"I really ran out, and my dad didn't chase after me." Xiao Mo continued, "The rain was heavy. It wasn't like now when you could have money with you; back then, I had nothing, just a rebellious streak."
"Did you sleep under the bridge?"
"Initially, that was the plan, but it was too cold outside, so I went to a friend's house."
"Why did you get mad at your dad?" Xia Chuqing asked.
"The old man was so annoying. He always thought he was right and I was wrong, like I was unable to discern right from wrong. Always praised other kids in front of me, saying I should learn from them, or else I'd amount to nothing in life!" Xiao Mo said, "That day, I had the guts to say, 'You're not exactly successful at your age,' and he looked like he wanted to eat me alive."
As Xiao Mo spoke, he started to laugh, and Xia Chuqing laughed too.
The pain in their hearts lightened significantly.
