He can't cry.

Life is not yet bitter enough to cry.

Bai Cheng washed his face, quickly packed up and returned to his room, only to see Bai Jing sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging his legs and whimpering softly.

Seeing that someone pushed the door in, Bai Jing raised his head in fear, and saw that it was Baicheng's tears before continuing to fall: "Brother, shall we escape? Mom always beats us."

He was so sad that he trembled as he spoke.

Other families have gentle parents. Only he has nothing.

"

He glanced at the books on the table, and paused: "I will go to work as soon as I graduate from high school, and then the pressure on my mother will not be as great as it is now."

She will turn into the original gentle appearance.

"I'm going to work too!" Bai Jing said quickly.

"No, you have to study hard." Bai Cheng scratched his nose, and his face became stern, "Your brother, I have nothing to do, and my grades are not good. You can't learn from me."

Bai Jing puffed out a small face, his eyes were still red, and he pouted reluctantly: "But brother, your grades in junior high school are obviously very good."

"It won't work until high school, many don't understand." Bai Cheng said casually, sitting at the desk with Bai Jing in his arms, watching him look wronged for a while, rubbing his head and saying:

"I came back with good grades in the final exam this time. My brother will treat you to something delicious."

Who would have thought that Bai Jing rubbed his tearful eyes, lowered his head and muttered, "You lie to children."

He knew that the money from Baicheng's part-time job on weekends was used to buy vegetables, and he didn't have much money left on him.

Bai Cheng couldn't help laughing out loud, and reassured that he would definitely treat him to delicious Bai Jing before he finally opened the book and read it with a very reluctant expression.

Watching Bai Jing come out from the shadow of fear and start reading, Bai Cheng found the needle and thread, lowered his head and sewed the torn school uniform.

Their father went to prison in his third year of junior high school, and it is not easy for his mother to persist until now.

So even if his mother did something to him, he would not hate him.

With him, I won't let my mother hurt my brother. He will protect my brother and my mother.

Opening his mouth and biting off the thread, he put down the school uniform and touched the words on the back of the school uniform.

Thinking about Sun Ya's situation getting worse and worse, he felt that he might not be able to wait for graduation.

Anyway, his grades are not good now, and he will only make other students feel uncomfortable in school. It is better to drop out of school and work part-time to make money first.

I don't know why he suddenly remembered that Mo Li was also for others and gave up the best learning environment with teachers. For a while, he felt that the two of them were in a similar situation.

Thinking of Mo Li, I remembered the review he was going to write for Mo Li, pulled up a chair and sat beside Bai Jing, and started writing after I made the draft in my heart.

The first year of high school couldn't find a part-time job outside because of his young age. In order to make money, he helped others to write reviews and the like, and he has rich experience.

Bai Jing on the side glanced at Baicheng's hand-written characters, and then looked at his own dog crawling characters, silently biting the pen.

I didn't know what I was thinking, my eyes were wet all of a sudden, and I eagerly looked at Baicheng Road:

"Brother, am I really a dragging oil bottle?"

Baicheng's subordinates paused, poked Baijing's head with his left hand, and said with a straight face: "What nonsense, my brother Baicheng is better than anyone else, do you know?"

Bai Jing's eyes lit up immediately after hearing this, and he threw himself into Bai Cheng's arms and hugged him tightly.

"The brother wants to stay with me all the time." He said coquettishly.

"Okay." Bai Cheng rubbed his head and laughed.