"Your Hu Jingyi really isn't suited for studying. He's in fifth grade now and has consistently been dragging my class back. He's almost a joke in the whole school. It's normal for everyone to laugh at him. As a parent, I suggest you take him for an intelligence test. If it doesn't work out, send him to a special school. I'm saying this for Hu Jingyi's benefit. Seeing his peers do better will make him anxious. People should be with those who are similar to them."
On the way home, Hu Jingyi's mother was holding her child's hand, and as they walked, he said, "Mom, maybe I should switch schools, otherwise the teacher always calls you over, I truly can't learn."
His mother didn't reply; she just continued walking with him in the sunset.
Until the sun sank into the ground and a crescent moon hung in the starry sky.
"Mom, transfer me, I don't want to go to school anymore," Hu Jingyi cried.
His mother finally turned to him and silently looked at him, "Are you sure?"
