She sprinted forward, her voice trembling, "Xiao Shu..."
Gu Junzhu beat her to it, cutting a few strides to land in front of the little guy, kneeling down on one knee. One hand supported the boy's back, and the other reached out to touch the injured side of his face, "Baby, who did this to you?"
His voice was as cold as a knife's edge, causing a raw pain that scraped against the skin, but his touch was incredibly gentle.
The boy's face had just lit up with joy at seeing his parents come to pick him up, but hearing Gu Junzhu's question, he immediately pouted in aggrievement, "Dad, Xiao Shu came first in the test, but Yi Xingling came last. The teacher criticized her, saying that she's eleven years old but can't even outscore a five-year-old. After class, she intentionally knocked my books onto the floor.
I told her to pick them up, but she refused and pushed me. I pushed her back, then she beat me and scratched my face!"
