When Mrs. Yao suddenly fainted, Deputy Director Yao caught his wife. How could she manage her daughter like this?
Thatâs his daughter, how can he ignore it?
Among the people who followed his wife, they yelled Deputy Director Yaoâs name anxiously. For a time, Deputy Director Yaoâs back was all wet, and big drops of sweat flowed down from his chin.
Yao Jing, who was being carried away, saw that her parents hadnât come, and her voice became even more miserable, âLet go of me! Let me go! Dad! Mom! Come here! Come here, come and save me.â
âIâm afraid, Dad, Iâm afraid. Iâm afraid, Mom, Iâm afraid. Save me, save me! I didnât mean it, Yang Heng, I didnât mean it. Forgive me; please forgive me.â
When Yao Jing did not see her parents, she started to lose her mind. Struggling against the restraints, she tried to kick out, unwilling to be put in the police car, and screamed for Deputy Director Yao to rescue her.
Yang Heng, who escorted his parents to the teaching building, said, âDad, drive slowly at night, and Mom, you should calm down. Itâs not a big deal that a boy like me is beaten a few times, it will be better after a few days.â
âThere is still half an hour until the evening classes so that I will go back to the classroom first.â
Yao Jingâs cry for help did not arouse any response from Yang Heng. In fact, he was relieved in his heart. He also wanted to spend his last year of high school peacefully, and he didnât want to see Yao Jing appear again.
âRemember to rub on the medicine before going to bed at night, and if you canât reach your back, get some of your classmates in the dormitory to help.â Mrs. Yang said a few words and looked upstairs again. Ye Jian1 should be relieved, and she shouldnât have to worry about Yao Jing from now on, she thought to herself.
Director Yang patted his son on the shoulder, smiled, and said, âGo to class, Iâll go back with your mother first.â After that, he turned around and left.
Deputy Director Yao, who was holding his wife to his chest, heard footsteps coming. He immediately turned his head, and there were tears in his eyes. Deputy Director Yao looked at Director Yang, who had just walked by, and asked in a bewildered voice, âOld Yang, my daughter is very reserved, can you please help me?â
âThat child, that child, that childâ repeating âthat childâ three times in a row, he couldnât say anything in the end.
He wanted to say that the child was not deliberate, not intentional, but because she was ignorant and did something wrong because she was still young. Please forgive her because she is still young and ignorant.
Suddenly, Deputy Director Yao couldnât say these things that were so smoothly spoken. His lips moved for a while and finally breathed out a long sigh.
Director Yang, who had not fallen into trouble, also sighed, âOld Yao, donât say anything now. When you two hit my son here, how did you ever read the friendship between our two families? Let my son be buried with your daughter? You scolded my son for being unhelpful and unable to save her.â
âIf these words werenât repeated by Ye Jian on the rooftop, Huiying and I wouldnât know Old Yao at all. Itâs useless to ask me for help. I wonât come forward. You donât have to ask for Ye Jian, Secretary Xiaâs attitude speaks for itself.â
Deputy Director Yaoâs face became grayer and grayer, it was over, it was over, everything was over.
Hearing his daughter yelling to herself for a while and at Yang Heng for a while, and even Old Yang yelling, two lines of tears flowed down his face.
Itâs over, itâs over, everything is over.