Chapter 308 The Painful Past (15)
When Wu Yanghui heard the teacher coming this way, he did not dare to take action anymore. As if he was afraid of being caught, he ran out of the alley without looking back. Ran away.
Ji Tingyang's body fell to the ground, his face was as pale as paper, his cheeks had many large and small bruises, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
Ignoring the injuries on his body, he immediately looked at his clenched right hand.
Although the few pieces of cash were wrinkled and tattered by his tight grip, he was still happy because he had kept the money.
Ji Tingyang stood up holding on to the wall. A heartbreaking pain suddenly spread from his chest. He gritted his teeth and it took a while before he stood up from the ground.
Perhaps she hadn’t seen Ji Tingyang come out for a long time. The little girl was worried that something might happen to him inside, so she struggled outside the alley for a long time, then walked in nervously, holding the corners of her clothes.
"Are you...are you okay?" The little girl looked up at him cautiously. The next second she was startled by the injuries on his face and stammered, "I, I, I'm going Call the teacher over..."
"No need." Ji Zeqiu said, looking at the little girl indifferently.
I saw that the corners of her clothes were clenched and wrinkled, and her whole body was filled with tension and fear.
He just glanced at it and then looked away, shuffling out of the alley.
Even if the teacher tells Ji Yiyun, what can he do about Wu Yanghui's actions? The most he can do is blame him.
After knowing that he was the one who was beaten, Ji Yiyun became even more indifferent.
Ji Zeqiu and his sister are still waiting for him, so he had better go back as soon as possible.
“Wait a minute.”
As soon as Ji Tingyang walked out of the alley, the little girl's voice came again and stopped him.
She trotted up to Ji Tingyang, "Your face and hands are injured. Do you want to go back like this? Your family will be worried about you."
Ji Tingyang thought of his younger brothers and sisters. The pace paused, and a trace of hesitation appeared on his face.
Before he could react, the little girl pulled him to sit on the stone steps not far away.
She rummaged through her schoolbag and found several cute band-aids with little yellow ducks printed on them, and put them all on the wounds on his palms and arms.
Just as she was admiring her achievements, she noticed that Ji Tingyang's eyes fell on the mother and son opposite.
His dark eyes contained a trace of imperceptible pain and hope...
The little girl was infected by the sad atmosphere on his body and couldn't help but reach out and rub him head.
Ji Tingyang froze for a moment, then raised his head suddenly, staring at her with slightly trembling pupils.
The little girl was frightened by his gloomy gaze and quickly retracted her hand, her voice became trembling, "I...I saw you were staring over there with envy, thinking you also wanted to be touched. Touching my head, that’s why..."
The emotions in Ji Tingyang's eyes were too complicated for her to understand.
The atmosphere became a little stiff. Just when she was about to leave, Ji Tingyang spoke, "What's your name?"
"Wen, Wenli."
......
When Ji Tingyang returned to his aunt's house, it was already dark.
He wanted to quietly return to the attic, but was discovered by the housekeeper as soon as he entered the door.
"What happened to the injury on your face? Did someone bully you?" The housekeeper gasped when he saw the bruises on his face.
Hearing the housekeeper's voice, Ji Yiyun also looked over, glanced at him, and said with a hint of disdain, "I must have offended someone at school, so I was retaliated against."
She sneered, as if to say that he deserved it.
Wu Yanghui next to him also raised his chin proudly towards him. None of them cared about him.
Ji Tingyang pursed his lips, and when he was about to go back to the room, he was stopped by the housekeeper.
"Wait for me here, I'll get the medical kit..."
However, before the housekeeper finished speaking, he heard Ji Yiyun click his tongue in disgust, "Get the medical kit." What to do? He is a little kid who doesn’t need to take medicine. He will recover in two days."
The housekeeper hesitated, "But..."
When Wu Yanghui accidentally scratched his arm on the wall a few days ago, she took him to the hospital for examination in fear.
To this day, the housekeeper still remembers what the doctor said - "This wound will be healed after playing for a few hours."
At that time, she clearly said that children should take good care of themselves. Take care, if you were injured in childhood and have any problems, it will affect your future.
As a result, now it was Ji Tingyang, but he had a different set of rhetoric.
“But what?” Ji Yiyun cast his sharp eyes at the housekeeper, “Should I pay you a salary, or should he pay you a salary? I told you not to worry about it, can’t you understand human language?”
The housekeeper paused for a moment, with a bit of struggle in his eyes, but finally gave in.
He looked at Ji Tingyang apologetically.
Ji Tingyang shook his head at the housekeeper, saying that he didn't care.
The housekeeper also needs this salary to live, so how can he ask the housekeeper to resist Ji Yiyun for him.
When Ji Tingyang returned to the small attic of the villa, Ji Zeqiu and Ji Lanyue were lying on a chair doing homework under the dim orange light in the room.
Hearing the noise, the two of them turned to look.
After seeing the injuries on Ji Tingyang's face, the pen in his hand fell to the ground in shock, and he looked at him for a long time without regaining consciousness.
"Brother, what's wrong with your face?" Ji Lanyue's eyes suddenly turned red, and she pulled him to the bed and sat down, her eyes almost touching his face.
Ji Zeqiu's eyes were also red, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Brother, did Wu Yanghui hit you again?"
The three brothers and sisters were often bullied by Wu Yanghui, and Ji Zeqiu was naturally the first to do so. Just thought of him.
"I'm going to avenge you!" Ji Zeqiu stood up and went downstairs to settle the score with Wu Yanghui.
Ji Tingyang pulled him back, "It wasn't him, it was me who fell downstairs at school and hit my face."
Six-year-old Ji Lanyue was too naive, Ji Tingyang She believed everything she said, "The stairs in the school are broken. Does it hurt, brother? I'll blow it on you."
She puffed up her cheeks, blew hard on the wound on Ji Tingyang's face, and drooled Mixed with the blown air, his face was covered with saliva.
"Lanyue is so good, big brother will reward you with a notebook." Ji Tingyang pursed his lips slightly and took out a brand new pink notebook from his backpack.
When Ji Lanyue saw it, she was stunned for a moment, "Brother, this notebook is very expensive. Where did you get so much money?"
"I helped my classmates with their homework a few days ago, and they gave me the money. "Ji Tingyang said calmly.
However, Ji Lanyue was deceived by such words, but not Ji Zeqiu.
Ji Zeqiu reacted immediately, "You haven't had breakfast with us in the past few days. Did you save all the money to buy this book?"
Ji Lanyue's eyes were filled with tears. Wang Wang looked at Ji Tingyang.
Ji Tingyang denied, "No."
But Ji Zeqiu didn't believe it, "You lied!"
(End of this chapter)