Because it was not yet time for school to be dismissed, Su Xingyue suggested taking a walk around the kindergarten. The principal, smiling all the way, accompanied the couple to the door of the classroom where the two little ones were.
Inside the classroom, a group of children were having a crafting class.
Su Xingyue stood by the window, curiously peeking inside.
Many children used clay to make flowers or small animals.
But when Su Xingyue saw her elder son, she felt a bit embarrassed.
Because her son was obviously different from the other children, looking somewhat out of place.
Not only was he not doing crafts, but he was sitting at his desk reading a comic book.
That delicate, handsome little face wore an expression far beyond his years, as if he was isolated from everything around him.
Faced with this scene, Su Xingyue was a little helpless but not at all surprised.
Her eldest son had been somewhat different from other children since he was young.
