Sister Ding forced a smile and said, "It's nothing really! Just that the child had a little conflict with classmates, isn't feeling well, and wanted to talk to me about it."
Leng Mochen and Li Si noticed that Sister Ding seemed a bit down. Assuming she was just worried about her child, they didn't pay much attention to it.
They offered a few words of comfort before letting her go to rest, figuring Buding would soon fall asleep anyway.
Sister Ding returned to her room with a heavy heart and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.
Her son Du Xingyu had always been well-behaved, excelled in his studies, and was bright, never giving her cause for concern.
When he transferred to Beijing, he had no objections, willing to be closer to her.
In a new school, a new environment, with new classmates, it was natural to need some time to adapt.
He started off just fine at the beginning of school, but it's only been a few days, and the child is profoundly unhappy.
