His baby is reborn

After that, the students in the big (1) class consciously divided into two groups.

A large group of children and Xu Zhuo Xing Ke, from a distance, the boundaries are very clear.

However, the children's characterization didn't last that long. It didn't take long for a large group of children who gathered together to gradually disperse and run around.

Only Xing Ke and Xu Zhuo always sat together.

Xing Ke didn't eat candy, and he didn't want to use Xu Zhuo's colored pens at first.

This kind of pen is easy to run out of water. When Teacher Xiao Hu asked them to share it, one pen ran out of water as soon as it arrived at Xing Ke, and the owner of the colored pen burst into tears immediately.

Also after that, no child in the whole class was willing to share colored pens with him, so Xing Ke was unwilling to use them.

Xu Zhuo coaxed him for a long time, but Xing Ke refused.

There was no way, so Xu Zhuo started to fold a large piece of drawing paper into two parts.

Children at this age are not so good at using their fingers, they can't fold a straight line, let alone fold two halves that are exactly the same.

Xu Zhuo tossed and tossed for a long time, abusing the flat paper into a crumpled appearance.

He looked at his masterpiece in silence, and finally put the slightly larger and flatter side in front of Xing Ke with a calm heart.

And he said happily for his clever way: "Then I will draw a piece of paper with you, and we will each have half of it, so that it will not be considered a waste of pens! Then tell Mr. Hu that this is the work of the two of us."

Hearing that, the child was really happy for the solution he had thought of, and after he finished speaking, he jumped up and down excitedly beside him, with a look of anticipation in his little eyes.

Xing Ke was silent for a while, then reversed the papers on the table and exchanged the bigger one for Xu Zhuo.

Xu Zhuo scratched his hair and didn't refuse.

Xing Kecai finally picked up the pen.

This is something he doesn't have, so use it with extreme care, unnecessary brush strokes never fall.

Black hair, black eyes, bruises and crimson blood scabs, and gray clothes, seem to have formed the dark colors of Xing Ke's body long ago, causing him to choose colors very heavily when painting.

It is completely different from Xu Zhuo's colorful paintings.

When Xu Zhuo was halfway through the painting, he tilted his head to look at Xing Ke's painting, and was taken aback. He couldn't help biting his pen and said, "This is the winter you want to paint?"

Xing Ke glanced at him and said, "En."

Then Suixi continued to finish the stroke under his hand, and said while filling up, "Don't bite the pen."

Xu Zhuo didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

"I said don't bite the pen, it will explode." Xing Ke frowned and repeated: "They exploded before."

"Oh." Xu Zhuo quickly put down the pen in his hand, looked at Xing Ke, hesitant to speak.

Xu Zhuo lost a little weight because his father was sick and his mother was too busy in the past few months.But the foundation is still there, the skin is white, and the flesh on the cheeks is a little bit.

But Xing Ke is different, he is more like a real malnourished.Although he is a few months older than Xu Zhuo, he is a few centimeters shorter than Xu Zhuo. His body looks particularly dry, but there are more bones on his face at a young age, and there are bruises at the corners of his eyes.

Xu Zhuo observed from such a close distance, even if he didn't need the thinking of an adult, he could feel that something was wrong with the environment Xing Ke was in at this stage.

Not to mention the winter depicted by Xing, the houses inside are black, the wind is black, people are black, and even the sun is black.

Children's paintings can be analyzed from a psychological point of view, but for the five-year-old Xu Zhuo, it doesn't need to be so complicated, as long as he knows that the color falls in his eyes, he can instinctively feel danger and depression.

"Xing Ke." Xu Zhuo's head was no longer able to turn over those memories that were too big, but he still remembered something that was just turned up last night.

In kindergarten and elementary school, Xu Zhuo was not close to Xing Ke, Xu Zhuo would even instinctively avoid Xing Ke.It wasn't until junior high school that the relationship between the two became closer. At that time, Xing Ke was still very withdrawn. After saving Xu Zhuo once, he never took the initiative to talk to him again.

Xu Zhuo told Xing Ke that they are friends.

Xing Ke just replied to Xu Zhuo very coldly, who is your friend.

If there was no reunion with Xing Ke later, this sentence would have hurt Xu Zhuo in junior high school.

But these are not important now, the important thing is to be reborn back to today, Xu Zhuo no longer wants Xing Ke to be as lonely as in his previous life.He also vaguely realized that perhaps it was because of this painting that had been formed in childhood that Xing Ke became so extremely surly in his last life.

He didn't want Xing Ke in this life to become like the previous one, so what needs to be changed is not just the car accident later.

After Xing finished drawing, he heard him call, and covered his pen to look at him.The thin single eyelid gives people a sense of sharpness that does not match their age.

"We drew a picture together." The child's language organization ability is not very good, Xu Zhuo can only try to express himself, rubbing the cap of the pen and whispering: "Then we will be friends from now on?"

Xing Ke knew that Xu Zhuo cried to him in the next bed the day before, so he put the pen back, and was silent for two seconds: "It doesn't count."

