Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

On the first day back at school, the classmates in the class all looked at him with curious eyes.

Because they all heard about what happened at Song Jing's family and knew that he was admitted to the hospital by his mother.

The little boy is wearing a red scarf and the bandage on his head has not yet been removed.

After entering the classroom, he silently returned to his seat, put down his schoolbag, and lay down.

There was no reaction at all to the looks from the outside world.

Yun Si also put down her schoolbag and sat next to him.

The little boy lay quietly, his dark and gentle eyes falling on her.

The little girl in a floral skirt took out a bottle of milk from her schoolbag, opened the straw, inserted it, and placed it in front of him.

"Brother Song Jing, drink."

She said softly.

The little girl still had her hair tied into a ponytail, with a few soft strands of hair left on her cheeks.

Beautiful eyes, even the slightly upward curve seems to be extremely soft,

Like a little adult, she handed the milk to him, stared at him, and let him drink.

The young boy's cheeks are no longer as pale as before, and his lips are not as dry as before.

His eyes moved and his lips pursed slightly,

Under her gaze, he slowly sat up straight,

Holding the milk in both hands, he drank it in small sips.

The soft and slightly curly hair seems to glow with golden light under the sunlight outside the window.

He lowered his eyelashes and drank quietly, his little head motionless.

Inexplicably dumbfounded.

Yun Si then opened her schoolbag with satisfaction and took out the book inside.

The classmates in the row in front of her were afraid of Song Jing, so they only dared to look at the two of them secretly while they were looking back at their schoolbags.

I don’t know what’s going on, but this person who is usually quiet and slovenly looks much better and more comfortable after coming back from leave.

Maybe it was because his long hair was too unsightly and blocked his face.

Now that my hair has been cut off, it has returned to a normal boy's hairstyle.

Although he still looks thin and small, like a stunted cub,

But now it is visible to the naked eye and becomes much more pleasing to the eye.

"Yun Si, hand in your homework."

The Chinese class representative, a little girl wearing glasses, came over holding a pile of homework books.

Child Yun Si handed her the homework she had written previously.

She collected Yun Si's homework and looked at Song Jing again.

"Song Jing, the teacher said you don't need to hand in your homework for the time being, but you must remember to make it up."

She said sternly.

Song Jing lowered his eyelashes, not sure whether he heard it or not.

Holding the milk in hand, swallowing quietly,

The cheeks puffed up slightly, then deflated, then puffed up again.

There was no reaction at all to the class representative’s words.

After the class representative finished speaking, he looked at him for a while, then left with his homework in his arms.

He muttered, "He is indeed a fool."

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Song Jing was actually not stupid, just a little dull.

In other words - unresponsive.

He could not react immediately to the changes in the outside world, but had to stay for a long time before he could react a little bit.

That little bit of reaction must come only when he wants to respond.

If he doesn't want to respond, he can even stay for a long time, just staring at one place, in a daze.

The medical explanation for this is most likely to be developmental delay.

Therefore, the content of school learning is actually progressing too fast for a slow-responsive child.