No matter how hard his father struggled, he was still dragged away helplessly in the end.
Sister Xiuer actually burst into tears. It was the first time I had ever seen her cry. I was already ten years old, yet I was still a bit shorter than her. Sister Xiuer was so consumed by her grief that it was a pure reflex on my part to go and comfort her. As a result, I wrapped both arms around Sister Xiuer and pulled her directly against my chest.
Sister Xiuer hadn't paid attention at first, entirely lost in her sorrow and letting out her inner emotions. But the moment I pulled her into my embrace, she snapped out of it with a violent start, struggled with all her might, and leaped several yards away in a single bound.
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