Jian Si's eyes were red as she moved her luggage out pack by pack.
Zhengzheng followed behind her, carrying his own little suitcase.
"Did you not have a pleasant talk?" In the elevator, he lifted his little head.
Jian Si's tense emotions showed signs of breaking down at his soft voice, she forced a smile at him: "It's nothing."
"Oh." Zhengzheng leaned against one side of the elevator, his small feet in sandals gently scraping the ground, after a while, he slowly said: "Although he is a good person, I choose... to follow you."
Jian Si was visibly stunned, her brain reacting a beat too slow.
Had Zhengzheng heard everything they were talking about just now?
How could she forget, he was not just an ordinary child; he was more intelligent and curious than other children.
He doesn't conform to the norm; he always likes to ponder and explore. Thus, when the two of them were whispering in the room, how could he possibly plug his ears and ignore them.
