The boy walked out of the kitchen step by step.

He did not go back to his room.

He took out his homework in the living room.

As the end of the period approaches, there are more homework for all subjects.

Mainly, there are more test papers in the usual homework.

...

So even though he used every minute and every second to complete his homework at school, he still left a lot of homework to do it.

In addition to writing homework, the teacher also left a lot of review homework.

The teacher will conduct random checks in class the next day.

Time is tight.

But the boy didn't have the intention to do his homework at this time.

His pen tip hangs above the workbook.

Still motionless.

He looked in the direction of the kitchen from time to time.

Ears are raised.

Not missing a little sound in the kitchen.

He was in a very contradictory state.

Very tormented.

Very anxious.

But it looks like an undercurrent under the calm water.

On the surface, it is calm.

...

The boy pursed his lips.

The force of pinching the pen is as strong as if it is about to break the pen.

certainly.

it's out of the question.

If it were a pencil, he might be able to do it.

Because he saw a boy in his class doing this.

That guy has a stubborn temper.

I like to compete with myself very much.

Sulk.

As soon as the boy got emotional, he would hold a pen tightly in his hand.

When they first saw that boy really broke his pen, they were all surprised for a long time.

However, as the grade grew, they no longer saw that boy get angry in this way.

...

The boy now holds a black fountain pen in his hand.

He doesn't know if others can do it.

Anyway, his strength is not strong enough to break this pen.

...

The boy thought about something that was nothing, and looked dazed.

...

"Xuanxuan."

The woman's screams came from the restaurant.

"It's time to eat."

...

The boy suddenly came back to his senses.

He stood up in a panic.

When I touched the coffee table, my pen fell to the ground.

He responded urgently.

"Here you come."

...

The boy gasped a few times.

He rubbed his knees.

It hurts the moment I just bumped into it.

Fortunately, it hurt the most.

After rubbing it for a few times, the pain almost disappeared.

.....

The boy was about to walk towards the restaurant.

It seemed that I noticed something from the corner of my eyes.

He turned around.

...

The boy set the coffee table right.

Pick up the pen again.

I sorted out the homework on the coffee table slightly.

He took a deep breath.

Then walk towards the restaurant.

The hands hanging beside each other closed unconsciously.

Curl up with five fingers.

It's a little stiff.

...

As the restaurant gets closer, the aroma of food becomes stronger and stronger, and it penetrates the boy's nose.

It arouses the greed in people's stomach.

"Gululu~"

The boy's belly signaled hunger.

The boy quickly reached out and pressed his stomach.

A hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

...

"Hungry?"

The woman bent her eyebrows slightly.

"Then sit down and eat."

....

"Um."

The boy grinned.

...

Sitting in the position, the boy was a little stunned.

...

"What's wrong?"

The woman picked up a piece of rib for the child, "Aren't you hungry?"
To be continued...