Xia Sijing fell asleep, but Xiao Che tossed and turned.

Opening his eyes, he looked at the little boy sleeping beside him, thinking about what he said before going to bed, and suddenly appreciated his frankness.

He said: "I don't hate you, I'm just jealous of you being able to meet the fairy every day and spend time together."

The childish voice is crisp and pleasant.

"Xiao Che, do you know what jealousy means? I have searched its definition. Jealousy is an unpleasant emotion that arises in the heart when it is superior to others."

Natsujii said a lot by himself, "I have never been jealous of others before, until I met Kesi, and I began to be jealous of everyone who could accompany Kesi."

He laughed at himself, "Including Mujajango, you...even the 'Young Master' you said... is funny, right? I also think I'm ridiculous, but I just can't control it."

Xiao Che opened his light cherry-colored lips and wanted to say something, but he was still silent.

"My eyes can't help but follow Kexi, so I greedily hope that she can pay more attention to me if she wants to do it for a while. Perhaps if you like someone, you will become despicable and humble."

Xiao Che finally spoke, "You are still so young, do you really know what it means to like someone?"

"I know, because I lack love since I was a child, I always longed for love. I knew a lot of things early. Maybe this is what adults call precocious maturity."

"Lack of love? Are you?" Xiao Che felt that a well-known child star like Xia Sijing must be the existence of stars supporting the moon.

The little boy said softly, "In my mother's eyes, I'm not a human at all, but just a tool for her to make money. She doesn't love me, she only loves money. What about you? Your mother should love you very much, right?"

A memory emerged in Xiao Che's mind.

The surroundings were so hot, countless times hotter than the hottest noon in midsummer. He seemed to be on fire all over, and the pungent smoke choked him so uncomfortable.

"Che'er, Che'er..." Mom found him in the fire and pulled him out of the room. In order to save him, she pushed him away and blocked the beam falling from the roof by herself.

If it weren't for saving him, my mother wouldn't have disfigured her face. If it weren't for worrying that he would be ridiculed in the future, my mother wouldn't have committed suicide.

"Mom is so incapable of working and making money, and everyone will laugh at you. If you continue to live, it will be a drag on Che'er..."

Thinking of her beautiful appearance before her mother was disfigured, Xiao Che's heart was filled with a grudge, "My mother is the best mother in the world and the one who loves me the most."

"I envy you so much," Natsujii sighed sincerely, "Although I don't know why you work here at a young age, it's so happy that you have a mother who loves you so much."

The wind blows the window screen.

It was drizzling outside.

Worried that the rain would wet the wooden floor, Xiao Che got up and closed the window, then walked back to bed and went to sleep.

Xia Sijing's breathing became more and more stable and even, and he fell asleep without realizing it.

Xiao Che was a little confused.

He was surprised that Xia Sijing was willing to say so much to himself.

His father had told him a lot of refusal to the rich before, so in his concept, he always believed that business tycoons, celebrities, nobles, and nobles were all hypocritical.

But in fact, my father doesn’t know those people at all, right? He just knows them through TV and newspapers, and has never really gotten into it.

Xiao Che thought to himself: For example, Xia Sijing became famous at such a young age, but he did not look down on servants and was willing to treat him honestly.

If Kexi is well protected and maintains innocence and kindness, what about Xia Sijing? She is still so sincere and straightforward in the entertainment industry that is full of wealth...

He liked Cosi, so he proposed a "man showdown". He chose to compete fairly instead of slandering and ridicule.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I think what you said is wrong. Rich people are not necessarily vicious, and poor people are not necessarily kind."

This is the first time, Xiao Che thinks his father may be wrong.

In the early morning, the morning light hit Xiao Kexi's face.

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, the maid served the girl to change into her elementary school uniform and tied her beautiful braids.

Dressed beautifully, the cute little Kexi walked downstairs and greeted Mussen, "It's early for Xiaonian!"

"Koxizao." Mussinian's eyes were filled with soft light.

"Did you see the little pigeons in the little rice cake?"

"He finished the show last night and rushed back to the crew to film, and went to bed directly in a nearby hotel."

After the man finished speaking, he picked up the little girl, "Didn't Xi stay with Django for only one day yesterday? Why did he miss him early in the morning?"

