"Brother, don't mess around! My sister is wrong, my sister is wrong -! Please, come back with me. I promise I won't make you angry again!"

Xiao Rong knelt in the mud, rain and snow, crying and begging.

In the distance, Xiao Jian turned around with difficulty, but as if he had lost his strength, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

He was drenched in rain and snow, but he screamed to himself, "You are making my life worse than death! Get out! I don't have a sister like you, and I will never see you again in this life!"

"If you dare to come over, I'll jump down!"

This thirteen-year-old boy is now covered in muddy water, his face is distorted, he is furious, and his eyes are bloodshot.

It rains heavily.

The night is very cold.

The boy's face was covered with water marks, whether it was rain or tears.

Xiao Rong cried bitterly on the ground, his whole body shaking, and he couldn't tell whether it was from the cold or because he was too emotionally out of control.

A figure came through the rain and snow, "Xiao Rong, if you leave, I will guarantee with my life that I will bring this kid back alive!"

Mr. Liu from private school!

Xiao Rong seemed to have seen a glimmer of light in a desperate situation, and nodded excitedly, then stood up, stared at his brother who was still yelling and cursing in the distance for a moment, and finally turned around and left.

"Go back with me."

Mr. Liu held an oil-paper umbrella and came to Xiao Jian, who was sitting slumped in the rain, snow and mud.

Xiao Jian raised his head angrily, "Liu, you also slept with my sister, right?"

Snapped!

Mr. Liu waved his hand and slapped Xiao Jian, and said with cold eyes: "You have studied with me for two years and eight months and nineteen days. You have studied one hundred and thirteen volumes of general books. You are familiar with each of them by heart, and you answered as follows

Flow. But now it seems that these books have been read on dogs!"

Xiao Jian's eyes were red, and he even hissed to himself, "It's a small thing to starve to death, but it's a big thing to be dishonest. I, Xiao Jian, am not afraid of poverty, but my sister... no, what that bitch did makes my life... worse than death!"

The wind and snow howled, and the boy's hateful voice echoed in the wind.

Mr. Liu kicked Xiao Jian into the muddy water.

"Life is worse than death? Are you here to humiliate your sister with all these nonsense in the book? Without your sister's hard work these years, you would have died of hunger, illness, and misery when you were a child!"

He pointed to the cliff not far away and said, "Since you are not afraid of death and it is worse than death, just jump off!"
Chapter completed!