Bravely gathering his courage, he lifted his head and met Jiang Xiaoxiao's gentle eyes, and Baozi deflated all at once.
"Mom, it was me who encouraged Tang Yuan to start the fire! I made fun of him for not being able to do anything, laughed at him for being afraid of being punished by his parents, and that's why he did it."
Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't speak for a long time.
Baozi closed his eyes, knowing nobody likes children who do bad things.
"I'll leave right away, I won't lead Tang Yuan astray."
The other moms were the same toward him; nobody likes bad children.
He is truly a bad child through and through.
Jiang Xiaoxiao turned away, shoulders slumped.
Baozi pouted, knowing he'd be sleeping on the street tonight.
He wasn't afraid.
It wasn't as if he hadn't slept there before.
Maybe by pretending to be a homeless child, a kind person might take him in for a night.
Of course, it could also be a human trafficker.
He didn't care.
Even traffickers could take him in.
