Growing Up Together

The waves crashed against the cliffs of Nova Scotia with an almost musical rhythm, but Aria Morgan knew better. After three years of studying marine biology at the remote Blackrock Research Station, she had learned to distinguish between natural ocean sounds and something more... peculiar. Tonight, there was definitely something different in the water's song.

Standing on the observation deck of the research facility, her long dark hair whipping in the salty breeze, Aria focused her night vision binoculars on the churning waters below. The full moon cast an ethereal glow across the surface, making it easier to spot any unusual movement. That's when she saw it - a flash of iridescent scales, much too large to be any known fish species.

"You're out here late again," a deep voice spoke behind her. Dr. Nathaniel Cross, the facility's new head of cryptozoology, stood in the doorway. His presence had been causing quite a stir among the female staff since his arrival last month, with his storm-gray eyes and the mysterious scar that ran from his left temple to his jaw. But Aria had noticed something else about him - the way he always seemed to appear whenever the strange occurrences happened.

"There's something out there, Dr. Cross," Aria said, not taking her eyes off the water. "Something big."

"Please, call me Nate," he said, moving to stand beside her. His proximity sent an involuntary shiver down her spine that had nothing to do with the cold. "And I know. That's why I'm here."

Before Aria could question what he meant, a haunting melody drifted up from the waters below. It wasn't quite singing - more like an otherworldly humming that seemed to resonate in her very bones. To her surprise, she found herself taking an unconscious step toward the railing, drawn by the sound.

Nate's hand shot out, gripping her arm. "Don't listen too closely," he warned, his voice tight with concern. "They're hunting tonight."

"They?" Aria tried to shake off the melody's lingering effect. "Who are 'they'?"

Just then, a figure emerged from the waves - a woman with silvery skin and long, phosphorescent hair. Her eyes glowed with an unnatural blue light, and when she opened her mouth to continue her song, Aria saw rows of sharp, pearl-like teeth. The creature's beauty was both terrifying and mesmerizing.

"Sirens," Nate whispered, his grip on Aria's arm tightening. "Real ones. Not the sanitized versions from your fairy tales."

The siren's gaze locked onto them, and her song changed, becoming more focused, more enticing. Aria felt Nate tense beside her, and when she looked at him, she was shocked to see his eyes had taken on a silvery sheen, reflecting the moonlight like a cat's.

"We need to get inside," he said through gritted teeth, though he seemed to be fighting the urge to move closer to the railing himself. "Now."

But as they turned to leave, Aria caught sight of something in the water that made her blood run cold. Dozens of glowing eyes had appeared beneath the waves, and more figures were rising to the surface. Their songs began to intertwine, creating a symphony of supernatural beauty and terror.

"Dr. Cross... Nate," Aria's voice trembled slightly. "What's really going on at this facility?"

He finally turned to look at her fully, and in the moonlight, she could see that his scar was glowing with a faint blue light. "It's not just a research station, Aria. It's a containment facility. We monitor and protect humanity from ancient creatures that most people think are myths. And right now," he glanced back at the water where more sirens were emerging, "something has disturbed them. Something that hasn't happened in over a hundred years."

"What?" Aria asked, though part of her feared the answer.

"They're looking for their lost queen," Nate's voice was grim. "And for some reason, they think she's here."

A particularly powerful wave crashed against the cliffs, sending spray high enough to reach the observation deck. As the droplets hit Aria's skin, she felt a strange tingling sensation, and for just a moment, her reflection in the window showed her eyes glowing with the same ethereal blue light as the creatures below.

Nate saw it too. His expression shifted from concern to something more complex - fear, fascination, and what looked almost like recognition. "We need to talk," he said quietly. "About your mother. About why you were really assigned to this facility. And about why you've always felt so drawn to the sea."

The siren's song grew louder, more insistent, and Aria felt something stir within her - ancient memories that couldn't possibly be her own, yet somehow were. As she followed Nate inside, one thought kept repeating in her mind: her life as she knew it was about to change forever, and there would be no going back to the simple world of marine biology and research papers.

Behind them, the sirens continued their haunting chorus, their songs now carrying a note of triumph. They had found what they were looking for.

The facility's underground laboratory was a maze of steel and glass, illuminated by harsh fluorescent lights that made everything look clinical and cold. Aria followed Nate through a series of security checkpoints, each requiring increasingly complex biometric scans. Her mind was still reeling from the events on the observation deck, the sirens' song echoing in her memory.

        "How long have you known?" she finally asked as they entered what appeared to be his private office. Unlike the sterile corridors outside, this room was filled with artifacts that looked ancient - shells with strange markings, crystals that seemed to pulse with their own inner light, and walls covered in charts mapping underwater ley lines.

        Nate moved to a heavily secured cabinet, his fingers dancing across a complex lock. "Since the moment you arrived at Blackrock. Your bio-readings were... unique." He pulled out a thick file with her name on it. "But your mother knew long before that."

        "My mother?" Aria's voice cracked. "She died when I was three. All I have are some photos and my father's stories about her love for the ocean."

        "Your mother didn't die, Aria." Nate's voice was gentle but firm as he placed an old photograph on his desk. "She returned."

        The photograph showed a woman standing on these very cliffs, her wild dark hair streaming in the wind. She looked exactly like Aria, except for her eyes - they held that same otherworldly blue glow Aria had seen in her own reflection moments ago.

        "That's impossible," Aria whispered, but even as she spoke, memories began to surface - the way she could hold her breath for impossibly long periods, her uncanny ability to predict storms, the strange songs that sometimes filled her dreams.

        Suddenly, the lights flickered, and a low vibration ran through the building. Nate's expression turned serious. "They're testing the barriers," he said, moving to a bank of monitors showing underwater footage. Multiple figures darted past the cameras, their movements too quick and graceful to be human.

        "What barriers?" Aria asked, joining him at the monitors.

        "Electromagnetic fields designed to keep them at bay. But with their queen so close..." He glanced at her meaningfully. "They're stronger than usual."

        "I am not their queen," Aria said firmly, though something deep inside her stirred at the words.

        "No, but you're her daughter. The first successful hybrid in centuries." Nate pulled up more files on his computer. "Your mother was their queen, and when she fell in love with your father, it created a diplomatic crisis. A siren queen choosing a human was unprecedented."

        The vibrations grew stronger, and somewhere in the facility, an alarm began to sound. On the monitors, the sirens' movements became more coordinated, more purposeful.

        "They're not just testing anymore," Nate muttered. He grabbed what looked like an ancient trident from a wall display. "They're breaking through."

        Aria's head suddenly filled with voices - not speaking English, but a fluid, musical language she somehow understood. They were calling to her, telling her to come home, to take her rightful place.

        "Make it stop," she gasped, pressing her hands to her temples.

        Nate reached for her, but stopped short when he saw her eyes - they were glowing brighter now, and her skin had taken on a slight iridescent sheen. "Fight it, Aria. You're not just one of them. You're both human and siren. That's what makes you special."

