Downstairs.

Suddenly, there was a piercing cry, and Chixiao looked up.

The workers finally found that the child was playing with mud and made himself dirty, so he picked the child upside down and slapped the child's buttocks.

It's already the depths of winter, and these children are still wearing open crotch pants, and their little buttocks are blue and purple from the cold, and now they have blood-red slap prints......

Chixiao rushed downstairs, and then dragged an iron chair from the hall on the first floor, and the sound of metal sliding across the floor was very sharp, directly stimulating people's eardrums.

The employee who beat the person seemed to notice something and looked back.

At this time, she realized that she didn't seem to know the person in front of her a little, and it was clearly still the same face, but ...... It always feels like a different person.

He dragged the chair closer, and the dean and the accountant beside him all watched his movements, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it, but at that moment, the stool in Chixiao's hand suddenly turned to the sky!

The first reaction of the employee was that this thin teenager had so much strength?

Then she saw the shadow of the black iron chair over her head.

"Chi Xiao!"

Si Yan's voice suddenly interjected, Chi Xiao's hand moved, and the chair failed to fall according to his wishes, and fell heavily behind him, but it also fell heavily on everyone's hearts.

He didn't say anything, and turned back upstairs.

The frightened dean finally reacted and pointed at his back angrily: "What the hell do you want to do this kid!" Lawlessness! Alarm! Let the cops come over! ”

Chixiao stood on the stairs and turned back, half of his face plunged into darkness, hiding Sen Leng's killing intent.

"Do you dare?"

Do you dare to let everything here be seen by the police?

Do you dare to let people know what they've done?

"You ......"

The dean was so blocked by his words that he couldn't speak, his eyes flashed, and he saw Si Yan who suddenly rushed in, and looked up and down: "Who are you?" ”

Si Yan smiled, but he was still calm.

"I am the teacher of No. 1 Middle School and the homeroom teacher of Chi Xiao."

As soon as he heard the three words of the head teacher, the dean's face was instantly full of smiles.

"I really didn't see it, you are so young that you are actually the teacher of No. 1 Middle School, I have eyes and eyes, by the way, teacher, since you are here, stay and have a meal, I will let the canteen prepare a few good dishes!"

No. 1 Middle School is the best middle school in the city, and the grades are the threshold, and you can't stuff it with money, which is basically the same height as the temple in the eyes of parents.

Si Yan smiled reluctantly and raised his hand: "I'll go up first to see how Chi Xiao is doing." ”

This period of time has passed so peacefully, that he is about to forget Chixiao and his 'mental illness'.

Now it seems that he still can't let people leave his side.

He went upstairs and followed Chixiao's footsteps into the house, and was instantly stunned.

What kind of dormitory is this, it's like a utility room, the specifications are a little larger than the school dormitory, but the furnishings are a natural underground, the double-layer iron frame bed has rusted, it looks crumbling, the pillows and quilt covers on the bed are so dirty that they can't be touched, and there are sundries where no one sleeps, I don't know what is put in it, revealing a rotten and old smell.

Si Yan's eyebrows almost wrinkled into a Chinese knot.

No wonder he never came back.

He walked up to Chixiao, and his white and slender hand stretched out.

"Let's go home with the teacher."

Chixiao looked up and looked at him blankly.

"What is home?"