The time I fell down the stairs wasn't really serious.
There was no sign, Duan Jiaxu didn't even know Jiang Ying was near him. Because she suddenly pushed him down from behind. He was caught off guard, his body leaned forward and he fell down, but fortunately only his forehead was hit.
That was the time for us to go out for exercises during the break.
Surrounded by classmates, some of them stepped back, some stood still and whispered with the people next to them, and a few came forward to persuade Jiang Ying not to go too far.
Yuan Lang next to him helped him up.
Noticing the commotion here, a class leader immediately ran upstairs to find the head teacher.
That year, Duan Jiaxu was not yet fifteen years old.
The boy was still young, and it was not easy for him to adjust or disguise his emotions. Even if he really felt a little guilty about his father's sins, it was instantly wiped out by this kind of anger-taking behavior.
He wiped the blood off his forehead with the back of his hand, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Ying, and forced himself to suppress his anger. "Shouldn't you apologize to me?"
Jiang Ying stood there with her arms folded, her eyes red, but her words were extremely vicious, "Why should I apologize to you if you're not dead? I pray every day that you and your mother die soon."
Hearing this, Duan Jiaxu slowly broke free from Yuan Lang's hand. His teeth gradually tightened, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably, and his eyes became extremely cold.
Duan Jiaxu walked up silently.
When he walked in front of Jiang Ying, he repeated it again, deliberately emphasizing his words, "Shouldn't you apologize to me and my mother?"
Jiang Ying stared at him and said in a sharp voice, "What did I say wrong that you shouldn't die?"
Duan Jiaxu was so angry that he lost all his rationality. He laughed in anger and reached out to grab her arm with great force, wanting to give her a taste of her own medicine.
The head teacher arrived just in time.
At this time, Duan Jiaxu also heard a classmate nearby whispering, "How can he have the nerve to ask Jiang Ying to apologize to him?"
As soon as Duan Jiaxu stopped moving, he was stopped by the head teacher in an instant.
Then, he saw that Jiang Ying, who was supposed to be the perpetrator, suddenly started crying when she saw the head teacher. Her shoulders twitched and she looked extremely pitiful. “My dad is dead! My dad is dead!”
The head teacher comforted her instead.
Because of Duan Jiaxu's behavior just now, he criticized him harshly, "Duan Jiaxu, what are you doing? Don't you have any shame at all?"
Duan Jiaxu, don't you have any shame at all
At this moment, in the eyes of people around.
He seemed to be the perpetrator.
The head teacher forced Duan Jiaxu to apologize to Jiang Ying, but he said nothing. He did not stand there to accept the lesson, but turned around and left, went to the toilet to wash his wound with water, and returned to the classroom after the bell rang.
It happened to be the class taught by the head teacher.
Seeing Duan Jiaxu walk into the classroom, the head teacher stopped teaching and sneered, "You don't even know how to respect your teacher. Let's see what kind of person you will become in the future."
Duan Jiaxu sat back in his seat.
Yuan Lang whispered, "This old woman must have taken the wrong medicine recently."
He took the book out of the drawer without saying anything.
"Just bear with it," Yuan Lang couldn't help but say, "After all, your father really killed her father, so you owe her something. But she may not be able to let it go at the moment, but she will be fine in the future."