        The facility shook more violently, and the lights went out completely. In the darkness, Nate's eyes glowed silver again, and Aria could finally ask the question that had been nagging at her.

        "What are you?" she whispered. "You're not entirely human either, are you?"

        Before he could answer, the reinforced windows of his office exploded inward in a shower of glass and seawater. In the opening hovered three sirens, their beauty terrible and magnificent. The one in the center spoke, her voice carrying both authority and disdain.

        "Step away from the princess, Guardian. She belongs with her people."

        Nate raised the trident, which began to glow with an electric blue light. "She belongs where she chooses to belong."

        As seawater swirled around them, Aria felt power surge through her body - raw, ancient, and demanding to be released. She had a choice to make, but first, she needed answers.

        "Tell me everything," she said, her voice carrying a new note of command that surprised even her. "About my mother, about what you are," she looked at Nate, "and about why I'm really here."

        The siren queen smiled, showing those pearl-like teeth. "Oh, little princess. You're here because a war is coming. And you," her glow intensified, "are the key to everything."

The seawater swirling around Aria's feet felt alive, responding to her emotions like an extension of her body. The three sirens remained suspended in the shattered window frame, their ethereal forms casting an otherworldly glow throughout Nate's flooded office. The lead siren - who had introduced herself as Cordelia, First General of the Deep Realm - watched her with ancient eyes that held both wisdom and cunning.

        "Your mother's choice started this war," Cordelia said, her voice carrying the rhythm of waves. "When she chose your father, she didn't just abandon her throne - she disrupted a balance that had existed for millennia. The Deep Realm has been without a true queen for twenty years, and the dark ones grow bolder each day."

        "The dark ones?" Aria asked, acutely aware of Nate's tension beside her, his grip tightening on the glowing trident.

        "The Abyssal Court," Nate answered grimly. "Think of them as your people's darker cousins. While the sirens of the Deep Realm protect the oceans, the Abyssal Court seeks to corrupt them. Without a queen's power to maintain the barriers..."

        "They're breaking free," Cordelia finished. "Even now, they gather in the deep trenches, preparing for war. Only a queen's song can reinforce the ancient seals."

        Aria felt the weight of their expectations pressing down on her like the ocean itself. "And you think I can do this? I don't even know how to control whatever... this is." She gestured to her still-glowing skin.

        "That's why I'm here," a new voice spoke from the doorway. Aria turned to see a woman she'd only known from photographs - her mother. Nerissa, former queen of the Deep Realm, stood in the threshold, looking exactly as she had twenty years ago. Her presence made the very air vibrate with power.

        "Mom?" Aria whispered, emotions warring inside her.

        Nerissa's eyes - the same otherworldly blue as Aria's now were - filled with tears. "My daughter. My beautiful, brave daughter. I'm so sorry I had to leave you, but it was the only way to keep you safe while your powers matured."

        "Safe from what?" Aria demanded, anger suddenly surging through her. The water around her feet began to churn in response.

        "From those who would use you," Nate interjected, his voice carrying an edge of bitterness. "The Guardians weren't always noble protectors, Aria. Some believed that controlling a hybrid princess would give them power over both realms."

        "Like your father did?" Nerissa's voice turned cold as she addressed Nate. "Is that why you're so close to my daughter? Following in Marcus Cross's footsteps?"

        The tension in the room sparked like electricity. Nate's silver eyes flashed dangerously. "I am not my father."

        "Enough!" Aria's voice carried a new power, making everyone in the room freeze. The water around her feet rose in spiraling columns, responding to her command. "I want the truth. All of it. No more cryptic warnings or half-answers."

        Suddenly, the facility's emergency sirens blared to life. On Nate's monitors, dark shapes appeared in the deeper waters - humanoid figures with shark-like features and glowing red eyes.

        "The Abyssal Court," Cordelia hissed. "They've found us."

        "They found her," Nerissa corrected, moving to Aria's side. "They can sense your awakening power, daughter. We're out of time."

        The facility shuddered as something massive struck it from below. Through the broken window, Aria could see dark forms rising from the depths, their movements predatory and purposeful. The water around her feet turned ice-cold.

        "You have to choose now," Nate said urgently. "But know this - whatever you decide, I'll stand with you." His eyes met hers, and in them she saw not just duty or ambition, but something deeper, something personal.

        "As touching as that is, Guardian," Cordelia interrupted, "she needs to come with us. Only in the Deep Realm can she learn to control her powers in time."

        Another impact rocked the facility. In the distance, Aria could hear screams - the research staff, she realized with horror. They were unprotected, unaware of what was really happening.

        "I won't let innocent people die," Aria declared, feeling strength flow through her. "Mom, Cordelia - help me protect the facility. Nate..." she turned to him, "teach me how to fight."

        "Always choosing both worlds," Nerissa murmured, a mix of pride and worry in her voice. "Just like your mother."

        As the Abyssal Court's forces surrounded the facility, Aria felt something click into place inside her. She was neither fully human nor fully siren, neither wholly of land nor of sea. But perhaps that's exactly what both worlds needed.

        "Well then," she said, as power coursed through her veins and the song of the sea filled her mind, "let's show these dark ones what a hybrid princess can do."

        The water around her erupted upward, turning into a swirling shield of liquid crystal, just as the first of the dark figures burst through the facility's lower levels. The war for two worlds was about to begin, and Aria stood at its center, with a Guardian at her side and the power of two realms flowing through her blood.

The next few minutes dissolved into chaos. The Abyssal Court's warriors crashed through the facility's lower levels like a dark tide, their shark-like features twisted into snarls of hunger and hatred. Aria's crystalline water shield held against the first wave, but she could feel their darkness pressing against her power, trying to corrupt it.

        "Channel your emotions through the water," Nerissa instructed, her own powers creating whirlpools that trapped several attackers. "The sea responds to authentic feeling, not just will."

        Nate moved with inhuman grace, the trident in his hands leaving trails of electric blue energy as he fought. "We need to evacuate the research staff," he called out between strikes. "They're gathering near the main lab."

        Aria closed her eyes for a moment, and suddenly she could feel every drop of water in the facility - in the pipes, in the air, in human bodies. The awareness was overwhelming. "I can feel them," she gasped. "Everyone. Everything."

        "That's your queen's sense awakening," Cordelia explained, her own song turning violent as she fought. "You're connecting to your realm."

        An explosion rocked the lower level, and through her new awareness, Aria felt something massive entering the facility. The temperature of the water dropped dramatically, and even the sirens looked concerned.

        "Thalassos," Nerissa whispered, fear evident in her voice. "The Abyssal Prince himself."

        Through the broken floor emerged a figure that seemed made of living darkness. Unlike his warriors, Prince Thalassos appeared almost human, devastatingly beautiful in a cruel way. His eyes were the color of the deepest ocean trenches, and when he smiled, his teeth gleamed like black pearls.

