Xia Xiaoxiao sang along with the children. Her voice was soft and soft, and she sang softly along with the children's voices. Although it was not perfect, this kind of atmosphere, coupled with this kind of slightly cold song, made many people outside the window wet their eyes, making them feel sad.
While she was singing, her face was gentle and beautiful. Occasionally, she would lower her eyes and sing along with her little friend. It was a moving sight to behold. He was extremely moved. In her heart. How soft and soft it should be. In his heart, there was an extra tinge of love for her.
Lunch time, everyone and the children were in the cafeteria, staff members called out, found that a child was missing. He quickly told the dean.
The dean got anxious and arranged for the staff to look for him.
Hearing that a child had disappeared, the fund manager asked, "Do you need to call the police?"