The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Tang Jiao got out of the car like a ghost and stood on the bus stop.

It gets dark late in the summer and the sky is still very bright, but why is it so dark in front of Tang Jiao's eyes.

The phone in my hand kept vibrating, and messages of comfort from different people kept popping up. It turned out that I already had so many friends.

I kind of want to laugh, but I can’t.

An older aunt looked at Tang Jiao several times, couldn't help but walked over and asked, "Little classmate, what's wrong with you? You look so bad, did you get off at the wrong station?"

Tang Jiao's thoughts were confused and her reaction was slow. She shook her head and pointed to the signboard of Huanyi Community in front of her.

"I will live here."

"Oh, let's go home. What are you doing standing here?"

The enthusiastic aunt took out two loquats from the red environmental protection bag and stuffed them into Tang Jiao's hands.

"Take it and eat it. Auntie picked it at home. Go home."

There was a slight fluctuation in Tang Jiao's dark pupils, and then he was pushed towards the community by his aunt, and returned to darkness.

"Ding, we're here on the 10th floor."

Tang Jiao walked out of the elevator like a wandering spirit.

The gray-white door is right in front of you.

At this moment, Tang Jiao was thinking about the battle between heaven and man.

Until, Tang Mi's voice was faintly heard in the room.

A very contrived, disgusting sound of fake surprise.

"Mom, it turns out you actually sent love donations to my sister before? We raised 35 yuan. Why haven't I heard you mention it? It's all available online."

This time, everything clicked.

It turns out, it turns out...

Tang Mi stood at the door of her bedroom with a strange tone, which meant something.

Refers to this.

Tang Jiao held the phone tightly in his hand and accidentally pressed the unlock button.

The notification bar of automatic notifications fills the screen with unread messages.

"Tang Jiao, it turns out your family is in such difficulty..."

"Senior, senior, are you cured of your illness now?"

"Tang Jiao, why have I never heard you say that..."

"Tang Jiao, is Zhuang Tingting crazy? She posted it everywhere in the forum and online for no apparent reason."

There is much that is not shown.

Tang Jiao's whole body was numb, and a sudden coldness ran through his body, and he couldn't even use his fingers.

"Boom!"

The phone hit the ground.

Tang Jiao sluggishly lowered his head to look at the phone with a cracked screen, then turned to the phone that was shaking slightly uncontrollably.

"Who is it? Sneaking at the door——"

The door was suddenly opened, and Tang Mi saw Tang Jiao standing at the door with a pale face. The impatience on his face instantly turned into a bright smile.

"It's my sister. Why didn't you come in when you came back?"

She opened the door and shouted inside: "Dad, Mom, it's my sister who's back."

There was a messy sound inside.

Tang Jiao raised his eyes and looked at Tang Mi coldly, pushed her away, and strode into the door.

She stood at the junction of the entrance hall and the living room, staring directly at Fang Fang and Tang Zhongyi who were inexplicably cramped.

"Tangtang, you're back."

Tang Zhongyi rubbed his hands on his trouser legs and said with a shy smile.

"You guys, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Tang Jiao's whole body was tense, his hands were tightly clenched at his sides, and his eyes had not blinked since he entered the door.

She looked at Fang Fang, who looked unhappy, and asked in a light voice: "Mom, why don't you speak?"

Tang Mi came over and interrupted: "Sister, what are you doing-"

"Shut up! You have no business talking!" Tang Jiao scolded her coldly without even looking at her.

Tang Mi was so shocked that the smile on her face faltered.

"Tangtang..." Fang Fang took a deep breath, forced a smile, and finally spoke.

"Don't believe anything you hear. It's all nonsense on the Internet."

During this period, Fang Fang, who had been facing Tang Jiao for a long time, finally couldn't do it anymore, and she actually showed a look that was almost pleading.

Tang Jiao was unmoved and still asked in a cold voice: "What do you think I saw or heard?"

Neither Fang Fang nor Tang Zhongyi spoke again.

A suffocating silence spread in the Tang family...

"Sister, have you ever talked to your parents like this?"

Tang Mi walked over arrogantly, took Fang Fang's arm, and said nonchalantly: "Isn't it just that I raised money for you before? Isn't it to treat your illness? Sister, who do you blame for being so cold and cold here? Woolen cloth."

"Mimi, don't talk nonsense!"

Tang Zhongyi hurriedly interrupted Tang Mi.

Tang Mi couldn't hold it in anymore, she was just waiting for today, innocent malice flashed in her eyes.

"What nonsense am I talking about? I found it all under your drawer. It's just the crowdfunding withdrawal certificate. What's the big deal?"

Following Tang Mi's words, the other three people in the room showed a look of defeat on their faces.

Tang Jiao seemed to have been relieved of his strength. He staggered back half a step, his dark eyes looking like he was looking at a complete stranger.

Fang Fang seemed to be stabbed hard by her eldest daughter's eyes, with a guilty look on her face.

"Tangtang, listen to mother's explanation."

Tang Jiao shook his head and murmured: "10 years ago, 10 years ago..."

"When I was 8 years old, you started a crowdfunding campaign with photos of me being skinny and bones and looking like a ghost!"

Tang Jiao's voice increased from soft to loud. Tears filled her eyes, but she stubbornly did not drop a drop.

"You said that the family has no money, and asked me if I can go home since I am no longer in the hospital."

Her eyes widened, and a sad smile appeared on her face: "I said yes, and I nodded. But tell me now, what were you doing at that time? You have obviously raised the money..."

"Why?" Tang Jiao frowned and tilted his head in confusion, "It is written sincerely on the Internet that my daughter is suffering from a rare and serious illness. If no one helps her, she will be tortured to death by the disease."

"It's true that someone helped me, but you made me go crazy with pain at home, hit my head against the wall, and suffered for half a year?"

The uncontrollable tears were so full that they flowed down from my eyes disobediently.

Tang Jiao wiped it with his arm nonchalantly and asked with a smile: "Can you tell me, why? I can't figure it out, why!!"

Fang Fang cried. She wanted to come over and hug Tang Jiao, but Tang Jiao's eyes hurt and she couldn't move.

"Tangtang, my parents, my parents really did it to save you... But later, your disease was really a bottomless pit. It cost three to five thousand a day. My parents' one month's salary at that time was spent on it, and it was cured. After such a long time, there is really no other way to let you go home. Besides, the doctor also said that it cannot be cured and there are no cured cases in the country. Mom feels sad..."

Fang Fang burst into tears as she spoke and was supported by Tang Zhongyi.

"We originally thought that we would keep the money so that you two sisters could use it when needed. Later, your parents took you to the hospital anyway, Tangtang..."

"Hahahahaha, hahahahaha..."

When Fang Fang said this, Tang Jiao suddenly laughed out loud, leaning forward and backward with laughter, and his voice was almost hoarse.

With red eyes, she threw her schoolbag at Fang Fang's feet and said angrily: "Grandma took me there!!!"