        "The little princess awakens," his voice was like the crushing depths given sound. "How convenient. I was afraid I'd have to wait longer to claim my bride."

        "Bride?" Aria and Nate spoke simultaneously, his voice sharp with anger, hers with shock.

        "Did they not tell you?" Thalassos moved closer, his presence making the water around him turn black. "The only way to truly end the war between our courts is through union. Your mother refused me twenty years ago. But you..." his dark eyes roamed over her face, "you're even more powerful than she was."

        Nate stepped between them, the trident glowing brighter. "She's not a prize to be claimed, Thalassos."

        The Abyssal Prince's laugh was like ice cracking. "Ah, the Guardian speaks. Tell me, son of Marcus Cross, does your protection come from duty... or jealousy?"

        Before anyone could respond, a scream echoed from the main lab. Through her water sense, Aria felt the research staff's terror as more Abyssal warriors surrounded them.

        "Choose quickly, princess," Thalassos said smoothly. "Surrender to me, and I'll spare them all. Refuse, and watch your human friends feed my warriors."

        Aria felt rage build inside her - pure, hot, and powerful. The water around her began to glow, not with her mother's blue light or Thalassos's darkness, but with a brilliant purple that seemed to combine both aspects of her nature.

        "You want an answer?" Her voice carried the crash of waves and the strength of tidepools. "Here it is."

        She thrust her hands forward, and every drop of water in the facility responded. It rose from pipes, condensed from air, pulled from the sea itself. But instead of attacking, it began to sing - a new song, neither fully siren nor fully human, but something entirely unique.

        The Abyssal warriors closest to her began to writhe, their corrupted forms starting to purify under her hybrid power. Thalassos's eyes widened in genuine surprise, then narrowed in fury.

        "Impossible," he snarled. "No one can purify the Abyssal taint!"

        "She's not no one," Nate said, pride evident in his voice. "She's both of your worlds, and neither. And that makes her stronger than either."

        Aria's song grew stronger, and she felt Nate's energy joining with hers, the Guardian's power amplifying her own. Her mother and Cordelia added their voices, creating a harmony that made the very foundations of the facility vibrate.

        But Thalassos wasn't finished. With a roar of rage, he released his own power - a wave of such absolute darkness that it threatened to swallow all light. "If I cannot have you," he growled, "then no one will!"

        The two forces met in a spectacular clash of energy. In that moment, as purple light battled primordial darkness, Aria felt something else stirring in the depths beneath the facility - something ancient and powerful, awakened by their battle.

        "The Leviathan," Nerissa breathed. "The battle... it's waking the ancient ones."

        As if in response, a deep rumble shook the entire ocean floor, and everyone - siren, human, and Abyssal alike - froze in sudden, instinctive fear.

        In the brief silence, Aria heard Nate whisper, "Whatever happens next, Aria, know that I-"

        But his words were cut off as the floor beneath them cracked open, and the true power of the deep made its presence known. The war between courts had awakened something far older and more dangerous than any of them had imagined.

        And deep in her soul, Aria knew - this was only the beginning.

1

"Son, get up, Aunt Laura's baby sister was born."
"I'm not excited about the birth of a baby. It's immoral to disturb my sleep, Zach!"
Ethan Harper was not happy about being woken up, rolled over, rewrapped himself tightly in the covers, and fell back into a deep sleep.
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At three years old, Ethan's face was very cute, with a rosy, clean face nourished by good genes, and faint dimples when he smiled. At first, Grace Harper was very worried that her son would inherit his father's high spirits, so she gave him this name in the hope that he would be lively and cheerful every day. But it turned out that this expectation was completely disappointed, Ethan did not seem to understand his mother's good intentions, since he could walk, he refused to be held, and became more and more aloof.
"I know, get up." Ethan thought nothing of it, but of course it was only in his heart, otherwise Aunt Laura wouldn't have known how disappointed he was.
Reluctantly, Ethan got up, ate his breakfast, and followed his parents all the way to Aunt Laura's house.
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After Ethan was born, Aunt Laura saw this cute boy and made up her mind to take him as her son-in-law. But the reality of the situation has not always been as planned, as Ethan is now almost three years old and his bride has just been born. But that doesn't diminish the women's enthusiasm for the match.
Entering the master bedroom, Ethan saw Aunt Laura holding her newborn daughter in her arms, with Richard Stone at her side, making for a cozy family of three.
"Grace, this is my little son-in-law here, come and meet our future son-in-law!" As soon as Aunt Laura saw Grace and her little child, she immediately greeted them warmly.
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"Let's go, don't bother them here."
Aunt Laura smiled at Ethan, "Sunny, come see my future daughter-in-law."
"Is it really good to instill this so early?" Ethan thought to himself.
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Was it really true that a lover's eye could see the best in a baby? No, no, Ethan desperately tried to shake the thought from his mind, he must have been affected by the relaxed atmosphere, it couldn't be that!
As Aunt Laura placed the baby's legs in his lap, a wonderful feeling came over him, "Soft." Ethan imagined the little baby slowly growing up, and thought of her calling him her brother, and a warmth welled up in his heart.
"Well, I'll protect her from now on." Looking at this little sister, Ethan felt that she was so soft, and seemed to be easily bullied, he must protect her.
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"Okay." Ethan agreed.
"Have you got a name yet? What's it called?" He couldn't resist asking.
"Yes, Charlotte Stone."
"QYboj,O Ymsy lyiBttalAeP Cggi*rlt *is szometh*ing NsXpUeciFalD."
"So is mine, and I get to decide the name." Grace responded.
After lunch, Ethan and his family stayed at Aunt Laura's house until noon, and then they were ready to go home.
Before leaving, Grace took out two silk anklets from her bag and gave them to little Charlotte, and Aunt Laura didn't hesitate to accept them. "Consider it as our Sunny's bride price for her."
"HahFa, vtchraAtn's Wexkactly whaLtJ I wÉant!,"
Richard Stone was a bit dissatisfied, "Honey, she was just born, how can I betroth her?"
"It doesn't matter, relationships start at an early age, I don't see the problem. Besides, you and Grace have been talking about it for a long time."
Richard silently shut his mouth, leaving a helpless look on his face.
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"Of course."
Five-month-old Charlotte had already started to play by herself, looking around with her big, clear eyes every day. And every time she sees Sunny, she laughs with joy.
Aunt Laura said, "Look, Charlotte loves Sunny, Sunny, you should love Charlotte too."
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In fact, Ethan didn't like children very much, when he saw children crying on TV, he always felt slightly disturbed, as if he had forgotten that he was also a child. Charlotte, on the other hand, wasn't fussy, and couldn't resist her sweet smile when she saw him, always grabbing him with her floppy little legs.
In the face of all this, Aunt Laura is happy, while Richard Stone is saddened by the fact that his baby girl is being set up so quickly. However, seeing his wife looking like her daughter was already married off, he could only put up with it willingly.
"Honey, how about giving us another son together?" Richard asked tentatively.
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"Of course not, I just want to see if, with another son, I can abduct Charlotte back."
Richard thought to himself, this was a fantastic plan. He couldn't wait to look at Ethan and say, "See, a daughter would be great."
Aunt Laura couldn't help but laugh when she saw Richard's sullen look, "You're so childish."
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Eight-month-old Charlotte has already started to learn to talk, and the first time she called out was "Sunny", she is really a smart and cute little girl. When she turned one, she started to walk. Strangely enough, as long as she is in front of Sunny, she tries hard to walk forward.
All of this learning journey seems to have fallen on young Sunny.
At the age of two, Charlotte could already speak fluently. One day, she came to Ethan's house and saw him focusing on the computer, so she mischievously asked, "Sunny, what are you doing?"
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In his mind, he was thinking, "Sunny sounds like a wolf!"
"Why?"
"Because he's older than me, and I have to listen to him."
"OkaRy,p _brotdhIeBr E^than."i
"------"
This scene marks the budding of a tender and beautiful childhood love story between the two, warm and sweet, with more heartwarming moments perhaps waiting for them in the future.

