Chapter 208 It's Okay, You Can Cry

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The boy listened quietly, and the dull lacquer pupils gleamed little by little.

The family will only say, we are all for your own good, how much we have paid for you, you still let us down like this, are you worthy of us?

He apologized countless times, even self-loathing.

I hate myself for not being a smart child, I hate myself for not having a lively character, and I hate myself for not having a well-rounded emotional intelligence.

Coming to Mingxi Men's High School is the beginning of hell.

Body, personality, dignity, privacy... everything can be trampled underfoot.

Waste, garbage, cowards, useless... These insulting words are heard every minute and every second.

But she said,

you are important...

you have to live well...

Your existence is meaningful...

Unable to control, the boy sobbed.

Seemingly panicking about his gaffe, he rubbed his eyes with his hands, trying to hold back the tears, but did not dare to make a sound.

But I don't know why, the more I wiped the tears, the worse the tears fell.

The teenage boy, crying like this, was supposed to be a ridiculous picture, but at this time he seemed inexplicably sad and pitiful.

Xiang Li was silent. In fact, he didn't quite understand the feelings of human beings in many cases. In him, reason and sensibility would always have the upper hand.

But Xiangli knew that her sister couldn't see it.

She just looks at alienation, but hides a soft heart.

Silently, he handed his sister a clean handkerchief.

Xiangyi was stunned for a moment, then took it.

There seems to be an invisible tacit understanding between brothers and sisters, even without words, they understand each other's hearts.

The brother asked her to comfort others.

Xiangyi got up, patted the boy's back lightly, and said warmly, "It's okay, you can cry."

The boy couldn't hold it any longer, and cried out with a wow.

It's like a vent that's accumulated for a long time.

More like a relief.

He covered his face with a handkerchief and cried bitterly.

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The camera captured this scene from a distance.

Although the guests turned off the microphone and could not hear the voice clearly, the body movements themselves had the function of transmitting language.

The most primitive and most intuitive emotional expression.

——[Damn, I got a brick in my eye]

——【Ah, it’s good to cry, it’s too sad to not even dare to cry】

——【How can I put it, there may be a lot of bad things about the vase essence, but she also has a good side, and she is really quite poking when she is gentle]

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Seeing Xiangyi coaxing the boy, Rong Huai, who was not far away, fiercely nibbled up the sixth bun.

Will cry a lot.

When he was in kindergarten, he cried so fiercely, and even rolled on the ground!

Suddenly there was movement at the door, there were cries, shouts, and hurried footsteps.

It was the parents who came to hear the news.

Unwitting parents hugged the child, and the whole family burst into tears.

They only paid high tuition fees to send their children here because they heard that it was strictly controlled here. After the child has been brainwashed, they dare not say it when they go home, so they have no idea that the child has suffered so much.

Some parents anxiously asked the police at the scene: "Why should such a good school be closed? Where will our children go if they are closed! Have you misunderstood, 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. You shut down the school. What if they turn back to the way they were rebellious?!"