On the second day of school, JinBaobao looked down, in a sharp contrast to the high spirits a few days ago.

　　She didn't smile anymore. She didn't play with other children in class. She just looked out of the window blankly and sighed from time to time.

　　The only person who knew the truth, wing, saw the depressed JinBaobao and asked, "BaoBao, have you seen Mommy? Why are you still so unhappy?"

　　Like an eggplant which had been frosted, JinBaobao lowered his head listlessly and didn't want to talk.

　　Wing couldn't help but feel a little anxious. She stretched out her chubby little hand and pushed JinBaobao, "BaoBao, what's wrong...