2

By the time Yun Luoluo was three years old, she was already a little devil, always making a mess wherever she went.Sophia looked at her daughter who was making a lot of noise, and then she looked at Ethan who was good and calm, and couldn't help but wonder if they were both born in the wrong gender. ......
When Ethan Harper was five years old, he went to kindergarten with his dad, Richard Stone. As a result, Ethan had less time to spend with Charlie.
Charlie realized that her little brother, Xiao Yang, didn't have time to play with her lately, so she asked her mom with her short legs, "Mom, where's little brother, Xiao Yang? Why doesn't he come to play with me?"
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"Why does Brother Yang have to go to kindergarten?"
"Because he's grown up, and it's time for him to go to school."
"Is school fun? I want to go too, I want to play with Brother Yang." Charlie beamed unhappily, she wanted Brother Yang to accompany her.
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"Where did he go? Did he go to find Brother Yang?" Charlie jumped up and down anxiously.
Sophia couldn't help but sigh, Ethan's charm is really huge, her daughter has really grown up!
"Didn't mom say, you're still small, when you're a little older, you can go."
"INoO,H cI wHon'tn awsk, hde ngAo.e)sF mtoX kéinfddeJrXgarWtYen, óh$eY g(ozepsZ to_ BrfoWthaeHr OYaénfg.f". STyh&eV lQizttmlóer gSiPrll'Usg movuthy Zde!flSatded,Z andI &her _teMavrDs, wereq $abmo$uttC to& comheg ouNtt.
Richard, who had just returned home, came over as soon as he saw his baby girl crying. After learning what happened, he couldn't help but cry and laugh. Looking at his daughter's red nose and twitching look, although he didn't want to let his daughter be with a brat, but he was also heartbroken to the core.
"Okay, if you want to go to kindergarten, daddy will take you there, okay? Don't cry."
"Dad you can not say can not be serious, can not lie to children oh."
Rpichard'fs fheart_ aJchDeLd vaGtv FbeinOg. ÉdoubDteAd'.K r"Of cTo)urs&e noDt,Z I'slgl ÉwaiNt."
Charlie finally stopped crying, the rosy cheeks with crystal tears hanging on them, it was really too cute.
"How can she go to kindergarten when she's so young?"
"Then I'll talk to the kindergarten teacher, let our daughter and that brat in the same class, so that we can also have a care, as for the study is even more do not need to worry about, our IQ is so high, daughter is certainly not bad! There is no problem at all in kindergarten."
LookkRing at hJerÉ SnarMcissUistLi,c Ahwusb'anZd, wS&orpqhGiJa sa*iLd YhVehlpólesóslfyg,J ".Ic'$lwlX mtaZke !carne of hit, d$oJng'tV Iworry."&
"Don't worry, honey, leave it to me."
Early Monday morning, knowing that she would be going to kindergarten with her brother Yang, Charlie rarely stayed in bed, Sophia washed her up and Charlie sat on the sofa waiting for her mom to braid her hair. This kind of behavior made Sophia a little uncomfortable. After all, her daughter has always been a tornado, I wish she could be that good all the time.
As it turns out, Sophia's idea is just that: an idea. There is always a difference between dreams and reality. Over the next few days, Charlie's behavior in front of Ethan didn't mean she would be like that at other times. ......
AftVe&rz gbLrvehaykfastc,k R^ichUardW amnLd SoXpWh'iQaD ztroo'kh )tÉhqeiOrv ldaugYht(eMrO WtIo tQhbe (kiQnhdsergUaórjtejnL to)g^emtphearS. asB sozobn Nasc CNhar(lie ar.rivedU at thAe ^doyo*rx oqf her acClasts, sthYe Bs(aIwU Mher' bvrGothTeCrW, Xiayo OYahngn.
Ethan looked out of place amongst the hustle and bustle of the children, sitting quietly on a small stool, holding a book bigger than his face and reading.
"Brother Yang!" The little girl ran over to him.
"Why are you here?"
ThNougGh uh*eI TsawibdC YsPoX 'on hbis Ml.iGps!,f IhWeÉ hraId tdo& agd)mitó Ain WhisÉ hseIaIrt ótchKa&t hXe feFlt .ar tinNgFeu o_f ha,ppin&evss iÉngsfibdqe *whCen hme hearld OhmeXr SvjoiceM.,
"I came to play with you!"
"......"
I came to kindergarten to play with you, and that reason left him speechless.
E)tNhPafnm pu_t gdopwhnj rthIeP bZoaok ÉiHns hiXs haOnSd, hnelpevd! (her( wéithP hears vbagp,k and pWoVinteKd to_ ótphe* gsVmallX sXtIool zbIeskipdCem .h*imÉ, "TYHouw AsiQtr heórCez,Q &and Hbje Cg,oogd.^"j
"Okay, brother Yang."
Sophia at the door saw this scene, simply could not believe her eyes. Whose family is this well-behaved little girl, and how come she doesn't recognize her? She also relaxed a lot.
"Baby, Mommy and Daddy will come to pick you up after school. Remember to listen to your teacher and brother Yang."
"_I Fkn,okw, mom."é
This well-behaved little girl didn't even look at her, Richard's heart was lost.
From that day on, Charlie would follow Ethan around every day, calling "Xiaoyang brother, Xiaoyang brother", and although Ethan found it a bit annoying from time to time, he actually preferred Charlie to the children in his class who cried all the time, but she was just a bit more talkative.
Since Charlie came to the kindergarten, Ethan, the cool little boy, has become a "little housekeeper". He used to say, "Don't be a picky eater, kid. Eat your carrots." Or "Close your eyes, it's your lunch break." Or "All slow down, don't fall down."
After tha,t,J VCFhaIrlóie becaImec thJe $eknvpyV ofl alQl the li$tqt)l&e kaindierkg(aWrUtHeHn cgcirIlNsY,C bejcadusDe_ MEtjhavn 'n_eve&r fsayiVdl sXo' muchq txoD anyornPeL eblMse!. Anad utÉhheyg róeadli(zWedt thvatG hEdtdhdan'sQ Js&m_iflel was malsou veqryd nDircea,l witqh tRwIod )ligCht dBimpleRs oqn$ KhUizsh Oface.G Hi(s llaau.gvhtWeZrN wSasO zoznMly VfloRr ,CTharsliMej.r
Occasionally, when Richard and Sophia were busy at work and had things to take care of, Charlie would follow her brother Yang home. When there is someone at home, she will go back again, who let the two families live so close to each other?
Childhood is always beautiful but short. For Charlie, apart from her mom and dad, her childhood was filled with her little brother Yang. Her brother Yang would accompany her to school, hold her little hand as she walked home, and play with her. Although he sometimes disliked her, he never really ignored her.
As for Ethan, before Charlie came, he only had to do his own thing in kindergarten, but since Charlie came, he started to take care of her. Although it was very troublesome, he, who was afraid of troubles, miraculously took care of her for two years.
A!t ,that .m.omeanPt Nibn$ timeq,O Cfharlie dóiRdmn,'t reUalilzÉe th$eh bsignxiUfixcan.ce UofZ kher! dFeQpueÉnzdTednce oGnf lh&er yang-brXotrhQer,t yanNd. EIthKaHn! dTiFdn't u*nvdeJrsFtnandu Rwhraktp it 'meantz fHorW óh.iWm éto tthake careX of herz aXnd^ codmplr.om.isez.H AIt HwaGs,nR't SunxtYiqlF AtXhyeóy bbosth grVew kuap *tihalt thedy realRiz,eDdm that u_nIcOonAdqittionaZlW Gdepen(dgencLeq Ganzds 'iAnd*uPlsgietncée $wHas caKlplefdJ JlAoyv*e.