"Koxi wants the little pigeon to take the little pigeon to the hospital to see his mother..."

"Don't worry, I'll ask the driver to take him there later."

But Xi still felt worried, "Little Persimmon is just a child and needs someone else's care and can't take care of his mother at all."

Mu Sinian thought for a while, "Otherwise, I will ask Lao Li to go to the hospital to take care of Xiao Shizi, what do Kexi think?"

"Cecerebellar axe?" The girl's eyebrows bent, "Yeah, the Cecerebellar axe will definitely take good care of the little persimmon!"

Before Li Deshen took Xia Sijing away, Musen specifically explained, "At night, no matter whether his mother woke up or not, you would still bring Xia Sijing back to live."

Old Li nodded, "Young Master, I understand."

"Thank you for your hard work these days. He is a seven-year-old child in the hospital. His mother just had a craniotomy surgery last night and had to lie on for two or three weeks."

As if he was thinking about something, Musenian added: "Look for a few private nurses to take care of Xia Sijing's mother. After all, he still has to film and study, so it is impossible for him to stay in the hospital all day long."

Li Deshen was a little puzzled, "Young Master, I don't understand why you care so much about him?"

Musenian casually sorted out the cuffs that were rolled up during the meal, with cold eyes, "Who told him to be the one that Kexi cares about? If he doesn't settle him, Kexi will definitely be uneasy."

"It turned out to be for the little lady, I understand."

The boy Xia Sijing is really lucky to be a good friend of the little girl. Li Deshen thought.

Sancheng Primary School.

As soon as Kexi walked into the classroom, everyone's attention was focused on her, "It's Kexi here!"

"Wow, Kexi's hair tied up today is so beautiful!"

"It's obviously the same school uniform, why can you be so cute and beautiful when wearing Kossi?"

Everyone praised it.

The classmate at the front and back tables of the girl greeted her happily, "Good morning Kexi."

"Good morning, Kosey!"

Xiao Kexi responded to their greetings and chatted with Xiao Lingdang for a while, surprised that he would take the exam today.

"Today?" Her big eyes were round, and she was surprised and panicked. "What should I do? But Xi can't write ancient poems yet. The moonlight in front of the bed was lost... "

"It's 'the bright moonlight in front of the bed, and it's suspected that it's frost on the ground'," Shen Jianing comforted, "It's okay, the scores of ancient poems are not much, but Xi just finishes other topics."

Thinking that Xiao Lingling made sense, the girl nodded, "Yeah, Kexi will definitely not get zero points after finishing other questions."

"Puchi!" Everyone around was amused by the little girl.

"No one in the first grade will get zero points." They comforted Kexi, "The question is very simple, don't worry."

"Yes, yes, there are very few people who score under 80 in Chinese, and it's hard to speak English. Many people fail in English."

When it comes to English, everyone feels a headache, "It's too difficult to get our English test papers? I asked my cousin who was in the first grade of junior high school for me to do the questions on the weekend, but she couldn't even understand them."

"That is, although our school has exchange programs abroad, is it okay if we are only in the first grade of elementary school? The English test papers can be done for middle school students."

"Didn't the teacher explain? You must learn English well in elementary school, because when you reach junior high school, regardless of history, biology, and chemistry, all our textbooks are all in English."

A group of people cried and said, "That's right. If you don't learn English well, you won't be able to read the textbooks at that time."

During the morning reading class, almost all the students in the class were trying to memorize words and phrases for the last second, but Mu Kexi, a little guy, was reading Chinese books.

"yuxia? What is this?" She moved her thumb away from the Chinese characters and found that it was "fish and shrimp".

Xiao Mengbao has a sad face. Not only is it difficult to write ancient poems, but it is also difficult to write words according to the pinyin! Oh, why is Chinese so difficult?

In the same classroom, Wei Pengpeng, who was sitting diagonally opposite the little girl, was looking in the direction of Shen Jianing beside Kexi for a moment.

"It seems that Shen Jianing has not found a cheat sheet in the drawer," Wei Pengpeng asked Xu Ruijia, "What should we do? Should we follow the original plan? Is it that she cheated after the exam?"
Chapter completed!