Lu Jihan curved his lips, "What do you need paper and pen for?"
"They're useful."
The little one puckered his lips mysteriously.
Teacher Wen handed the paper and pen she was holding to Song Dabai: "Here, I've got some."
"Thank you, Teacher Wen."
With a sweet smile, Song Dabai took the paper and pen, scribbling a few crooked numbers on them.
Then, he handed the little note to Luolu, saying, "This is my mommy's phone number. Call this number when you have time."
"Okay."
Luolu nodded, and the two little kids smiled so wide their eyes curved like crescent moons.
It was clear that Song Dabai really liked Luolu, and Luolu also liked Song Dabai. Plus, Luolu's appealing looks were favored by Song Yinyin.
Teacher Wen's phone vibrated; it was probably the driver urging her to set off. It was over an hour's journey back to the orphanage from here.
"Goodbye, Dabai."
Luolu waved her little arm, her eyes filled with reluctance.
"Goodbye, Luolu!"
