By the time she reacted, Ming Yu had already thrown her onto the ground.
She only heard a loud 'clang' . Before she could even cry, her eyes had already turned black... ...
She fainted!
The two students who were instructed by Xiao Hua to fetch water and brooms to punish Ming Yu came back with their things. Before they could punish Ming Yu, they saw Ming Yu riding on Xiao Hua's body They raised their fists and were about to wave at Xiao Hua's head!
The two children, who were six or seven years old, had never seen such a scene before. They were so scared that they burst into tears!
The kindergarten teachers and principals heard the sound and came over. When they lowered their heads to look, their hearts jumped out of their chests!
Xiao Hua was lying on the ground motionlessly. There was a thick layer of black liquid under his head... ... It was obviously fresh blood ! ! ! ! !
Xiao Hua was rushed to the hospital, and Ming Yu was naturally brought by the principal. The principal's family was scared to death by Xiao Hua's injuries. Although they hated Ming Yu for being too harsh, they did not have the time to teach him a lesson.
Zuo Aiai received the call and hurriedly changed her route from the kindergarten to the hospital. When she arrived, she saw Ming Yu standing alone by a bench in the hospital corridor.
The bench was right in front of her, but he didn't even look at it.
Her first reaction when she received the call from the principal was to apologize. After she hung up the phone, her first thought was that Ming Yu wasn't a child who would fight for no reason.
She had been thinking of asking Ming Yu when she arrived at the hospital, but before she could finish her sentence, she saw this scene... ... Her heart suddenly hurt terribly ...
She walked up and without saying anything, she pulled Ming Yu into her arms.
Ming Yu smelled a familiar scent and recognized that this embrace belonged to his mother. The tears that he had held back for so long finally started to fall.
Although he was mentally mature, he was still an eight-year-old child. He didn't have the time to do it at that time and only pushed Xiao Hua. He didn't expect Xiao Hua to be hurt so badly... ...
It looked... ...
As if... ...
It was as if he was dead.
Although Ming Yu didn't personally witness his parents'death, when littleflower lay there motionlessly, it was almost like a conditioned reflex. The faces of his father and mother appeared in his mind... ...
Perhaps it was because of the passage of time, or perhaps it was because the memories of children were originally blurry.
When he really remembered, he realized that the faces of his father and mother couldn't be seen clearly anymore... ...
He thought, he thought, he thought... ...
But I can't remember. Every second he's standing here, he's trying to remember... ...
But... ...
"Mom... mom... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it... "
It was the first time Ming Yu cried so hard in front of her. Even when he was undergoing surgery, he did not shed a single tear. He looked no different from usual.
But today... ...
He cried so hard.
Ming Yu was Zuo Aiai's heart and soul. He was her biological son. At first, she thought that Ming Yu might have done something wrong. But now, as a mother, her selfishness was completely on Ming Yu's side.
She thought that at this moment, even if Ming Yu really committed a crime and killed someone, she would go out and shoulder it without saying anything.
People said that when you raise a child, you will know what it feels like.