Lin Zhi coughed lowly and continued to knit a scarf for her daughter: "You don't need to explain, mom understands, all moms understand."
Why didn't you realize before that your daughter actually had feelings for that child?
Bai Chaqing snorted:
"You don't understand, this is a thank you gift."
Lin Zhi raised her eyebrows and looked up at her daughter: "Then tell your mother what she doesn't understand."
Bai Cha kept moving his hands: "Chen Mo's family environment is very bad.
I heard from Su Yao that his parents divorced when he was very young.
He was sentenced to mother.
But my mother is very bad.
He has to work and study at the same time, and he also has to support his mother.
He was a student in No. 1 Middle School before, but because his mother went to school to make trouble, he was expelled from school.
It took a lot of effort to get to No. 13 Middle School.
Even though it was already so difficult for him, he still found time to teach me how to write questions and explain the papers to me.
I was thinking that autumn was coming soon and the winter in Yancheng was so cold, so I knitted a scarf and gave it to him.
It’s practical, and it’s not an expensive gift. It’s just a thought and he shouldn’t refuse me.”
Lin Zhi didn't expect Chen Mo's life experience to be so twists and turns, nor did she expect her daughter to be so attentive.
She had met the child several times, and she vaguely understood the child's temperament. If Chacha gave him valuables, he would definitely not accept them.
But if it is a scarf knitted by Chacha herself...
Lin Zhi smiled and placed her soft palm on Bai Cha's head.
"Chacha will become considerate when she grows up."
"That is."
…
Weekends always go by quickly.
Back to school on the weekend night, Bai Cha was pestered by Bai Lin for a long time.
Bai Lin asked Bai Cha in various cryptic ways whether the first scarf was for him or his father.
However, Bai Cha kept pretending to be deaf and mute. Until Bai Cha stepped into the school gate, Bai Lin didn't get the answer he wanted.
On Monday morning, Bai Cha stomped into the classroom again.
As soon as he sat down, Bai Cha collapsed on the table.
She was so absorbed in knitting a scarf last night that she completely forgot about the time, and it was already past 1:30 when she realized what she was doing.
Chen Mo looked at the white tea withering like a cabbage beaten by frost, and did not say hello as usual.
His writing hand paused, and his usually expressionless face gained a hint of panic: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
It took Bai Cha a long time to realize that Chen Mo was talking to him.
The little head shook:
"It's not uncomfortable, just sleepy."
As she said that, she remembered the paper Chen Mo gave her, and hurriedly took it out of her schoolbag and put it in front of the young man:
"I've finished writing the paper."
Chen Mo didn't look at the paper, and kept his eyes on Bai Cha, seriously confirming again: "Is it really just sleepy?"
Bai Cha nodded: "Really."
Before Chen Mo could be relieved, Bai Cha came forward with a smile and said: "My deskmate, are you concerned about me?"
Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat. He turned around in a panic and looked away from Bai Cha's eyes. He looked through Bai Cha's paper without answering Bai Cha's question.
Bai Cha was unwilling to give in. She buried her face in her arms and pinched Chen Mo's clothes with her fingers:
"I know even if you don't tell me.
You just care about me."
Chen Mo put down the pen in his hand and turned to look at Bai Cha: "Open your mouth."
Bai Cha opened his mouth obediently regardless of the reason.
The next second, Chen Mo took out a chocolate from his pocket, quickly tore open the wrapping paper and stuffed the chocolate into Bai Cha's mouth, doing the whole thing in one go.
"Don't disturb me from reading the paper."
Bai Cha held his chin with one hand, his eyes were full of Chen Mo who was reviewing the papers for him, and he let the chocolate melt in his mouth, from the sweetness in his mouth to the tip of his heart.
At the beginning, Chen Mo was stared at by Bai Cha and felt flustered for a while.
After calming down and focusing on the paper, Chen Mo's brows furrowed even more.
He knew that white tea had a bad foundation, but he didn't expect it to be this bad.
