Qiao Yonghui managed to get up and walked toward the riverbank again.
"You really are..." Jian Xi was at a loss for words and with one kick, she toppled him to the ground, "If you dare to jump again, I'll tear you to pieces!"
Qiao Yonghui stopped, looking at Jian Xi in surprise.
His eyes were very chaotic, filled with bloodshot strains. Soaked all over, under the bridge lights, he looked particularly pitiable.
"Xiao Xi..."
"Enough, get back home! If you keep seeking death, it will only make us disrespect you more," Nan Mufeng said.
Qiao Yonghui hung his head in shame.
As a man, as a father, he didn't want to be looked down upon by his own children. But he...
"Redeem yourself!"
Nan Mufeng and Jian Xi left.
Qiao Yonghui stood alone in the cold river wind, for a very, very long time...
Xiao Xi, thank you for coming to save me.
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"Achoo!"
"Achoo!"
Nan Mufeng and Jian Xi, both drenched, came back home and began sneezing nonstop after being exposed to the cold wind.
