Teacher Feng finally went to check the surveillance footage. The surveillance wasn’t comprehensive—some cameras were broken, and there were quite a few blind spots and dead zones. Today, all the children were dressed similarly, so reviewing the surveillance was like playing a matching game. Her eyes ached before she finally traced that Cheng Lele had last gone in the direction of the screening room.

Actually, they had come to this place earlier, but it was pitch black inside and they hadn’t heard any sounds, so they assumed no one was inside. This time, they had someone turn on the screening room lights. After entering, they discovered a huddled figure behind the door—it was Cheng Lele, who had cried herself unconscious.

Teacher Feng quickly carried Cheng Lele outside.

Cheng Lele was jolted awake by the rhythm of the running. She asked Teacher Feng hoarsely where they were going. Teacher Feng said they had to go to the hospital.

Cheng Lele shook her head: “I want to go home.”

“We’ll go home after the doctor examines you.”

Cheng Lele said embarrassedly near Teacher Feng’s ear: “I wet my pants. I want to go home and change clothes.”

Teacher Feng was taken aback: “How about having your mom bring clothes to the hospital, okay?”

Cheng Lele said: “That’s not necessary.”

As they were talking, the two emerged from the theater. Chen An saw Cheng Lele come out and, like a bolt of lightning, rushed off the vehicle before the supervising teacher could react. He whooshed to Cheng Lele’s side and smelled a pungent odor of urine. Looking up at Cheng Lele, he saw her face was pale and she kept her eyes lowered, not looking at him.

Chen An followed behind Teacher Feng, asking anxiously: “Is Lele okay?”

Teacher Feng was angry at herself for being careless, and also angry that Chen An didn’t act like a proper older brother. But Chen An was just a child not yet six years old—could she really blame him? Teacher Feng could only say: “Let’s go to the hospital first to check. You go home with the other children.”

“I’ll go too.”

Teacher Feng’s good temper was completely worn out: “What are you going there for? To cause more trouble?”

Chen An said firmly and earnestly: “I have to watch over my little sister. I swear I won’t run off again.”

Teacher Feng had no choice but to let the supervising teacher leave first, then notified Cheng Lele’s parents and took Chen An to the hospital together.

When Cheng Dong arrived, the emergency room examination was already complete. Cheng Lele was fine—just a bit frightened. She just needed to rest quietly at home.

Teacher Feng kept apologizing. Cheng Dong couldn’t say much more. Cheng Lele hung limply in Cheng Dong’s arms. Chen An stood beside them with his head down, peeling at his fingers. He was very remorseful. He knew he had made a huge mistake. If something had happened to Cheng Lele, he felt his grandmother would beat him to death.

And he realized that even if he were beaten to death, he would have nothing to say. It wouldn’t be unjust at all.

After returning home, Cheng Lele, who was supposedly “fine,” developed a high fever. After Chen An’s parents and Grandmother Chen learned of this incident, they administered a ruthless triple beating to Chen An. After the beating, the criminal Chen An was escorted by Grandmother Chen to Cheng Lele’s bedside.

When all the adults were out of the room, Chen An secretly held Cheng Lele’s hand and said: “Little Swallow, when you get better, Little Brother will take you out to play and never leave you behind again.”

Cheng Lele looked at Chen An in a daze and said: “Little Brother, I want to drink Wahaha.”

“Godmother won’t let you drink it.”

“But I want to drink it.”

“Alright. Wait for me.” Chen An went out and bought several bottles of AD calcium milk. He came home, took a thermos, and sneakily filled it with the milk. Then he pretended to go downstairs to give Cheng Lele water.

Cheng Lele also pretended as she sucked on the straw, her dark eyes gleaming with cunning. After drinking it all in one go, her mouth was as if smeared with honey: “Little Brother treats me the best.”

And just like that, they reconciled.

This time, the reconciliation was different from before. Chen An no longer racked his brains thinking of ways to torment his little sister. Cheng Lele wasn’t an aggressive child to begin with, so once Chen An let her be, she naturally let Chen An be as well.