The Healing Sunshine (一厘米的阳光)

Chapter 11.1 - The Reason to be Strong (1)

She opened the door. The lights in the living room shone brilliantly.

The television was shut off. Inside, it had still been noisy when Jǐ Yi unlocked the door with the key, but when she actually stepped into the home, quiet instantly fell. The living room was filled completely with people—people from the Wang family, Grandfather, Second [Paternal] Uncle and Second Aunt as well as her younger cousin-brother, Third [Paternal] Uncle and Third Aunt... and also Zhao Xiaoying and her mother. Everyone. Countless eyes looked towards her.

She set down her schoolbag and walked over. Seeing Wang Xingyu's mother, she was about to say something, but Wang Xingyu's mother was already charging over, shoving her into the couch and raising an arm to strike her.

Jǐ Yi fell into the couch seat, utterly stunned.

"Hey, how can you just go and start hitting someone?" Third Aunt wanted to stop her, but Third Uncle grabbed her by the arm. "What? No matter what, she's still a child of the Jǐ family..."

"No one is allowed to help her!"

The person with the highest authority in the Jǐ family had spoken.

Grandfather turned around, walked into the study, and slammed the door shut with a bang.

With those words, truly, no one dared to intervene anymore.

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It was actually Wang Xingyu's father who stopped his wife of his own accord. "Things are already as they are. There's no use hitting her!"

With swollen eyes, Wang Xingyu's mother glared hatefully at Jǐ Yi. "What did my child do to you? And then you dared to find a bunch of hooligans to try to beat him to death?!" As she spat out these words, she hurled a crumpled ball of paper into Jǐ Yi's face. It was the medical report.

Jǐ Yi slowly rose to her feet, her legs pressed tightly against the couch behind her, not daring to pick up the wad of paper that was on the floor.

Zhao Xiaoying was in her mother's embrace, and it was apparent that prior to Jǐ Yi's return, she had already received a berating. She stared, pale-faced, at Jǐ Yi. With great difficulty, she mustered her courage and said in a small voice, "It's Wang Xingyu who wanted to hit me. Jǐ Yi was helping me..."

Her mother pinched her arm viciously and snapped in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense! Do those hooligans have anything to do with you? Huh? How is it that you can just dare to say anything?"

With reddened eyes, Zhao Xiaoying bit down on her lip, not daring to say anything anymore.

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Jǐ Yi had originally thought there was still at least room for her to provide an explanation, but little had she known that what she faced was simply a one-sided denouncement.

Zhao Xiaoying had her mother to protect her. Wang Xingyu's parents were demanding justice for their child. Even Second Aunt was afraid that her son would be frightened and had brought Jǐ Yi's little cousin-brother into the study to stay away from everything. Only Jǐ Yi stood alone by the couch, without anyone to aid her.

She wanted to clarify how everything had begun and the development of the entire incident, but no one would give her the chance to do so.

Wang Xingyu's father had already jumped in and gained the advantage by speaking first, using the stern tone of a soldier to harshly reproach Jǐ Yi in front of everyone. His words were plain and clear. Wang Xingyu had been beaten very severely. He had even needed to undergo emergency resuscitation and nearly died on the operating table. Even now, though he had been saved, he still needed to temporarily suspend his studies to heal up and recuperate. It was not even certain whether he would be able to take part in the college entrance examinations.