The boy walked out of the kitchen without turning his head.

He didn't go back to his room.

He took out his homework in the living room.

As the end of the term approaches, all subjects have more homework.

The main reason is that there are more test papers in the usual homework.

…

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

In addition to written assignments, the teacher also left a lot of review assignments.

The teacher will conduct a spot check in class the next day.

Time is limited.

It's just that the boy at this time has no intention of doing homework.

The tip of his pen is hanging above the homework book.

like a statue.

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

Ears pricked up.

Never miss a sound in the kitchen.

He was in a very contradictory state inside.

Very painful.

Very anxious.

But it's like an undercurrent beneath the calm water.

On the surface it is calm.

…

The boy pursed his lips.

I held the pen with such force that I felt like I was going to break it.

certainly.

it's out of the question.

Maybe he could still do it if he had a pencil.

Because he saw a boy in his class doing this.

That boy has a more stubborn temper.

I like to compete with myself.

Sulking.

When that boy gets emotional, he will hold a pen tightly in his hand.

The first time they saw the boy actually break his pen, all of them were surprised for a long time.

However, as the grades grew, they no longer saw the boy getting angry in this way.

…

What the boy is holding now is a black pen.

He doesn't know if others can do it.

Anyway, he is not strong enough to break the pen.

…

The boy thought about some random things and looked in a daze.

…

"Xuanxuan."

A woman's scream came from the restaurant.

"time to eat."

…

The boy suddenly came to his senses.

He stood up in a panic.

It hit the coffee table and the pen fell to the ground.

He responded urgently.

"coming."

…

The boy gasped a few times.

He rubbed his knees.

It really hurt the moment I hit it.

Fortunately, that was the most painful moment.

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

…..

The boy was just about to walk to the restaurant.

I seemed to notice something out of the corner of my eye.

He turned around.

…

The boy adjusted the position of the coffee table.

Picked up the pen again.

I tidied up the homework on the coffee table a little.

He took a deep breath.

Then walked towards the restaurant.

The hands hanging by his sides closed unconsciously.

Fingers curled up.

A bit stiff.

…

As he got closer to the restaurant, the aroma of the food entered the boy's nose more intensely.

Arouse the greed in people's stomach.

"Gululu~"

The boy's belly sent out hunger signals.

The boy quickly reached out and pressed his belly.

A trace of astonishment appeared on his face.

…

"hungry?"

The woman slightly arched her eyebrows.

"Then sit down and eat quickly."

….

"Um."

The boy grinned.

…

Sitting in his seat, the boy was a little dazed.

…

"What's wrong?"

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