Chapter 888
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Little Red Bean widened her large, black eyes with an innocent glint. She stared blankly at Little Rice Cake for a long while before realizing that she had been tricked. She pouted, her eyes misting up. "I don't want to sit with you."
Is she going to cry? Little Rice Cake stared at Little Red Bean anxiously, but very quickly, he remembered how his mother wouldn't be able to coax him when he cried in the past. His father would remind her to divert her attention, and so his dark eyes darted around before he asked, "Do you have an apple?"
Aren't we arguing about sitting together? Why did he suddenly ask her if she had an apple?
Little Red Bean pouted. After thinking for a while, she couldn't think of a reason, so she stared at the two drops of tears hanging at the corners of her eyes. She shook her head at Little Rice Cake, her two long braids swaying back and forth.
Little Rice Cake placed his bag, unzipped it, and pulled out a fruit box. He opened it forcefully and took out a red and round apple. "Then I'll treat you to an apple."
Little Red Bean glanced at him, then lowered her head to look at the apple in his hand. She swallowed her saliva, rubbing her hands against her pretty dress. In the end, she resisted the urge to eat it and shook her head at him. "My mummy said that I can't eat things given to me by outsiders."
Outsiders? Little Rice Cake blinked at Little Red Bean, then corrected her seriously. "I'm not an outsider, I'm Little Rice Cake."
With that, Little Rice Cake stuffed the apple into Little Red Bean's hands.
Little Red Bean's fingers tightened around the apple, then loosened. She wanted to return it to him, but she couldn't bear to. After a moment of hesitation, she tightened her grip on the apple and asked, "Are you really going to give it to me?"
As she asked, Little Red Bean acted as though she was afraid that Little Rice Cake would go back on his words. Without waiting for him to give her a definite answer, she raised the apple to her face, opened her mouth, and took a bite.
The world of a two to three-year-old child was always innocent and simple. It was just an apple, but Little Red Bean's attitude towards Little Rice Cake improved. Just like that, the two children became deskmates.
Actually, before Little Rice Cake came to kindergarten, Qiao Anhao and Lu Jinnian had brought him to Gymboree. The other kids would play together, but Little Rice Cake liked to sit at the side and play by himself. Because of this, Qiao Anhao was afraid that he had autism, but later on, she realized that she was overthinking it. Little Rice Cake thought that the other kids were too childish, so he didn't play with them.
Hence, Little Red Bean was the first child in Little Rice Cake's life that he had taken the initiative to interact with.
Little Red Bean was probably shy with strangers, so she didn't speak much. When the other kids were playing, she would always sit unmoving in her seat. Little Rice Cake tried to pull her over to play, but she wouldn't go. Thus, he started to rack his brains to find a topic to talk to her. "Do you know how much one plus one equals?"
Little Red Bean tilted her head and glanced at Little Rice Cake. After about two seconds, she raised two fingers and said, "Two."
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