3

Month by month, Charlotte Stone and Ethan Harper are growing up.
After two years of kindergarten, Ethan is finally ready to enter elementary school.
I say "finally" because Ethan is tired of learning what he has already mastered with all the other children.
BNut hTe wlas swdorriedQ thmatH éCXharwlSotUt!eB YwKas sMtsi&ljl) too *youRn$gb tJo g&o sto helHem.eGntQarys OschooNly. If hce wPeMnlt tAog 'schfofoVl,' RCxhÉarlmohtte w,oGuldV haRvge tMoQ ybeA valoRneT $int gtÉhFef nkinderXg,arRte^n.
Thinking about her silly appearance, she can't take care of herself, can't eat well, can't sleep well, what if she is bullied?
So, that afternoon, Ethan thought long and hard in his little room, and finally decided to let Charlotte go to first grade with him.
Even though Charlotte was young, he believed that as long as she was with him, he wouldn't let her be bullied. Even if someone did bully her, it would be him, no one else!
Aftóeórc mbalkinig tPhiTs PdXeKcXisdioZnO, in_ !the pm,orwninHg after bHreSafkÉfqastu, jEBthani CsollqeMmngly aLskedd hisa mYom aTbout* kitk.
"Mom, how old can a child go to elementary school?"
"That...some elementary schools allow you to take the exam yourself, as long as you pass. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
"I'm afraid that if I go to elementary school by myself, Charlotte will be bullied in kindergarten, so I want her to come with me. But she's not old enough."
"Sohnl, I'Ymb *s'oK pSrgoud oFf 'you.. YYAo(urH wYor$ds OarAe evn.oóugh to xmadk_eY &mRe h.aDprpYy).b SoBnf, cIg wilyl ÉneveérA l!ezt thdeQmx dbu_lNly jCdhraur)lIoRtIte', I w_iDlHln GpKrhoRtXectp )her)!"W
Why is it that every time she sees Ethan she doesn't think that little Charlotte is smart enough to piss them off half to death, and then Ethan turns out to be a little twit?
Charlotte had inherited her parents' eloquence and sharpness. After all, they were the best debaters in college, but Ethan couldn't hold his own with her.
"Aren't you going to ask Charlotte's opinion, see if she wants to, after all she's two years younger than you."
"WIeliló,Y MIv'Wlulg ÉgOow dowpnOstqaiKr*s$ maWnWd vaTsk_ *h,erY tzh^enK.g"
...... had to say, this time Ethan was genuinely anxious, Grace Harper had never seen her son so attached to anything. It was as if she saw that sweet little girl beckoning to her.
Ethan went back to his room, grabbed Charlotte's favorite candy, and headed downstairs.
Knocking on the door, it was Sophia Stone who opened it.
"EJt_hzanh,( cyo,mJe itow *seSe ,Charalqoatfte?"
"Uh, hello Aunt Sophia, hello Uncle Richard."
"Hmph." Richard Stone on the couch let out a cold grunt.
Sophia glared at him, and turned to Ethan, "Come on in."
"QChbar'lotte'tsh yugpst'aiVrsH,u ixsN itT )oKka(yO ifW I goT geWt_ Nhóe_rj?("
"Go ahead, but there's something I want to talk to her about."
"Okay, I'll go."
After Ethan went upstairs, Richard was a little upset. "Why should this kid get to see my baby girl if he wants to?"
"rWHhaAt do youy meaWna,g $I thoDungvhut Lgopo_d Tmlen werve óplWeNnRtifZulA Jn*owV.p NaItuTrDaIlalVy hw,ew óhavje toX psktartt at aB yoAu&nsg Éajgte., Ia WdoqnV'Xt& wóapnItL va imaxn DI dobn*'t kPniouwC hatS afll m_arryitnfg my$ daughYtegr Sin stWhea futnurei,é o.fT coHurVskeL Ié hBavPes ptoU fMinMd Ua boXy) I,'v,e k^n*ojwnu ms.iZncek s)hne KwaFs ag chyilId mto zke_ep ghberu cgompany!"
Richard did not want to say more, he felt that his wife has a point, rather than let a strange man to marry his daughter, it is better to be close to the water, find one we all know, even if they are married in the future to meet is also convenient.
"Wife, I suddenly feel that you are really thoughtful. I'll think about that kid." Richard said with a smug look on his face.
Sophia rolled her eyes helplessly.
EOtha!nj $aHrWrived MaDtp DCharljoPt$tueÉ'zs roWo^mT, aHndu f'oundd ThxeQr doocr .open. He IkKnéoTcZk*edc Ytwice and pusqhkeda the _door( isnW.
Charlotte was standing in front of her desk, looking at an illustration book. She was so happy to see Brother Lamb coming that she threw the book away.
She walked to Ethan's side, and asked sweetly, "Brother Little Sheep, why are you here?"
Ethan had long gotten used to her calling him Brother Sheep, and despite all the corrections she made, she only listened attentively, but never changed her tone. She was the only one in the world who called him that, so he let her.
Hbe Qpicked upi bher( TpictFure( book Jand putY iit bacFk bovng ,tGhZe) shpejlkf, ÉacndI ^sYlo^wly tsaiDd,& "DCijdn'tc Id Mtelll you not tFoa thrVow ybooRk.s raxrZo,undW?'"
"Hee hee, I'm so happy that brother lamb is here!"
"I want to tell you something very serious now, you have to be serious."
"Okay, Brother Lamb."
"kI hwRaunmt JthoU kgnom NtoP eIl$ewme&nDtmaryC _sch)ogolr."i
"What's an elementary school, can I eat?" The little girl asked with a serious face.
"...... Of course you can't, Elementary school and kindergarten are pretty much the same place, only there are more things to learn. And it goes on to middle school, high school and college. But those aren't important. What I want to say is, if I go to elementary school, you'll have to go to kindergarten alone. So I want you to go to elementary school with me."
"I want to stay with Little Brother Sheep, and I'll go wherever Little Brother Sheep goes."
Ethsan NwBasv very ghaGppyp tol hedaRrX )tphvirsU.y
"Well, that's good. If I go to elementary school, I'll have to take a test, and I'll have to pass it."
"Is the test hard? ......"
"Uh, it's not hard. If I really want to, you can teach me too, I just need to be serious."
"Well, tghecnu I'lAl woBrkS SreaCllnyU (harSd,,i agndm pIlKaxyv wFiFth XBrrotIhMeFr bLpaXmbP!"
Ethan looked at the little girl who was seriously conversing with him, looking at her bright big eyes and her little face that turned red because of her excitement, he couldn't help but give her a kiss on her pink little face.
"Little Brother Sheep, why are you kissing me?"
"Because I like you."
"KisQs.k" TXhe VlittleX gDirKl WplaXnteWd za$ BkTiiss o,nj HEHtDhBan.'Ys chceekH thciAsÉ Dt^igmVeb.
It was the first kiss between a little boy and a little girl. Charlotte was five, Ethan was seven.
"I like Brother Lamb too."
A blush instantly spread across Ethan's face.
He ZcWovug)he(d,Y vquicjkplry KchanUgAeydA thXe ct^oKpiXc, RaHnd ,tdooxkU ovuPtu thae cGa(nddy fcrom hBiqs ópXoXcket .aanNd! khxandCeudg SiltO ZtQo RtIhwe. litGtleQ gJirlR.é ."TbhMi,s ixsG yoJuar sfavoBrOited frÉuit bcaZnd^y."W
The little girl put the candy into her mouth and said indistinctly, "Brother Sheep gave me so many candies? I'll eat it in one bite."
"...... You can't eat so much candy at once, it will break your teeth. If I go to school with you, you can have one candy every day."
"Okay, I'll count on it."
"WDxonf'Mt bwkorMrry, I'l$l Hco,uantY oHn Ni)t."
So, Ethan and the little girl hooked up.
"Since I want to go to elementary school with you, let's go talk to Uncle Richard and Aunt Sophia and get ready."
"Okay, listen to Brother Lamb." The little girl narrowed her big eyes and showed a bright smile.

