Chapter 830: 830. Chapter 830: A Coincidental Matter 4

830. Chapter 830: A Coincidental Matter 4

I can understand your feelings; just pretend nothing happened. Ahao said comfortingly.

Saying that so lightly, pretending nothing happened—how could that be possible? I was insulted like this; how could I pretend nothing happened? From childhood to now, I've never been spoken to like this before; everyone says I'm a good child, they praise me, no one has ever said I'm bad. On what basis does she say that about me? As she said this, I increasingly felt wronged, tears falling helplessly.

I really felt so wronged, so wronged. When Zhong An Mama said that to my face, at that moment I really wanted to cry, I really wanted to cry; if I had really cried then, I would have definitely lost face big time; I held it in, and that feeling stayed pent up in my heart.

Now that I've said it out loud and started crying, I feel much better inside.

Alright, don't cry, just treat her words as a fart; as long as you think you're not that kind of person, that's fine, and I also think you're not that kind of person, right? Ahao saw me crying, obviously he felt a bit guilty.

But if it were you, being scolded and insulted in front of so many people, and those people are all acquaintances, some strangers, yet they're all from the same school, they all know me, it's spread around the school—how could I face anyone? I cried more and more, feeling increasingly heartbroken.

Alright, stop crying, aren't you very strong? Ahao said, then he put his arms around me, letting me lean against his chest and cry.

I didn't resist; I was very sad, leaning on my friend's chest for a moment—it's no big deal.

Leaning in his embrace, I cried harder and harder until his clothes were soaked with my tears; only when I was exhausted from crying did I pull away from his hug, hastily wiping my tears and saying, "Thank you."

Sigh, why be so formal with me? Between friends, do we need to be this polite? Don't you feel better after crying? Ahao said while wiping away my tears.

This time, he didn't use a tissue to wipe me; instead, he directly used his hand to help wipe away my tears.