On April 11, 2016, Chiba worked hard to write "Sequel, Heartwarming History Revision" from a very objective point of view on the topic of his own heart-warming history.

Heartbeat History II

In junior high school and high school, I got better grades, and I entered the class with the best grades at that time, and I basically studied hard all day long, except for those people I knew well, who often fought and communicated, and had an impression of people who were outstanding in a certain aspect, everyone else basically could not be called a specific person, but only a head, because I had no detailed observation of them. So nothing happens emotionally at this stage.

I only remember, in junior high school, once a girl hit me when playing with a water gun, and then I threw a chalk head at her, maybe it hurt a lot, and then things got bigger, that person seemed to have repeated a grade later, and I don't know what the reason was, and once after eating, I didn't run directly into the classroom to read a book as usual, but went downstairs to play chess with a few classmates, whoever hit it was whoever, many people in the class laughed at me in the corridor, to see how he could go down to play games, Didn't he sit in the classroom all the time, and a lot of people were talking about me that day.

When I was in high school, I was scared when I saw a girl, I was uncomfortable when I saw a girl, and I wanted to hide when I saw a girl I knew, but they took the initiative to greet me, it should have been a big blow in the second year of junior high school, I felt that all the people abandoned me, so the inherent concept suddenly blackened, the heart was directly distorted, and the whole person was directly broken, I thought like this at the time, "You all abandoned me, it was you who told me that I was different from others", so since then, I rarely play with my childhood friends in the village anymore, and I never go to cameos anymore, in school, I am strict with myself all day long, I sit in the classroom all day and watch this and that, and when I go home, I stay in the hut all day to dismantle things and repair things, watch animation, watch TV, I already like physics, I like motors and generators, I have done several games myself, and I have a good electrical appliance at home that was broken by me. I don't know why.,I also started writing a diary in the second year of junior high school.,The junior high school homeroom teacher once read my one.,About the diary of fully feeling the indifference and hatred of society in the world.,I don't know when he read it.,I guess I saw it secretly.,He also peeked at a diary about a boy and a girl who took the wrong bowl when they were eating and chased each other to the back mountain.,Later, I told him that I copied it.,Not about myself.,As for the previous one, he didn't accuse me of anything.,Just said,So you think so. and smiled at me.

In college, a lot of things happened, before I entered the school, I told myself that I would never fall in love, but then a lot of things happened, and I was involved in it, and I had the impression that I had tried my best, and I was helpless to develop in a good direction.

(The following is segmented according to her, not by time)