Chapter 8 (1/2)

”Bang...”

”Back? Read, I'm tired of reading today. What would you like to drink, mom

Outside the house came Fu Cuihua's voice, and then Zhang Nian's impatient voice: ”what can I do for you? It's not like that. I'm going to take the college entrance examination soon. I'm upset.”

Jun porcelain opened her eyes from the state of false sleep, and a faint light flashed through her pupils.

The high school they attended recently will have the college entrance examination in three months.

Jun CI stays in the ordinary high school pressure is not so big, but Zhang Nian, who was not so good, went to No. 1 middle school.

Learning pressure is very big, around is better than her learning bully, a little pay attention to her even at the bottom of the grade.

Under such a state of pressure, Zhang Nian brought his own injustice and unwillingness back from school, and he would vent himself on Junci.

”Mom's ready to eat. If you're hungry, sit down and eat. I'll call your dad.”

”Why are you cooking? What's that trash doing? ”

Zhang Nian's tone was extremely unhappy, and Jun porcelain was nothing but rubbish in her eyes.

Say, still have heavy footstep sound with close to Jun porcelain door.

”No, read it.” Fu Cuihua seemed to hold Zhang Nian: ”he was beaten by your father yesterday. He woke up just now. He seems to have some physical problems. Let him rest for a while. What's going on? Your father has to deal with it.”

”Hiss.” Zhang Nian scorned to sneer: ”how did not kill?”

But the sound of footsteps is gone.

In the dark, Jun porcelain aroused a sneer.

I'm dead. You little son of a bitch, can you still study here?

She turned over and sat up from the bed, and the palm of her hand, which had always been in the corner where the sun was shining, was taken back.

The U-shaped symbol on the palm seems to be bright, like a common tattoo.