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The boy listened quietly, and the dim eyes of the paint gradually became brighter.
The family will only say, we are all for your own good, how much we have paid for you, and you still let us down like this, are you worthy of us
He has apologized numerous times, even self-loathing.
Hate that I am not a smart child, hate that I do not have a lively personality, and hate that I do not have an all-round EQ.
Coming to Mingxi Tennis High School is the beginning of hell.
Body, personality, dignity, privacy... everything can be trampled underfoot.
Waste, rubbish, coward, useless... These insulting words are heard all the time.
but she said,
you are important...
You have to live well...
Your existence is meaningful...
Unable to control it, the boy sobbed.
As if panicking about his gaffe, he rubbed his eyes with his hands, trying to hold back the tears, but didn't dare to make a sound.
But I don't know why, the more I wipe my tears, the more they fall.
The scene of a teenage boy crying like this should have been absurd, but now he looked sad and pitiful for no reason.
Xiangli was silent. In fact, he didn't quite understand human emotions in many cases. Reason and sensibility always prevailed in him.
But Xiangli knew that his younger sister couldn't see this.
She just looks alienated, but hides a soft heart.
Silently, he handed his sister a clean handkerchief.
Xiangyi was stunned for a moment, and caught it.
There seems to be an invisible tacit understanding between brothers and sisters, even without words, they can understand each other's mind.
My brother asked her to comfort others.
Xiangyi got up, patted the boy's back lightly, and said softly, "It's okay, you can cry."
The boy couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into tears.
It's like venting that has been accumulated for a long time.
More like a relief.
He covered his face with his handkerchief and wept bitterly.
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The camera captured this scene from a distance.
Although the guests turned off their microphones and couldn't hear the voice clearly, body movements themselves have the function of transmitting language.
The most primitive and intuitive emotional expression.
—[Damn, I turned my head in my eyes]
—[Oh, it’s good to cry, the appearance of not even daring to cry is too sad]
—[How should I put it, the vase spirit may have a lot of bad things, but she also has a good side, and she is really quite irritating when she is gentle]
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Seeing Xiangyi coaxing the boy, Rong Huai, not far away, viciously gnawed on the sixth bun.
Oh, I will cry.
When he was in kindergarten, he cried very hard and rolled on the ground!
Suddenly there was movement at the door, there were cries, shouts, and hurried footsteps.
It was the parents who came after hearing the news.
An unsuspecting parent hugged the child, and the whole family cried together.
They only paid high tuition fees to send their children here because they heard that the management here is strict. After the child was brainwashed, he didn't dare to tell when he went home, so they didn't know that the child had suffered so much.
Some parents also anxiously asked the police at the scene: "Why is such a good school closed? Where will our children go after it is closed! Do you have a misunderstanding? The principal and teachers are all for the good of the children!"
"Did you know that this school has severe corporal punishment?"
"But our children's grades have improved and people are obedient. If you close the school, what if they turn back to their previous rebellious appearance?!"