Yet this boy, whose temperament was so mild that he seemed to have no principles at all, could beat an innocent stray cat to death with his own hands.
And without the slightest sense of guilt.
"Is it not enough?"
The bewilderment and irritation in the boy's eyes deepened.
"Then what do you want me to do?"
"How about this..."
"Go talk to those friends of yours from earlier first."
"Tell them what you really think."
"How does that sound?"
Xiao Xiao spoke in an inquiring tone.
He had no intention of forcing the boy.
To be honest, if the boy had not vented his temper on innocent cats, dogs, and monsters, how he chose to get along with his friends was his own business.
The boy was no longer a child.
He should take responsibility for his words and actions.
Besides, to the boy... he was merely a stranger.
He had no need to meddle in other people's business.
Nor did he have the right to meddle.
"Not drinking?"
Xiao Xiao did not hurry the boy for an answer.
He pointed at the untouched orange juice in front of him. "Don't you like orange juice?"
The boy blankly shook his head.
His mind was filled with what Xiao Xiao had just said.
He...
He lowered his head.
Slowly, he took a sip of the orange juice.
The cold liquid slid across his mouth, making his body shudder involuntarily.
"It's getting late."
The corners of Xiao Xiao's eyes curved slightly. "You should go home."
Feng Ji subconsciously glanced at his watch.
Then an anxious look appeared on his face. "I have to go home."
His family had not been so strict with him before.
But ever since they had taken him to see a psychologist,