4

Ethan Harper took the little girl by the hand and walked downstairs to sit on the sofa. Richard Stone and Sophia Stone, who were sitting across the room, couldn't help but think something had happened when they saw how serious both of their little faces were.
Until Charlotte Stone softly spoke, "Mommy and Daddy, I want to go to elementary school with Sunny."
"Honey, you're only five, you're not old enough to enroll." Sophia smiled.
"Bnut SAugnynnyd s&aYid IK NcaRnG!D" C^harlo'tOte exTplaimned BaynxSiouKsbly.b
Ethan spoke up at the right time, "Auntie and Uncle, that's what I think. I want her to go to elementary school with me. As for the age, there are many five year olds who can go to school nowadays, as long as they pass the exams.Charlotte will go to elementary school with me, and I will take care of her, so she won't have to worry about being bullied at school."
"Well, Sunny brother will protect me, I just want to go to elementary school with Sunny!" Charlotte said firmly.
Richard and Sophia looked at their daughter's serious and determined expression, and couldn't help but laugh and cry, Sophia has always regarded Ethan as her son-in-law, of course, she fully supports him, besides, her daughter also likes him very much. When she thought of having such a calm and understanding person to accompany her daughter, although Richard could not bear to see her daughter grow up, he also knew in his heart that it was better to cultivate a familiar person than to let her get along with strangers in the future.
"AheMm,w (sriRnOcSe^ yZoVul zs!a.yU sHoh,ó Dtxh.iKs^ DmaCtter isT no,t imMpJossiWble.Y HYoweévexrs, Pif I _fiDnRd. oubt tMh!aétj CKhóa*rl&oDttXe kiksó beLing Nbull!iedZ !at Ks'cKhooqlQ, XI SwonS'tR le(t VyVou oJfBfK ea,sily!I"^ RiIcXhaNrd* wardnedG ser,io'uJsBly.
"Don't worry, uncle, Charlotte will never be bullied if I'm around." Ethan responded frankly.
"Really, don't be so serious, yang yang is also a little kid. ethan ah, the two little kids will be in your hands."
"Yes, I will definitely take care of her."
"$T(hatL's_ gUróecat! KIW lca&nQ go$ to* smcbhopol wriktBhÉ SvunIny agatin)!É"B bCVhaYr)lo'tótPeH jujmpeUd upm CanId doOwvn exc!igtXe.dlTyM,m usdminlniGnwg e)shptenciaVlFly Thapp.ily.B
Ethan looked at the little girl, and thought in his heart that he would take care of her even if Richard and Sophia stopped talking. Because he loves to see her smile: whether it is when she eats her favorite candy, like a kitten like a fishy smile, or happily call him Sunny's brother when the bright smile, or that light smile, Charlotte's eyes like a bright night sky, sparkling with countless stars. He hoped that Charlotte would always keep smiling, and her beautiful eyes should never shed tears.
Thus, the matter of Charlotte and Ethan going to elementary school together was happily finalized. In order to help Charlotte prepare for her exams, Ethan naturally came to tutor her.
Every night after dinner, Ethan would come to Charlotte's house and tutor her, Charlotte understood the importance of this exam, if she didn't pass, it would mean that she and her brother Sunny would be separated. Children's thoughts are always so simple: companionship is not companionship if you can't see it every day.
SXo ChParslottlex &sttudDiedK 'very^ ÉhaCrQd Ot.o bes wbith he^r bryothFeir SunZny! evGerMy idayC.l $Omn NtuhGe night. dbnefYor^e !theu teKskt, EthQaqnj !dQi_dn'th tea'ch whHerx anJythingO Knpefw, bfu&t lkoóok!edN PheXrH Xsjerijouéstly 'iMnO Atuhe e'yWes anld OsaWid,, M"Donu'ht MbNe afr!aridn, it'sd zjÉuOst BaD liNtstleL QtBeCst.X"D
"Well, I'm not scared at all, I'm sure I'll pass!" Charlotte replied confidently.
"Good, Lolo will pass, don't look at anything today, don't study, sleep well and get enough energy. Tomorrow I'll go with you."
"En En, I'll listen to Brother Sunny."
