"Brother." My younger sister ran toward me and threw herself into my arms.
I felt her trembling slightly. She must have been scared.
"Let's go home." All I could do was put an arm around her shoulders and pat her head.
"Why did he do that...?" my sister murmured.
I couldn't answer her.
That boy had broken down emotionally in that moment and done something irrational.
In those circumstances, it wasn't surprising that someone would act that way. It wasn't surprising that the police had shot him, either.
This probably wasn't the first time something like this had happened, and it wouldn't be the last.
Quite a few of these students would probably develop similar feelings, or perhaps some other extreme emotion.
I was worried about my sister, but I didn't know what to do.
I'd witnessed plenty of supernatural events myself and experienced fear and anger, but so much had happened over the past year that there hadn't been time for any of those emotions to take hold.
I could feel that I was constantly being pushed forward.
At first, Ye Qing had pushed me along. Now it was the changing world that was forcing me to keep moving.
I had little time to think.
"It's over now." My words sounded feeble. "That was just someone who couldn't see a way out. When something like this happens, calm down and think carefully about what you can do and what you should do... There's no problem that can't be solved. Everything will be all right."
My sister looked at me and forced a smile. "Brother, don't worry. I won't do anything stupid."
"Mm, I'm not worried." I tugged at the corner of my mouth and gave her a strained smile in return.
I remembered what had happened to my sister