But this would make her little Guaiguai feel a little sad. Old Mrs. Song felt a little sad.

Song Zhao stayed in the old lady's arms, his voice soft and soft, "Grandma, I don't care."

Old Mrs. Song discovered that her granddaughter really didn't care at all.

She will not be sad or wronged. The emotions that a person should have seem to have disappeared.

*

Half a month later is the entrance examination for Canglan College.

Since Song Zhao was about to take the exam, Song Bingyun discussed it and actively asked a few masters to review for Song Zhao.

Although it’s useless to cram for a while, it’s better than doing nothing.

Song Zhao did not want to waste his time on this, so he proposed to ask Si Yu to help him review.

Si Yu was a prince's companion. He has been influenced by him since childhood, so his knowledge will naturally not be bad.

So Song Zhao was sent directly to Zhaixing Tower by his parents to live with Si Yu.

Si Yu stood under the eaves.

Seeing Song Zhao moving into Zhaixing Tower with big bags, he felt a little sweet worries.

"You are too blatant to my purpose."

Song Zhao was also very worried, "There is no way. I can only use you as an excuse to be purified for half a month."

"You don't have to say more." He lowered his eyes slightly, his dark pupils staring at her, his posture a little lazy.

"I understand."

Isn’t it just that I like what he likes so much that I want to spend time with him?

Although she was helpless in being infatuated by the little girl, Siyu was still very responsible for her brother and gave Song Zhao a test question to test her IQ.

Song Zhao sat next to the small table with his legs crossed, doing the questions seriously.

Si Yu sat opposite her.

He wore a black green cloak, which made his eyebrows and eyes deep and cool.

Holding a teacup in his hand, he ate quietly.

The girl opposite, with a very serious face, was tense.

He suddenly itched his hands, pinched her face, and laughed casually, "Why are you like a little old woman?"

Where did the spoiledness of the past go?

Song Zhao patted his hand away and muttered dissatisfiedly, "The fourth brother made fun of me again, I don't look like a little old woman."

Si Yu's robe.

The collar is slightly open, revealing a thin collarbone.

He stared at Song Zhao for a while, and spoke slowly, "I'm very curious. You never liked to read and did not know how to do questions, but now you are diligent."

No one knows the changes in Song Zhao better than him.

Not to mention anything else, just now, she got all the questions he gave her right.

If he hadn't known this was the little girl himself, he would have doubted whether he had changed his own person.

Song Zhao picked up the pen carefully.

The white and tender cheeks showed a faint pink, and the eyes were as bright as moonlight.

She hummed softly and said, "I don't miss myself at all. She was too reckless, willful, ignorant, and easy to trust others, so that she endured a lot of hardships and learned a lot of lessons later."

So in this life, she must live smart!

Song Zhao's tone was very calm. When Si Yu heard it, his heart suddenly hurt violently, and he felt a very familiar pain.

It's like the pain of losing one's true love forever.

He suppressed the strange feeling and asked playfully, "You have been in a rich and frugal manner since you were young, and you have been in the Song family's treasures. Who will suffer you and who will teach you a lesson?"

He just asked casually and would never tear the person who bullied the little girl into pieces.

Song Zhao put down his pen and dragged his cheek, "I just suddenly understood that no one will always be your umbrella. Only by strengthening yourself can you rest assured."

The little girl who doesn’t know the sufferings of the world actually has this feeling?

Si Yu wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

He put down the teacup, gently hooked his eyes with a reckless end, and his voice was very sexy, "You call me brother, I am willing to be your umbrella."

Song Zhao paused for a moment, walked over suddenly, and held Si Yu's hand in emotion.

"Fourth brother, thank you."

She met his narrow eyes and whispered, "I will treat you very well in the future."

She hadn't decided whether to let the powerful minister go and see his future rise and destroy the world.

But this sentence was said to the powerful minister.

She decided.

During this period of time when Si Yu was alive, she would treat him well with all her heart.

Why is this little Azhao not reserved at all?

Si Yu stretched his lips hard to prevent the curve from flying.

He looked at her very disgusted.

However, the black eyes that had always been cold and thin were somewhat undetectable tenderness, and the hands with clear joints pressed on Song Zhao's head.

"I don't know how shameless!"

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Chapter completed!