The sight of blood stole all sense from my mind. Before I realized it, the boy in front of Jerry was already on the ground, pushed by my own hand.I didn't stop to think. I rushed to Jerry and brushed off the dust from his clothes, asking if he was hurt.Tears welled up in Jerry's eyes. My question only made them threaten to spill over.He clutched my neck tightly, burying his face in the crook of my shoulder.Seeing this, my heart ached even more."Kid, I'd better not catch you bullying Jerry again. Didn't your parents teach you to respect others and get along?" I asked sharply, turning toward the boy. But when my eyes landed on that delicate little face, I froze for a moment.It was Tristram.His brows were furrowed, his face full of indignation."So you don't want me anymore because you've got another kid outside?"I frowned at his words but didn't want to argue.I just picked up Jerry and prepared to leave.But as we were walking away, Tristram suddenly lunged forward,
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