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Li Huihang took Liu Lei back to the back door of the classroom.
She personally went into the classroom to pack his schoolbag. She supervised the students who were studying on their own and slowly walked out of the classroom.
Liu Lei was still standing at the door, his face lowered and silent. The collar and cuffs of his school uniform are still a little wrinkled, which were picked out by Li Huihang during the fight. She stood still in front of him, but he still didn't look up. Looking down at him, Li Huihang could still remember the way he was crying and vomiting. After coming out of the principal's office, he didn't speak again.
Handing the schoolbag to Liu Lei, she saw him reaching out to pick it up, then she patted his back gently and signaled him, "Let's go, the teacher will accompany you down."
He didn¡¯t nod or say anything, but he still moved under her slight push.
"Don't think too much." Leading him to the stairwell, Li Huihang accompanied him downstairs while thinking about comforting him, "The school is the middle party, and we must consider issues such as family conditions and external influence of both parties So I prefer to keep it private and reconcile. Today the principal asked them to go back and contact their parents, mainly because he wants to see the attitudes of your parents. You go home at night and have a good chat with your parents"
"I know." Liu Lei suddenly interrupted her and stopped, his voice low and hoarse, "I can go back by myself. Goodbye, teacher."
Hearing the hint of resistance from his stiff tone, Li Huihang frowned and pursed her lips, wanting to say something, but couldn't. She looked at the tangle of hair on his head and finally sighed.
"Be safe and send me a text message when you get back."
Liu Lei nodded, stretched his feet to the next step, and left without saying a word, carrying his schoolbag.
The incandescent lamp overhead casts a small shadow in front of the feet. He went downstairs step by step, walked around a corner, and then walked around another corner.
When he approached the corner between the first and second floors, Liu Lei stopped.
The night wind blew across his face. He raised his head and could see the patio in the center of the teaching building and the classrooms with lights on all around. Those lights illuminated the path beneath his feet from afar.
He squatted down, hugged his legs, and huddled up.
There is no subway station near the school, so Liu Lei can only walk along the semi-circular road and take the bus to the nearest subway station to go home.
It happens to be the rush hour after get off work, the bus stops and goes with the traffic flow, and the passengers in the bus are crowded. He was squeezed to the car window, holding on to the back of the chair beside him to steady himself, when he suddenly felt his cell phone vibrate in his trouser pocket. After a few seconds, Liu Lei came to his senses slowly, took out his phone and unlocked the screen.
There are three unread text messages, and only the latest one is displayed on the screen. It was sent by Huang Shaojie.
"Just reply to the letter after you receive it! Didn't you really agree to reconcile?!"
After staring at the two lines of text with a numb expression for a long time, Liu Lei closed the text message window that appeared on the desktop and did not read the other two text messages. The message bar indicated that there was another intercepted message. He paused, clicked on the intercepted message, and saw a series of unfamiliar numbers and a few short lines of content.
"Grandson, do you want to mess with your grandpa and me? The videos on your phone have been deleted, and the USB flash drive, hard drive, network drive, CD, and mailbox there are many backups. Do you want to try to mess with me again? Huh?"
The black characters on a white background reflected in his eyes in the faint light of the screen. Liu Lei seemed a little confused.
He read it once, twice. After reading it mechanically for the third time, he turned off blocking messages, stared at the screen blankly for a while, and then slowly opened the remaining two unread messages. As he expected, it was all from Huang Shaojie. He read them in order. The first and second items were received more than half an hour ago. Liu Lei was still in the principal's office at that time.
"Did the school persuade you to reconcile?"
"Brother Lei, I'm telling you, you absolutely can't reconcile this matter! Li Han's parents are from the army, and the school is doing this because it's afraid of offending their family! What's wrong with the army?! Don't we have to deal with crimes committed by soldiers?! We must teach him a lesson!"
"Just reply to the letter after you receive it! Didn't you really agree to reconcile?!"
The station announcement sounded and the bus stopped in front of the station. Liu Lei shook slightly when braking. He heard the car door open and a commotion outside. People were squeezing into the narrow carriage. Someone bumped into his schoolbag, and the straight shoulder strap tightened his shoulders. He locked the phone screen and put it back in his pocket.
