"An'an, we're leaving now, let's go to your seat." The teacher led the little one to his own seat.
Watching the little one being led away, Wen Xiao'ai instinctively followed forward, "An'an."
Jun Moyan held her back, "It's okay."
The little one went to his seat, and the teacher set his backpack and took out his books.
"Pay attention in class, I'll come with Mom to pick you up after school," Jun Moyan said to the little one.
"Are we just going to leave An'an here like this?" Wen Xiao'ai asked Jun Moyan uneasily, wanting to go have a look.
"Don't worry, it's okay, these are all kids here, and there's the teacher to take care of him," Jun Moyan said.
"An'an, is that your mom?" A little girl with braids eagerly asked the little one.
The little one did not respond, his eyes on Wen Xiao'ai.
Wen Xiao'ai also looked at him.
"Alright, let's go, the teacher is going to give them a lesson now." Jun Moyan pulled Wen Xiao'ai away.
