"Dasu, you believe him because you're close friends." She glanced at him and said, "I know you're not going to listen to what I have to say, but I must warn you. You shouldn't contact him anymore. Have I made myself clear?"
"Grandmother, I have to disagree with you."
"First, you need to get some sleep. School's going to start in a few days, and you need to get ready for it."
"Grandmother, I need to skip grades."
"You need to talk to your father about that." Rong Xuan glanced at Li Jianqian and said, "Go to sleep now. Good night."
She closed the door.
Li Jianqian looked around the dark room and suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
'Mother, I want to go home.'
...
Li Sicheng was busy taking care of the baby until late at night.
The newborn's skin was as soft as a piece of cotton.
He carefully held the baby, afraid he might hurt it.
