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Chapter 81

When Lin Che rushed forward, she saw Mu Yang holding Xia Jing's hand. She thought the situation was unstable, so she immediately rushed over to help, grabbed Xia Jing's arm, and pulled her back.

Xia Jing said a little awkwardly, "Officer Lin, you are blocking me..."

Lin Che was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses and realized that Xia Jing was not about to jump down, but was about to climb back up, and he happened to be blocking the place where she landed.

"oh oh."

Lin Che quickly moved out of the way, but did not dare to let go.

Mu Yang held Xia Jing's wrist tightly with both hands and said softly, "Slow down and step on it firmly."

Xia Jing returned to the railing safely, and both Lin Che and Mu Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Officer Lin, Sister Mu Yang, I'm sorry..."

Lin Che was not very good at saying comforting words, so she just nodded.

Mu Yang patted Xia Jing's back gently, "It's okay."

Lin Che called Li Li and asked him to come over to help. She would handle the follow-up matters by herself. It would be better for him to coordinate all parties.

Lin Che was just about to leave when she saw that Mu Yang was only wearing a sweater. Without hesitation, she took off her coat and handed it over. Before Mu Yang could refuse, he spoke first -

"Put it on."

Mu Yang glanced at Xia Jing, whose clothes were also thin, and put the leather coat on her.

Lin Che frowned slightly, took off the sweater, and put it on Mu Yang without saying a word. The length of the sweater just covered her buttocks, and Mu Yang seemed to be wearing a loose woolen skirt.

Looking at the tall figure wearing only a white short-sleeved shirt and running in the night, the corners of Mu Yang's mouth raised slightly.

His body temperature is still on the sweater, and there is a faint cypress smell of laundry detergent, which makes people feel reassured and warm.

"Sister Mu Yang, I will keep this matter a secret." Xia Jing looked at Mu Yang and spoke seriously.

"Thanks."

Mu Yang curled his lips, glanced at the chaotic river surface, with a bit of nostalgia in his eyes, and said, "Let's go back."

When the two of them walked to the bridge, the fire and armed police rescue teams had already withdrawn, leaving only Lin Che's team and Xia Jing's parents.

"Dad, Mom..."

Xia Jing lowered her head and whispered with red eyes, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

The middle-aged woman rushed up, hugged Xia Jing and cried, "Jingjing, why did you do this? If you jump, what will your parents do for the rest of their lives?"

Xia Jing also shed tears and did not explain anything.

Xia Jing's father stood there, looking at the mother and daughter who were hugging each other and crying. His eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and his masseter muscles were bulging out.

Xia Jing wiped her tears, looked at him, opened her mouth, hesitated for a while before speaking, "Dad...I, I..."

Before Xia Jing could finish speaking, the man suddenly raised his hand, and the slap with full power was about to fall!

Xia Jing shrank her neck and closed her eyes. Lao Du and Xia Jie were startled and rushed forward to stop her, but it was obviously too late.

Snap!

The clear and loud slap stunned everyone.

Everyone thought the person he was going to slap was Xia Jing, but they didn't expect that the slap fell on his own face!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Before anyone could react, the man slapped himself several times in succession, without any force, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"Dad! Don't be like this, don't be like this..."

Xia Jing cried and rushed up to hold the man's hand, "Just hit me. It's all my fault. It's my fault for making you worry..."

The man looked at Xia Jing and trembled his lips, "Why don't you listen to dad? Why..."

As he said that, the man's legs weakened and he sat down on the ground. He clenched his hands into fists and smashed his head hard. He yelled, "It's me who's useless! It's me who didn't protect you. I'm a waste! I'm a waste!"

Waste! Waste!”

Xia Jing and the middle-aged woman rushed over and knelt beside him.

Xia Jing hugged the middle-aged man's head and cried loudly, "Dad, don't be like this, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong..."

A man over fifty years old, wearing a thin jacket that had been washed to gray, was sitting on the ground, crying until his nose and saliva were mixed together, and the blood from the slap fell down with his saliva. He kept scolding himself, and his hands were not wet.

He kept beating himself up, his image and self-esteem were all forgotten at this moment.

A man doesn't shed tears lightly, but he hasn't reached the point where he is sad.

A family of three hugging each other and crying together is no longer as simple as being sad. Even people who don't know the truth of the matter can feel the pain.

The wind from the river is biting and the cry is heartbreaking.

Everyone walked away in silence, leaving some dignity for the grieving family.

The man blew his nose, supported the ground with one hand, and pulled the mother up with the other, "Come on, let's go back, I will help your sister transfer to a hospital tomorrow, you drop out of school, let's get out of here, get out of here!"

The middle-aged woman wiped her tears and nodded wildly beside her, "Yes, yes, yes, let's go and never come back!"

"Jingjing, you can book the tickets on your mobile phone, we will leave tomorrow, tomorrow!"

Xia Jing stood there, wiped away her tears, and clenched her fists, "Dad, Mom, I can't leave yet..."

The two of them were stunned for a moment, then reacted and their emotions exploded again!

The woman knelt down directly and hugged Xia Jing, "Jingjing, mom saved you, just let this matter go. Your sister has already done that, and our family really can't afford the trouble!"

"Mom! You get up first!"

Xia Jing cried and pulled the woman kneeling on the ground. The woman's hair was messy and she refused to get up.

"What I regret most is that I agreed with your sister to go to the police. Mom can no longer let you do this. We don't want justice or anything else. Your dad and I just want you and your sister to live well and be healthy. This

That’s enough!”

Xia Jing broke down and cried, shouting, "Sister, is that what you call alive? She lives just to commit suicide! If that beast is not punished, sister will not be able to survive! She will not be able to survive!"

The woman was yelled into silence and just cried. She knelt on the ground and covered her heart with tears.

How could she not know this truth...

"There's nothing you can do about your sister's behavior. I can't let you make the same mistake she made!"

The middle-aged man, half of his face swollen, grabbed Xia Jing's arm and pulled her forward, "If you want to recognize me as your father, then come back with me and never mention this matter again!"

Mu Yang looked at Lin Che anxiously, Lin Che frowned, and everyone else had the same expression.

No one else could sympathize with that family's pain. Xia Jing and her parents had their own positions, and it was difficult to persuade anyone.

Mu Yang stamped his foot and rushed forward, holding Xia Jing's father's arm with two cold hands, "Uncle and aunt, if there is anything we can discuss slowly when we get back, okay?"

When Xia Jing saw Mu Yang, it was as if she saw a life-saving straw. Her free hand tightly grasped Mu Yang's clothes, "Sister Mu Yang, please help me persuade them, please!"

As soon as Xia Jing finished speaking, before Mu Yang could speak, the emotional middle-aged man shook off Mu Yang's hand and pushed her over, "It's our family's affairs. You, an outsider, don't stand and talk without hurting your back!"


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