Isabel watched his small back as he turned away, hesitated for a moment, then said, "I like the Little Xiaobai just as much, just a little less than Xiaobai, really."
Yes, he knew he couldn't compare to his brother's excellence. A sense of loneliness welled up in Zicong's heart and showed on his little face.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a soft pair of lips suddenly touched his cheek.
Zicong was startled and turned around to see the girl shyly pulling her head back, including the little mouth that had just secretly kissed him.
Wa Zicong was driving and watching all of this unfold in the rearview mirror. Suddenly, he recalled the days of his own childhood, growing up with someone dear. Back then at school, life was so simple, just like these two little ones in the back seat. No thoughts, just like or dislike.
It's clear how great it is to always be a child, without all those complicated thoughts.