The car door was closed tightly, and the air in the car became increasingly turbid. Liu Lei's gaze turned to the car window.
It always gets dark very late in the south. It was already half past seven in the evening, and the rich night sky completely enveloped the city. The roads are busy with traffic, even in less lively suburbs, and the people on the streets are busy.?The big, lifeless eyes that looked so dull before were filled with tears, and the corners of his mouth were slightly drooped, as if he was about to cry at any time. Qin Yan stood there and stared at her for a long time, then came to the bedside, moved the chair and sat down, raised her hand to gently push away the hair on the little girl's forehead, and took a look at the gauze covering the wound on her forehead, "Does it still hurt? ? Are you dizzy or not?"
Withdrawing her sad gaze towards the door, the little girl lowered her face and shook her head slowly.
Qin Yan smiled and touched her little hand again. Realizing that Zhao Xishan's hands were a little cold, Qin Yan warmed them in her palms and told her in a gentle tone: "If you feel uncomfortable in any way, tell Aunt Qin."
The little girl lowered her chin and said nothing. Qin Yan knew that she had spoken today, but she was unwilling to say it now and needed guidance. Therefore, she was not impatient and continued to ask, "Do you want to listen to Aunt Qin talk for a while?"
Quietly lowering her eyes, Zhao Xishan did not give her an answer. The light from the ward cast a small shadow under her eyelashes. "I heard that Shanshan spoke to Dad today." Qin Yan held her little hand and spoke to her softly without waiting for her to agree. "Dad was very happy and called Aunt Qin right away. Dad also told Aunt Qin Auntie said Shanshan is very brave."
She paused, "Shanshan also helped brother today, right?"
Finally reacting to this question, the little girl nodded slightly.
"Theybeat my brother" She still didn't raise her face, only moved her lips, and tried to speak out with difficulty, "They arebad people"
Qin Yan waited quietly for her to finish speaking, and was about to say something to encourage her to continue, when she suddenly saw tears falling from the little girl's eyes. "Uncle Yang is alsoa bad personhe lied to me" She spoke intermittently, word by word, as if she didn't notice the tears rolling out of her eyes, and the salty tears seeped into her eyes. There was no pain in the wound on the cheek, "And push mom into the bathtub"
Her heart skipped a beat, and Qin Yan was in a daze, "Uncle Yang? Is he the uncle who lives with Aunt Shanshan?"
Nodding her head slowly, Zhao Xishan shed tears and stared at her hands intently. She didn't take her little hand out.
Qin Yanxi opened her lips and tried her best to find her voice: "Why did he push mom into the bathtub?"
Tears blurred my vision again. The little girl remembered her mother's appearance - her mother was kneeling beside the bathtub in embarrassment, being held by Yang Qian's hair and pushed into the water. She struggled so hard, even harder than when Zhao Xishan was learning to swim and holding her breath. But he wouldn't let his mother get up. The little girl cried, shouted, and screamed. She wanted Uncle Yang to let go of her mother. But he didn't.
"Mom wants to take me to see dad" She gasped, sniffing, and tried her best to finish her words, "Mom wants me to hide in the cabinet and not be able to speak but Uncle Yang Call meUncle Yang said, mom is sick¡ªsick"
Hot tears covered her cheeks. She remembered the way her mother gradually stopped struggling. Mother didn't move. No matter how much the little girl cried, her mother would not move. Her hand dropped and never moved again.
"Uncle Yang lied to me He lied to me" Zhao Xishan choked and cried, "He drowned his mother His mother is gone"
The answer in her mind was ready to come out. Qin Yan unconsciously let go of the little girl's hand, and her eyes turned white.
The little girl blushed, wrinkled her nose, and finally sobbed.
"Because I spokemy mother died" she cried and repeated, "because I spokebecause I spoke"
Every time she wakes up crying at night, she wants to ask her mother if she can do it again. Again, she hides in the cupboard and her mother comes to pick her up. Again, she doesn't speak, and her mother will be back soon.
It¡¯s okay for her not to see her father, as long as her mother comes back.
But she knew her mother would never come back.
Never come back.
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