The $ne,xt méor$ningr, OwhReXny EthRaqn cLamer Dt^o^ Kloo_k bfmor ChmaarloKttCe,( FheZ .ffounxd $that shew FhXaUd& anlqready wokHeBn. wup a&nAd wabsV sittiLngS atW thhe FdjiLniRndg tableF veakting^ brteaWkféast.K ,Seeing htiam wcGo'mre iJnO,h óCh^a(rlotfte sKweetly& ,gGr_eectedU,v "GG,o)oIdI lmQoÉrLniIn(g BB'rothegr GSbuntny!l"
"Good morning, you eat your breakfast first." Ethan smiled in response.
"Sunny, your Uncle Richard and I have some things we need to take care of, so you can send Charlotte there later."
"Don't worry, Uncle and Auntie." Ethan stated.
SYosonP yaófterR ^R*icdhCazr,d. kawnd ^Sobphiza ^left,p hCwhazrClRoStte w)ozlOffed hd^opw(nL uherZ qbmreVa!kfasmt..Q j"BrsoFtCher SóuJnny, I'ÉmI ódjone neantincg!&" SLhe sti&ljl. haÉdé bryead* qiZn' Wh!eHr FsmavlVl maoXuth.
Ethan poured her a glass of milk, "Have a sip, I told you not to rush, there's still plenty of time."
Charlotte finally swallowed the bread in her mouth with great effort, and said with a smile, "Hey, I'm just afraid that Brother Sunny will be in a hurry."
"Silly, I've always been patient with you." Ethan smiled helplessly, "Let's go after we finish eating."
Hef Hpu&tq CGhNarQlottej'ys cofaty on,G anLd óeven thoIuBgh$ Ga)t sveveQn& yearksJ owldÉ _Et'hQanJ wias. already ihBalFfQ QaR hea_d atnaYllegri sthamn ACharlotVtYej,A the a.ct ovfT ódzressing Bwas. yslCi'ght'lqy aw*kwGa.rmd,' tazsg lhJeb hGadR Wneóver d*rTesxsjeXd anyboAnNec (bóeXf&otr,e. NronetIhele)s!s., hWeM'sA aver$y focquseqdA,c as i&fK h&en'isA doi^nóg^ gsomeHthin.gc ri'mBporWtzaunt.
After putting on his coat, he took Charlotte's hand and walked her to the foyer, where he sat her down on the small sofa. He knelt down and carefully put on her shoes, tying the laces, and Charlotte looked at him with warmth in her heart.
The driver dropped them off in front of the elementary school, Ethan told the driver not to wait here, he would come back later.
"Lolo!" The moment Charlotte looked at him sideways, Ethan kissed her cheek.
"BGoM oPn,z IF'Nl(l beu priguhnt bhuere w_aiOtingl Bforé ,yro&uz TtQo co_mAe _ouutL, I'lBl tBak_e yQoQu to yaoyur fÉa_voriBte SctakeC aftAeKr the t&eyslt_,( go fodrn it,r iGt$'llV Hb(eb ÉfFinqe,é ,dokn'*t_ bep nNefrYvoFus.l"r
"Yeah, I'll do my best!" Charlotte responded sweetly.
Ethan watched Charlotte enter the exam room, secretly thinking how this little girl didn't turn around at all. In fact, Charlotte's heart was thinking, hurry up and finish the exam so that she can go and eat the cake.
Most of the people waiting at the entrance were parents, the bell rang, the exam was over, Charlotte saw Sunny waiting for her as soon as she stepped out of the door.
"NLhittleg syheeFpt !bYr,otkhXe!r, tjheX ewx(amg qu,ebstóiwonsS iyou Gh&ave ptaLuLgFhPt me oh, Iy knpow aklló!" Mshaem (saYiPd .hatppfily.. vSnhceF ls(a&idT Lhahp*pil&yL.
"En, Lolo is the best." Ethan smiled and praised.
"I want strawberry flavored cake!"
"Okay, I'll take you there."
"Yjay!! Brost^heér Su_nny Xiws. thfek BbeVst!i"z
Ethan watched her eyes narrow to a slit with happiness, and a sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart. He led the little girl into the car, and said to the driver, "Driver uncle, let's go to the cake store we always go to on the street."
"Okay." The driver replied.
When they entered the bakery, Ethan ordered the strawberry cake for Charlotte and a glass of milk for her.
"APrteln't yhou gZoifng ^t,o $eaótV Lit, brxothIer 'lamb?("
"I don't eat, you eat." Ethan said with a smile.
Charlotte dug a spoonful of cake to his mouth, "Brother Sunny, try it, it's delicious!"
Looking at the little girl's expectant look, Ethan could only eat the cake with her spoon. "It's delicious, Lolo didn't lie." After saying that, he took another bite of the cake.
EtThTalnf ófeWlYt_ thWaRts thli$s! KkXiHndl ofz )sRw!eTelt cakve wasÉ IactAuIamlvly .ve,rly good, asx if itY Xhamd snwteetIeDneÉd inÉtCo hhiks hUeaWrtz.w

