changing her face—

"Goodbye, Auntie." Immediately, Zou Ziyu turned around, and her mother happened to come out from the corner after going to the toilet.

But she wasn't planning to go home just yet.

"Mom," Zou Ziyu pulled her mother, "You go first, the teacher told me to stay for a while, and I will go back by myself."

Mother Zou nodded.

Her daughter has been a class leader since she was a child. It is not surprising that she often has to help the teacher with some things after school.

People gradually dispersed.

The parents and students in front of each class left the school together, and even the third-year students upstairs finished their mobilization meeting, and the whole No. 1 Middle School slowly fell into silence.

Only the head teacher's office in the second grade is still lit.

"That's how things are," Teacher Luo said with a straight face, always serious, "I think this kind of thing still needs to be reported to the parents, and our school and family will educate and supervise her."

Tang Xuan sat across from her, looked at Luo Yaoqiu, then turned to look at Tang Xia.

The girl stood beside her quietly, with a complex unspeakable look on her thin face.

Tang Xuanfu lowered her head again, holding a piece of paper in her hand.

Tang Xia's review.

Her handwriting is as delicate as a human being, small and neat.

When he saw it for the first time, he was not as angry as Tang Xia thought, but found it funny for no reason.

My younger sister was very serious in everything she did, and she even wrote the self-criticism with an extremely correct attitude. She wrote thousands of words eloquently.

"Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely do ideological work for Tang Xia when I go back, and I promise I won't do it again."

Tang Xuan was modest, and assured Tang Xia in front of Teacher Luo.

The latter's face was hot for no reason.

On the way home, it was rare for the siblings to say nothing.

Tang Xia was a little guilty. Although she hadn't done anything, she was still guilty for no reason. She didn't dare to look her brother in the eyes, for fear of seeing the disappointment she didn't want to see.

After arriving home, Tang Xuan went into the kitchen to cook, while Tang Xia hid in the bedroom. After her brother came to knock on the door, she bit the bullet and dawdled out.

Relatively silent.

Tang Xuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke the silence, "Xiao Xia, what are you afraid of?"

Tang Xia bit her chopsticks and muttered, "What are you afraid of?"

"Brother doesn't know how to scold you, why are you so cowardly?" Tang Xuan was amused, took a bite of the meal and said helplessly, "Your brother and I also cheated all the way here, and still say you?"

Tang Xia looked at his expression secretly, and seeing that the latter's face was indeed not angry, she asked tentatively, "Really?"

"I lied to you?" Tang Xuan raised her eyebrows.

Tang Xia shook her head quickly, her heart instantly relaxed.

No wonder former classmates always envied that they had a brother who loved her.

She feels it now.

"Is it because you can't keep up with physics?" Tang Xuan didn't want to burden Tang Xia, but she still asked worriedly.

He knew that her grades in physics were not good, and now that she has just started school, it must be really hard for her to force the always honest her into cheating.

Tang Xia was taken aback when he heard the words, with a troubled expression on his face.

"Huh?" Tang Xuan frowned.

"Brother, would you believe me if I said I didn't cheat?"

After a while, Tang Xia still said it.

"What?" Tang Xuan was puzzled.

The girl sighed, put the chopsticks on the rice bowl, and confessed everything.

Tang Xuan listened, her eyes gradually sank.

"That boy knew you were a scapegoat, so he just let it go?" There was a strong displeasure in his words, "It's too tasteless. He doesn't feel guilty at all for letting a girl be scolded by the teacher and punished to write a self-criticism?"

Tang Xia patted Tang Xuan's arm and turned to comfort her, "It doesn't matter, it's all over now. And brother, think about it, even if I told the teacher, this cheat sheet is still under my test paper. What he said, at most, is an attempted cheating."

"Whether the teacher believes it or not is one thing, but whether the boy is responsible or not is another."

Tang Xuan was very angry, even if Tang Xia told him directly that she cheated because she failed the exam, he would not be so angry.

The girl was punished because of the boy's mistake, but the boy could stand by and ignore it.

It was the first time for Tang Xuan to meet such a hateful boy.

I feel ashamed of the same sex.

"Don't be angry," Tang Xia brought the empty bowl into the kitchen, and said casually when she came out, "Actually...you know him too."

Tang Xuan was slightly taken aback, "Who?"

Tang Xia rubbed her nose, her voice became weaker.

"On New Year's Eve, the boy you drove off."