Chapter 330: Young child dyeing should be cultivated from childhood (9)

When running, Anzi accidentally fell, rubbed a layer of skin and ooze a little blood.
Although it is not as good as crying when I was a child, it still remains a little bit, and the burning pain can not help but make him tears.
With a small mouth, An Ziwei stared at the wound, and an indescribable grievance came to his heart.
He thought of the accident when he accidentally fell. When he fell, he would pull him up and then gently blew his air. "The pain is flying away."
The tears in my eyes grew more and more, and a large shadow fell in front of me. Anzi煜 looked up with joy, but when he saw the coming, the expectation was like a cold water pouring down.
The physical education teacher bent over and helped him up. "The teacher sent you to the infirmary. Don't cry, Anan is going to be a man."
The latter three words seem to touch a certain nerve, and Anzi his nose and wipes away the tears with a milky voice. "Good."
There are a lot of female students and male students gathered around.
The female classmates were very worried about him, and they came around to ask the teacher about the situation. There were also several girls who wanted to accompany them.
The boys did not seem particularly friendly, and whispered behind them, saying the words "Little Prince" and "Sweet".
Anzi has heard a lot of such words. He knows what the little prince means. In his eyes, the fall is as beautiful as a princess. The princess is always with the prince, so he even has some sneak peeks at the name. of. But now, I don't know why, he feels uncomfortable in his heart.
why? An Zikai himself does not know.
The nurse and sister in the nursing room were very gentle. When the teacher asked him if he wanted to inform the parents, An Zikai refused. He looked at the wound that had been bandaged and shook his head.
An Zikai’s impression in the teacher’s heart is like a fragile ceramic doll. He is usually very quiet. Even if he just sits there like a glowing little prince, after hearing this answer, he can’t help but change him. .
After finishing the last lesson, Shen Mubai went to Anzi’s classroom to pick him up.
When I saw the knee that was being bandaged, I couldn’t help but glimpse, and then I went over and asked, "Is it awkward, how was it hurt?"
Anzi licked his mouth and said a little dependence and grievance in his tone. "I fell down, I accidentally fell when I was in physical education, so it hurts."
Shen Mubai was very skilled and touched his head. "Is it still hurting now?"
An Ziyu hesitated, looking at the girl's eyes full of worry and concern, nodded.
Shen Mubai thought about it and stumbled back and said, "I am carrying you."
An Zi smashed.
Shen Mubai thought he was embarrassed. "Isn't it still hurting? I will take you back."
Anzi looked at her back, and the finger that fell to one side shrank slightly. In the end, she couldn’t resist the desire to be close to her. She covered her body and hugged her neck with her hand. ?"
Both of them are about the same age. Although Shen Mubai is going to be taller, but he still has some snacks on his back, but his mouth is on the road. "Not heavy, you don't have a good meal, how can you do this? light."
When she heard her, An Zixin breathed a sigh of relief and grinned. "There was no good meal, and I ran into my room every time to steal snacks."
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