There were so many mistakes in the junior high school questions...
As soon as he turned his head, Chen Mo met the girl's shining eyes.
"Did you pass?" Bai Cha looked at the young man expectantly.
Chen Mo tapped Bai Cha's forehead lightly with his finger: "How did you study for three years in junior high school?"
"Just read it normally." Bai Cha covered his forehead with an innocent look on his face.
Chen Mo sighed.
He knew that Bai Cha was not in good health and that he should often take leave, but even if he always took leave, his foundation was too bad.
But I'm only a sophomore in high school now, so it's still too late.
Hearing Chen Mo sigh, Bai Cha probably knew that he had a poor foundation. The smile on his face disappeared little by little, and he lay on the table with a guilty conscience:
"Are my grades... particularly bad?"
Chen Mo really can't say that this result is good without conscience.
He lowered his head and thought about how to make up for Bai Cha.
He doesn't have much time, he has to spend most of his time working, and the rest of his time is only between classes and lunch breaks.
Seeing that he was silent, Bai Cha reached out and poked Chen Mo's arm:
"How about I ask my mother to hire a tutor for me?
To catch up on courses or something?”
Chen Mo turned around and met Bai Cha's black and white eyes:
“You don’t have to spend that wasted money.
I'll ask the teacher to apply to use the study room to give you tutoring at noon."
Sacrificing Chen Mo's lunch break was not Bai Cha's original intention: "If you don't take a break at noon, you won't have the energy to go to class in the afternoon."
"It makes no difference whether you listen or not." He completed all high school courses in the first half of this year.
After saying that, he turned to look at Bai Cha: "Same for you."
With such a poor foundation, it is impossible to understand even if you listen to it.
Bai Cha felt like a knife had been stabbed in her chest, but she understood that Chen Mo was telling the truth.
When Chen Mo saw Bai Cha pursed his lips and said nothing, he also knew that he had hurt someone by speaking too directly.
He raised his hand to rub the girl's head and comfort her.
Then he realized that this action was too intimate, so he could only take his hand back angrily, and said stiffly:
"I did not mean that."
Bai Cha was indeed discouraged for a second after being attacked by the boy, but he quickly cheered up: "I know, I will study hard."
Seeing Bai Cha cheering himself up, Chen Mo folded the paper and said, "I will give you the key points for the entrance exam in two days."
Bai Cha turned his head and his eyes regained their brightness: "Is that okay?"
Chen Mo nodded.
Pulling over Bai Cha's textbook: "There aren't many test points when I first enter the school, most of them are knowledge points from the previous semester.
You have memorized these formulas and the notes I gave you. Remember to click them later and I will mark them for you."
The white tea chick pecked at the rice and nodded.
Jiang Wencheng, who was sitting behind Chen Mo, stretched his head and tried to move forward when he heard that the important point was drawn.
Chen Mo didn't say anything when he found out.
After a while, Su Yao also came over.
After Chen Mo finished highlighting the key points, Jiang Wencheng approached Bai Cha and said, "Classmate Bai Cha, can you lend me your notebook to make a copy?"
Jiang Wencheng is carefree and a bit of a middle-class guy, but he is a very nice person.
Bai Cha: "It's Chen Mo's notes. I don't care. You have to borrow them from him."
Jiang Wencheng smiled with an ambiguous look on his face: "Hey, if you don't have the final say, then no one can have the final say, right, boss."
Jiang Wencheng's words made Chen Mo feel upset: "Go and print it out. I want to use white tea."
Jiang Wencheng showed an "I understand" look and patted Chen Mo's shoulder with his big hand: "Thank you, brother!"
After saying that, he turned to look at Bai Cha: "Sister-in-law, give it to me~"
Bai Cha slapped the note on Jiang Wencheng's head, laughed and cursed: "Get out!"
Jiang Wencheng was not annoyed at being photographed, he just held his notebook and put his arms around the neck of his deskmate and giggled.