No child really likes to be friends with him, even if they make friends, they will "break" after a while

Xu Zhuo has a very good temper. He didn't get angry when he was rejected. He just looked at him obediently and asked, "Why? Do you hate me?"

...But no child would ever ask him if it hurts.

Xing Ke lowered his eyebrows and looked at his hands.

His hands are different from Xu Zhuo's, with barbs and scabs, not white and tender.So he didn't understand at all in his heart why a happy child who would be hugged and gently kissed by his mother would want to be friends with him.

But Xu Zhuo was still waiting patiently.

He could see that Xing Ke at this time was not as closed as later, and the black eyes under the black hair still had a little brilliance.

If you regard Xing Ke in junior high school as a completely closed hard shell, then Xing Ke now has softness. After all, he is only five years old at this time.

So Xu Zhuo always felt that as long as he waited, maybe from this moment on, Xing Ke could be changed and lead to a different path from his previous life.He had this hunch.

However, no one expected that Xing Ke was silent for a long time, but the sentence that was about to be said was interrupted by a sudden change.

Liu Beichen's parents are here.

Teacher Da Hu asked Xing Ke and Liu Beichen to go out.

Xu Zhuo saw with his own eyes that the moment Liu Beichen's mother's voice came, Xing Ke's expression, which had softened just now, immediately turned gloomy.

When he left, he didn't even lift his head, and he didn't take the taffy that Xu Zhuo gave him.

Children's forgetfulness is generally great, and the episode in the morning has long been forgotten under the writing and drawing.

So much so that when Mr. Da Hu came in and called Xing Ke and Liu Beichen, there were still many children who couldn't react.

Even Liu Beichen himself didn't react at first.

It wasn't until Liu Beichen saw his mother in a hurry at the door that he recalled something. Before he even ran out of the classroom, he cried out with a "wow".

Mother Liu had a pretty face, hugged the child distressedly, and gave Xing Ke a vicious look.

Teacher Da Hu took them to the corridor to talk, and the children in the big class once again... didn't explode the pot, but just solidified for a while.

Having said that, children of this age don't have a good memory, and they can't understand the consequences of some things, so they won't have fear.

After Xing Ke and Liu Beichen were taken out, at most they muttered something like "Where is Mr. Hu", "Liu Beichen is crying again", "Is that Liu Beichen's mother", and nothing else.

Then the teacher in class (2) shouted to be quiet, and each of them immediately immersed themselves in their own paintings.

Only Xu Zhuo sat on the spot restlessly, not standing up or sitting down.

"That classmate, draw your own." The teacher in the front row said.

Only then did Xu Zhuo sit back in his original position in a well-mannered manner, and picked up a pen, but his gaze was still looking out the door.

Li Dong approached him at some point, flicked Xu Zhuo's pen, and said with a very understanding look: "Xing Ke may be fired."

Xu Zhuo was taken aback, and turned his head to look: "Huh?"

Li Dong is here: "My father told me before that children who fight in kindergarten will be expelled, that is, they will never be allowed to go to kindergarten again!"

Xu Zhuo panicked instinctively, and after careful consideration, he shook his head and said, "No."

"How do you know not?" Li Dong said, "Liu Beichen's mother is also a teacher. She seems to be an elementary school teacher. She is better than Mr. and Mrs. Hu. She will definitely be expelled!"

Xu Zhuo shook his head vigorously.He has already started to search for memories, but his head hurts when he turns over, so he can only shake his little head repeatedly and say: "No, no, Mr. and Mrs. Hu are also very powerful, they will protect us."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a sharp sentence from the corridor: "Bump him once and he can beat my child, right? I can't tell right from wrong. How do you two become teachers!"

All the children in class (1) shrink back.

Li Dong was also taken aback, and then showed Xu Zhuo a "Look" expression.

Xu Zhuo's head hurt too much, and his reaction ability also slowed down.He couldn't think of what he could do at this time, so he could only keep turning his head and looking towards the classroom window, with anticipation in his eyes.

That window was facing the kindergarten gate, but it was a little far away from them. (2) The class teacher didn't let them move around, so Xu Zhuo could only sit like this and couldn't see outside.

"What are you looking at?" Li Dong caught Xu Zhuo's movement and asked curiously.

"See if Xing Ke's parents are here." Xu Zhuo said anxiously.

A child cannot compete with an adult, especially an angry adult.So the only solution right now is for Xing Ke's parents to also come to the kindergarten.

"But I can't see..." Xu Zhuo said: "Liu Beichen's mother is here, the teacher won't just tell one parent, his parents should come too?"

Li Dong also looked at the window: "Then go and have a look?"

"The teacher won't let me." Xu Zhuo whispered.

Li Dong rolled his eyes: "Then I'll talk to the teacher, you can run under that table later? That's the one, it's blocked by the cabinet, it's not conspicuous, we often hide there."

Xu Zhuo was stunned, and then his eyes lit up: "Student Li Dong, why are you so nice!"

Li Dong put his hips on his hips: "Hey! The main reason is that what your classmate said before is very cool! I'm going, hurry up!"