The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

These people were very smart. They would not hit him in the face, but only hit the parts of his body that were covered by his clothes and could not be seen.

Pei Jingping asked himself, he was not a person who would not fight back or retaliate when being beaten or scolded, but during that period of time, he seemed to have lost his soul and his five senses. He had no sadness or anger, and was like a walking corpse.

Every day when he returned home, he simply skipped meals and went into his room with two slices of bread, becoming increasingly thinner.

The family villa has been sold, and his room is so small that he can only shed tears silently in the middle of the night for fear of startling the person sleeping next door.

Every time grandma saw him, she seemed to want to say something but hesitated, but he didn't want to listen. He was afraid to see her hair turning white overnight.

Afraid that she would see the injuries on his body.

It was Friday's physical education class again. He lowered his head and asked for sick leave from the physical education teacher.

The physical education teacher looked him up and down, then reached out and patted his shoulder: "Isn't this good?"

He couldn't help but frown. There was still a wound there.

He had no choice but to give up. Lin Xiu asked him to play basketball but he didn't go. He sat under the cherry tree in the playground, propped up his knees and looked at the ground.

He never looked at Sang Ran again. In the past, he only thought that her smile was so bright, but he didn't know that it was also so dazzling, shining, distant and untouchable.

"Hey, do you want to eat some?" A string of candied haws came into his sight.

He raised his head. The cherry blossom petals were bathed in the sunlight, swaying and falling. The girl, with her hair tied in a high ponytail, stood with her back to the light. Her lively eyes blinked as she stared at him with her head tilted.

He shook his head, said nothing, and quickly lowered his head.

Her shoes were spotless, and she tiptoed forward and ran out of his sight again.

He heard a voice beside him and knew that she had sat down.

Pei Jingping subconsciously moved to the side and put some distance between himself and her, but the people next to him also moved with him.

He couldn't help but look up at her. She was also turning her head to stare at him. She looked up at the lush cherry blossoms, as if talking to him: "These flowers are so beautiful."

He subconsciously looked over there. The cherry blossoms almost completely blocked out the sunlight. The scattered petals let down a pink halo, and a faint fragrance wafted past his nose.

He stared in fascination, and the girl next to him stretched out her slender white arms and picked a petal from his head.

She held it in her palm, looked at it carefully, then held it in her hand and blew it away with a pout.

The petals fell gracefully to the ground.

A ground full of fallen petals.

She reached out and handed over the candied haws again: "Try it, it's delicious."

This time, Pei Jingping did not refuse. He lowered his head as if possessed by a ghost and took a bite of a candied haws from her hand.

The girl obviously didn't expect this reaction from him, not even he himself.

He watched her cheeks flush, and she hurriedly stuffed the candied haws into his hands, stood up, dusted off her body, and ran forward.

He stared blankly at the candied haws in his hand.

"Pei Jingping!"

She was calling him.

He raised his head. This time, the girl did not block the sun behind her. The light fell into his eyes, reflecting a strange glow.

Sang Ran waved not far away, her eight teeth showing when she smiled. She shouted at him, "If someone bullies you again, tell me my name and I will protect you!"

The breeze lifted up her skirt, which fluttered freely, making her look bright and lively. With that liveliness, she was even more dazzling than the sun, and her back gradually ran away.

Pei Jingping was chewing the candied haws in his mouth. His brows, which had just been frowned by the sourness, now slowly relaxed as he tasted endless sweetness.

Candied haws are really delicious.

Later, no one bullied him anymore. His senses were revitalized by the candied haws. Even if someone bullied him, he no longer endured it in silence and gradually began to resist.

He liked to save his meager pocket money every week and treat her to a string of candied haws on Fridays, right under the cherry tree, even if the petals had fallen.

She had started to carry some potions with her, and her school uniform pockets were stuffed full. She would help him clean the wounds on his face from fighting under the tree. At this time, she would always say, "I see, you really should buy a helmet."

Sang Ran would never try to persuade him not to fight.

Everything seemed to be going in the right direction, but one day, she accidentally ate food containing oranges and fainted on the playground.

He carried her to the infirmary. For several days, she didn't come to school, and when she came back, she ignored him.

He saw strangeness and subtle boredom in her pupils.

Gradually people noticed that something was wrong with their relationship, and so beatings and scoldings began to rise again, bringing with them sand, wind and rain.

He was powerless to resist, and his grandmother eventually noticed something was wrong and saw the injuries on his face.

He transferred to another school.

He left without saying goodbye, and she didn't care at all.

A loud thunder broke through the sky, illuminating the interior of the car white for a moment, and the rumbling thunder pulled Pei Jingping out of his thoughts.

His eyebrows drooped slightly, and his voice was hoarse as if he had just been fished out of the desert: "Later, I always wondered, did I do something wrong?"

The only answer he got was a long silence.

Sang Ran had mixed feelings. Even after listening to Pei Jingping's statement, she did not recall any memory.

It was as if he was describing something that happened between him and another stranger.

Pei Jingping looked at her expression, and couldn't help but feel wet in his eyes. He frowned slightly and slowly lowered his eyes, trying to hide his fragility, but it made him look even more broken.

She has always been supporting him, and during those days of painful struggle, it was she who pulled him through step by step.

He wanted to ask her what he had done wrong?

He can change it.

He knew that tonight was his last chance, his last chance to keep her. If he broke everything down and softened it and showed it to her, would she remember him?

Even though he had no dignity in front of her, he didn't care. He was banging his own wall and putting out his own fire.

Sang Ran didn't understand what she was feeling. She just felt a slight sourness in her nose and a slight pain in her chest. She couldn't explain any more emotions she had.

"I'm sorry for forcing you to eat candied haws that you don't like." Sang Ran looked at him and spoke while suppressing the strangeness in his heart.

His eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly raised his eyes.

Sang Ran said: "Back then, I thought I was helping you, but I didn't expect that it would cause you so much trouble. Although I can't remember the reason, I still want to say sorry to you."

Pei Jingping said in a low voice: "Why do you think so?"

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have to be so upset. I know very well what it means to have someone help you in the most difficult times. This is an obsession, not a true feeling, but it delays your chance to truly find happiness."

Sang Ran's vision was a little blurry, but the words he spoke made the air colder and colder: "I'm sorry, I don't know this, but... I think you should seriously examine your own life. I don't want to delay you any longer."

Pei Jingping had a bad feeling.

"Let's get a divorce." The tear that Sang Ran had been holding back finally fell.