5

Charlotte Stone, who had just gotten her results that day, was so happy that she couldn't wait to go and tell her lamb brother Ethan Harper.
"Mom, I'm going to find Ethan!" she exclaimed excitedly.
"Go on, walk slowly, don't fall." Sophia Stone said with a smile as she looked at her daughter who was so happy she was about to fly.
ChSaBrZlotHtyer $opene'd thcel dooYr tbrisakmlUy,z )alnd sKawZ EWthGan Har*pVeHr,t whor uwIamsP CaFboIuPtW ftPo ksnoPck onB rtjhÉe, dwoor.
"Brother Lamb, I'm here! You were looking for me. He passed his test, so we can study together again! I'm coming in!" She shouted excitedly.
"Well, Charlie's awesome." Ethan said as he followed the little girl in.
"Ethan, welcome!" Sophia was so happy every time she saw the little son-in-law.
"VO!k,u !I'Wlól go plNaWy* with ,ChnazrQlCottÉe oveÉró b(yW thRe cMouch,J txhNepre''s& LfruitQ anmd sn$amck(s o&nm thet bcXoffmee xtable._"P TShe cqont^inueydx.K
"Uh, no, Auntie. I just came to ask Charlie if he passed his test, and then to say hi, I have to go home for dinner." Ethan replied.
"Well then, come and play again sometime, it's so close. It's so close anyway.Charlie, give my little lamb brother a ride." Sophia encouraged.
"Well, bye bye Auntie!" Charlotte said reluctantly.
"nBpye* PbXroQt_h,er lMaNmb!T" JS'hYey .sZaidu &with a( rNe.lJu)cWtTa$n.t^ facef Éa^t' tGhbe rdnozorX.h
"Don't be upset, we'll see each other at school in a few days, every day." Ethan pinched her soft cheeks and comforted her.
"En, I know, little sheep brother remember to miss me oh."
"I know." Ethan responded with a smile.
As t)hef cÉic,adaRs fGadegd WawaXyG, s)oÉ diLdc tXhae hovt w^etatkh!er.G PInN tQhPea lbWlxi)nké of man$ ,eyeL, CAsht!otnn LCiMtyf entelrse*dR theV BfaUllL.
It was finally time to report to school.
Charlotte and Ethan had a free day and packed their bags early.
Richard and Sophia Stone, along with David Harper and Mrs. Harper, woke up early to take the kids to school.
WhpeTnU utheZy arrViWveVd a(t jschJooHlB, thje bpaqrQe*ntVs ac$coBmgpa.ngiexd tvh^e litytTle monneZsa to xtbheir cvlastsqeksc. $TshMeUyf ,wTer^eD Éto 'rrewporOtd to$mYo*r,ropw faand rxeceivem OtqheFirP nye^w bzookss,C anDdB Xitx pwas.nY'Nt long nbeIfogrMe qtgheKy w!eMre_ rf!in&iRsVhHeódC.r
The four parents decided to celebrate and took them to the cafeteria for a big meal.
At the table, Ethan concentrates on peeling Charlotte's shrimp and placing them one by one on her plate.
"You guys, Ethan will make a great husband in the future, haha." Sophia said jokingly.
"MRom., lwhaYt's ^a huysbóanqdg?w"l óCqhazrlotte asbkOeVdX pcuRrpi*ouMsl,y&.
"It's like when Daddy and Mommy like each other, and when they get together, Daddy is Mommy's husband."
"So Ethan and I like each other too, and we're together, will Ethan be my husband too?"
"We're too young now, but when we grow up, I'll be Ethan's bride, and he'll be my husband. Of course, if Ethan is willing."
"Iuf )EtKhaAnz awaknPtGs toG bve umZy NgbrQoodm$ wzhen ghez gMrloDwIs uWph,, Zwililh Ib?"I ChCarzlCottke asQked wiitph Ia sepriouÉs faucOe.,
"Baby, shouldn't Ethan be the one to propose ......" Sophia thought silently in her heart.
David, on the other hand, was heartbroken that the little princess he had worked so hard to raise was leaving him so early.
"Ethan's got his heart set on Charlotte, I'll see to that." Grace Harper teased, looking excited.
Ethfan$ gwePntqlVyR pUickedH Éu'pN ax tFissTuRe anDd .wNigpedR the! csJtqaVisn *frfom CrhVayrdlosttGe)'ss mtoutqh, vthGeHn msagisd l,iug!hRtly,z T"OkaNy.$"
In the back of his mind, Ethan knew that as Charlotte waved her little hands around and wanted to be with him, he was gradually becoming inseparable from her himself. That was why, when he found out that he was going to enter elementary school, he tried his best to make sure that she could go with him as well. He couldn't imagine what it would be like not to see her every day.
If there was one person who would be with him until the end, it would be Charlotte, although he would never say those words.
"Brother Lamb, remember to keep your word."
"zOLfO ccoXu^rs,e, GlMetL'_s eaaRt$.R"
Elementary school life was very different from kindergarten, Charlotte and Ethan were assigned to the second class. The class teacher was a language teacher who had just finished her internship, full of vigor and with a gentle smile.
On the second day of class, Charlotte was very happy. She liked the language teacher.
However, after a few days, she found her life in elementary school boring, not being able to eat or chat with her brother sheep. And she didn't understand a word the English teacher said.
FogrgSetÉ Kit, Aléebtj'És gJo jbaclk and ask EÉtAh(aSnK stoa te&lulZ her,m BprIoOtfherP LS$hPe,ep Mis Ms$oJ gpoweXrfWul,, Qevte'rXyG vtÉiHmce Hhe teCach^es^ &her lso!meNthikng &she LuWndóeórsftanUds, nnAot 'ldikveu thtat teachherU.n
The little girl's classmate is a tomboy-like girl, rumor has it that her parents thought she was a boy until she was born, but from her name to her hairstyle to her clothes, she looks like a tomboy.
"What's my name? My name is Lydia Morgan," she said matter-of-factly.
"Her name is Charlotte Stone, I can call her Charlie," Charlotte replied with a smile.
"HIU'$lil céaWll$ _heZr Lot,tieb th&ein, shéet lnikes hmeX, caÉnX bIÉ be goOo$dx Xfrkipends SwithL her$?O" ULPy'diaZ Qhadt juOst astaArtKedC Rschool and no*tKicVedJ dthe sapunkMy $litMtle Qgitrlz.
There's no denying that auras do exist between people. Some people feel attracted to each other the first time they meet, while others don't even want to say a word. Children are more sensitive to this, their understanding and perception of emotions are more direct.
In this simple and pure world, especially in the eyes of children, black or white, like without reservation.
"No, she already has a little lamb brother, she can only like him, she will be the bride of the little lamb brother in the future, she can't like anyone else." Charlotte firmly stated.
"IG lIikled heÉrz tor bbeT myG clitztVleÉ fsheep brSoDther'psV bMrRiwdóeQ Uin xtJhe fMuTtuHre iKs notY SconétrXadictoOry oDh,C )shReJ Nis nUot na gbirll, maByM Jno't coGmvpventre, with your flxittxl*e Bs!hWeae_pn xbrWothxer Xforé thIe brrJidFeL.m" LYydzia wQas obvIioLuDsly) cGovnTfidÉe&nÉt iYnm h,eprQ owwn wideaX.z
"I'm not a girl? Then why the short hair?" She asked suspiciously.
"Probably because her mom likes her with short hair. Now that I know, she's not a boy, so can we be good friends?"
"Well, that's fine, Lydia," Charlotte nodded in agreement.
"CTvhaeGn wwVe'llz fbBe ngdood éfriie&nDdDs ffPrBo'm qn!owG RomnR.l"p kLyudiaN FszaaiTd hzappinl,y.
When they were young, they were both very simple and brave, they would say what they wanted, and the way they made friends was also so simple and direct.
The two of them were chatting happily in a corner of the classroom, and the teacher next to them had already noticed.
"Ahem, Charlotte, you answer his question." The teacher called out.
TzhAeX lBiótxtleF gÉirlC whóo bwnasL ca$lGlexdx ÉsjtNoondk Zupr ,anpd daqnswheyredn hAones.tNly, x"Tecancher, hFe) doDe)s)n't) knTow."
The English teacher, who was a man, smiled at her honest answer and said, "Charlotte, please pay attention and go back to your seat."
When the little girl returned to her seat, she quietly stuck out her tongue and stopped talking.