When An Yimo heard Yu Miaotong say: "Yimo, I want to be a good friend with you for life, even if you abandon me, you will never pay attention to me again." Our friendship is longer than the earth is barren and the sea is rotten. She did.

A woman's instinctive sense of things, as well as her super sixth sense, told her that Yu Miaotong was her best friend in the world, no matter whether she was poor or rich, they would always be her best friend. Even if the whole world does not believe that there is true friendship, they will believe it and prove it to everyone.

However, all this was fissioned when An Yimo gave Yu Miaotong, the talisman he had been wearing for ten years.

It was an autumn morning, An Yimo and Yu Miaotong were standing in the grass by the river at the same time, with policemen, principals, teachers, and parents standing next to them.

"No- I didn't steal anything from her." An Yimo pouted, looking at the police uncle in front of him, as well as his parents.

"Hmph. Didn't steal? You still want to quibble, this talisman was clearly left to me by my rich mother, how could it be on you, you say-" Yu Miaotong said in a cold tone. "Uncle Police, she's a thief, arrest her, Uncle Police—"

An Yimo washed her face with tears, she also deliberately took off the talisman last night, and wanted to give it to Yu Miaotong today.

But she didn't expect it to be like this, she didn't know how to explain it, and cried helplessly.

Cold tears cut through her cheeks, and it hurt so much.

An Yimo looked at the person standing in front of him expectantly, and finally set his eyes on his parents.

"Uncle policeman, Miaotong is right, since she was adopted by us, she has this in her. That kid wasn't a good boy at first glance, he was thin and dirty, how could he have such a noble thing, don't you say? Yu Miaotong's mother smiled charmingly, turned around and walked to the police uncle, said in a sweet voice, and secretly handed over something after speaking.

"Haha-that's right, if it's hers, she's supposed to wear it. This kid is a thief, alas, how can there be such a black sheep in such a civilized school as ours. The policeman's uncle glanced behind his back, bent over, and said meaningfully.

An Yimo cried even more, shaking his head while crying. "No, it's not like that, it's not like that—"

"Hmph. Why isn't this the case, you are still quibbling - godfather, you know, she always steals things in school, and even the first place score is copied from me-" Yu Miaotong pouted and looked at An Yimo indifferently.

"Hmm—that's a question." The principal sighed and looked at An Yimo's parents with pity. "You better take the children back, the school really can't ask for it anymore. This kid doesn't change his mistakes, look, look-"

"Smack."

As soon as the principal's words were finished, An Yimo's face was slapped fiercely.

An Yimo looked at his mother in front of him aggrievedly, his mouth choked, and he cried silently.

She was wronged, she really didn't take it, that thing was her own.

An Yimo shouted in her heart, how much she hoped that someone could help her uphold justice, but no one said anything.

"Please, please forgive her, the child is not sensible, we must discipline us strictly when we go back, we-" An Yimo covered his face and kept crying and looking at his parents. They were kneeling before the headmaster, who had his head up and didn't even look at them.

An Yimo's heart hurts so much, and the bright red blood keeps flowing out-

At that moment, that scene - it would be her eternal nightmare.

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