The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet

Chapter 35: The cutest tablemate in the world (35)

In the morning reading and the first class, the place to the right of Shiyou was always vacant.

It wasn't until the second class was about to start, when Shi You came back from the bathroom, that she finally saw her deskmate.

Luo Cimian was lying on the table, facing Shiyou's side of the seat, his long eyelashes casting light shadows under his eyes.

After standing still for two seconds, Shiyou sat down.

It was found that his eyes were not only the shadow of eyelashes, but also the shadow of lack of sleep.

Shiyou pushed him carefully, "What happened to you today, you missed your morning reading and the first class."

There was a brief silence.

Luo Cimian half-closed her eyelashes, "I'm sorry."

"Don't tell me you're sorry," Shiyou shook his head lightly, "You didn't apologize to me."

"Are you worried?"

The boy's fingers trembled slightly.

"No."

Hearing these two words, Shiyou stared at him for a few seconds, as if trying to see through his heart: "But you are very wrong today."

"..."

Luo Cimian raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect the little girl to observe very subtle, and would pay attention to this point, "Is there?"

How obvious is he?

Shi You stared at him for a while, then nodded affirmatively: "Yeah, it looks like he's preoccupied."

Shiyou pouted, seeming a little unhappy: "And we were just together yesterday, and you are so indifferent to me today."

Heh, man.

Sure enough, if you get it, you won't cherish it.

"Do you think I'm neglecting you?"

A shallow laugh escaped from the corner of the young man's lips, with a bit of joyful playfulness.

His voice slowly entangled, and the eardrums were a little numb... Shiyou subconsciously turned his face halfway.

"No, I'm going to read a book, study hard, and make progress every day."

Shi You pursed her lips slightly and pulled out the English book placed at the front of the bookend.

"It's Chinese class later."

Shiyou opened the English book and paused, "Don't worry about me, I just want to read English, can't I?"

A few traces of laughter overflowed from the boy's throat, and he looked at her with his chin propped up.

"Little Yuzi, I want to talk to you for a while."

"say what?"

"I have a question to ask you."

Shi You sat up straight and looked at him, with the appearance of an obedient and supportive audience.

Luo Cimian pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "I have a friend who recently encountered a problem and didn't know what to do. Then he came to ask me, and I didn't know what to do."

"Yeah." Shiyou nodded.

"He had a very difficult life when he was a child. He couldn't eat. Suddenly one day, a woman came out and said that my friend was her long-lost son and wanted to recognize him back."

Shi You was stunned: "..."

That friend of yours is talking about yourself.

It seems that Luo Cimian already knows that Bai Wenwan is not his mother.

Shiyou asked cooperatively, "Is his mother's family rich?"

"……rich."

"Why don't you go if you have the money."

Luo Cimian: "Don't you think this is unreal? Is it like a novel?"

Shi You: "..." This is the plot of a novel.

Of course this cannot be said.

"Since his mother is willing to come to him in person, it proves that she must love him."

"But my friend is used to being alone, and suddenly there is a mother who cares about him. He doesn't know how to get along with her at all."

"He just needs to be who he is, and he doesn't need to cater to anyone."

"Do you think so too?"

"certainly."

Luo Cimian raised her hand and pinched her cheek, "My little pomelo is exactly what I thought, she really has a good heart."

The low hoarse voice lingering in the ear was full of jokes.