After rebirth, the soft and small milk bag vest can no longer cover

"Wait a minute Qian Jiahong, I'll take you to the hospital first."

Su Cheng was even more anxious than the other two. Seeing Qian Jiahong walking towards the door, he quickened his pace and ran to him without thinking to stop him.

Su Cheng used to fight often and often beat kids from other classes until they were bruised and blue. He was used to it, but when he saw Qian Jiahong's swollen face, he couldn't help but feel guilty and sorry.

I regretted more than once, thinking back to when I had been able to stop my impulse...

Thinking of this, Su Cheng's eyes became a little moist.

But he still looked up at him defiantly, and finally said the apology in his heart.

"I'm sorry Qian Jiahong, it's all my fault. I was too impulsive at the time. I obviously had a better solution to dissuade you, but I couldn't control my emotions and used this method... I, I, I'm sorry!"

When he got to the part where he didn't know how to continue, he bent down 90 degrees, said sorry many times, and begged him to forgive him.

He has always been a bad boy in the class. Whenever he sees someone he dislikes, he would challenge them to a fight after school. Even if he was beaten up, he would still beat the person to the ground and leave his teeth bared. He has never admitted defeat. But this time, he bowed his head to his former enemy.

He already regarded him as a good friend from the bottom of his heart.

Even if they become emotional rivals in the future, that doesn't matter, the fact that they are good friends cannot be escaped.

Qian Jiahong looked at him in a daze. He had never expected that the once unyielding Su Cheng would actually bow his head and apologize to him today.

He stood there without saying a word, only the burning pain all over his body still stimulating his senses.

The surroundings also became quiet at that moment, so quiet that it seemed that one could hear everyone's breathing.

The young policeman was stunned, and Zhao Changan beside him was also stunned.

Qian Jiahong raised his hand and touched his cheek, then suddenly opened his mouth and whispered, "You are not wrong, no one is wrong, you don't need to apologize at all."

Suddenly, he said in a self-deprecating tone: "The mistake is that I am still a child and cannot do many things."

After Su Cheng heard these words, he suddenly clenched his fists. He straightened up and raised his head, frowning his childish face, and said in a very sonorous and powerful voice: "Qian Jiahong, I don't allow you to say that. What's wrong with being a child? Children have things that children can do!"

As he said this, he suddenly walked up to Qian Jiahong, grabbed his shoulders, and said with a firm look: "Children can also study hard to become excellent adults. Then they will be able to do things that they can't do! Qian Jiahong, you are so smart, I believe you can do it, and as your friend, I will always be by your side to help you whenever you encounter any difficulties. I, Su Cheng, always keep my word!"

Qian Jiahong didn't expect Su Cheng to say these words. For some reason, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

This sad feeling is almost as bad as the pain in my body.

"But, I can't wait that long..."

He didn't have that much time. It had been more than a month since the incident happened. During this period, he had been living in self-blame. During this period, he also came up with some goals to achieve, but no matter how hard he tried, he could always think of the scene of the little girl being abducted in front of him after school that evening. Even if he chased quickly, in the end he only learned that there was an explosion, and the little girl was carried away alone on a stretcher. After waiting for so long to finally see her, he learned that she would never wake up again.

He even decided to give up all the Qian family's assets, thinking that as long as he studied medicine well and became a top doctor in the future, he would be able to find a way to cure her, so he kept working hard.

But today he learned that Mr. Mu had found a way to treat her, and even if the effect was minimal, he wanted to go with him.

As long as I can be with her, it will be fine.

But who knows...

Qian Jiahong's mind was in a mess. Thinking back on everything that had happened during this period, he felt his eyes were a little sore and slightly hot. Their vision gradually became blurred and he could not see clearly Su Cheng who was holding his shoulders.

Su Cheng originally just wanted to encourage Qian Jiahong to cheer up, so he made this call, but he didn't expect that he would make Qian Jiahong cry. Seeing two bean-sized tears sliding down Qian Jiahong's cheeks, he suddenly became flustered.

"Qian, Qian Jiahong, don't cry. I know time is running out. You also want to go to Australia, but we can't do anything if President Mu doesn't agree. Besides, now, uh, now... Hey, if you go there alone, we will be worried too. You should also consider us. We are your friends too!"

Su Cheng had no idea how to comfort Qian Jiahong. He watched Qian Jiahong crying, feeling helpless. He hurriedly released his hands that were holding his shoulders and fumbled around his body for tissues, but he forgot that he was just a rough guy and would not carry such things with him.

Zhao Changan was considerate enough. He immediately took out a pack of tissue from his pocket and handed it to Su Cheng. Su Cheng took it and looked at him with bright eyes of gratitude. Then he took out the tissue and wiped Qian Jiahong's tears.

While wiping, he said: "Qian Jiahong, I hope you can sit down and talk to us properly. I will definitely help you if you need anything."

As he spoke, he thought of something else and added a lot of sentences: "But let's forget about going to Australia. Even if we can go, we don't have a passport photo to go abroad, and the plane tickets are expensive. Even if we have a lot of money, we can't afford it. Besides, even if we really have the money to buy it and get the passport photo, we don't understand the way Australians talk."

Su Cheng thought as he spoke, and after he finished speaking he felt that what he said made a lot of sense, and he even convinced himself.

Zhao Changan also said, "It's very troublesome to apply for a passport. First of all, you need an ID card. But we are still minors, so we don't have an ID card. Although we can apply for it with a household register, it must be done by a parent."

Zhao Changan thought that mentioning his family would cause psychological trauma to Qian Jiahong, so he quickly changed the subject and continued, "But classmate Su Cheng, Australians generally speak English. In fact, as long as we study English well, we can still barely understand it. But since we are still primary school students, we have learned a limited number of words. And there are only local residents there, and the English they speak may have some dialect. Even a genius primary school student will find it difficult to understand."

Su Cheng glared at Zhao Changan with a twitching mouth, wondering why he suddenly insulted him for no reason.

What's wrong with him not being good at English? He is a native Chinese. He just needs to learn our great Mandarin. Why should he learn foreign languages? Really!