"Zhao Datu, if you don't want people to know, then don't do it. Do you want Axiang to jump into the well again? She was saved this time, but what if she couldn't be saved? Would you be at peace? Have you ever thought about what if Axiang really died? Her ghost would haunt you, claiming your life in your dreams every night, or she might turn into a vengeful ghost and haunt you every night. Then you'd be full of regret!" Xia Dabao's attitude was extremely serious.
Zhao Datu, looking at Xia Dabao again, said sheepishly, "I didn't think she would jump into the well at that time."
"You didn't think about it, do you know why? Because you're scum. You build your happiness on the suffering of others. That's why I hate you so much and want to beat you up every time I see you. You've never understood what responsibility means!" Xia Dabao told the raw truth.
"Dabao, you... In your eyes, am I really like that?" Zhao Datu looked very dejected.