He looked at the thirteen-year-old girl who was five years older than him, holding a plush teddy bear in her palm, with a tag hanging from its tail. On it were his name and a short message, as well as a simple emoticon she had drawn with a ballpoint pen.
That day, he just stared at her blankly, his eyes filled with indescribable emotions. He saw her smile as if she had encountered something interesting.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't ignoring you at the time. It's just that Yang Zhe was tricked into climbing a tree and fell. He was quite badly injured, and the teachers weren't around. I was busy taking him to the hospital. Really, those troublemakers just know how to bully him."
"Alright, don't be sad. Today is your birthday, and this is your birthday gift."
