"Huh."

Jiang Chen replied to Xie Jingchen with a sneer.

After a while, he added: "Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back."

Hearing this, Xie Jingchen's doubts became even stronger.

He didn't want to talk to Jiang Chen about the ten years he had spent looking for him, and he didn't want to care about how much he had paid for him.

That kind of self-touching of calculating gains and losses, Xie Jingchen doesn't need it. He can take responsibility for the choices he makes.

But he wanted to know, so he asked, "Can you tell me why you hate me so much?" I asked myself, I've always been nice to you, I've never done anything sorry for you, how can I make you hate you to this extent?"

Xie Jingchen's voice was slightly low.

Facing Jiang Chen, he didn't hide his doubts.

Jiang Chen looked at Xie Jingchen and looked at him deadly, "You really don't notice it at all?"

"I take you with me wherever I go, I take care of your emotions, I make them stop laughing at you......" Xie Jingchen said, his brows furrowed more and more, and then he shut up.

He also seemed to realize something.

Jiang Chen suddenly felt a little bored at this time.

He blinked, his hair tickled his face, and suddenly he was a little deflated.

Sighing as if there was nothing, Jiang Chen licked his lips and finally took the initiative to speak.

"Remember the first time we met?

At that time, you were eight years old and I was five years old, and your parents brought you to my house.

My father praised you, saying that you are good-looking and very smart, and you will definitely be very promising in the future and can carry forward the Xie family.

Your father was also polite, and praised me for my good looks, praised me for being quiet, and said that it would be nice if you could be as well-behaved as me.

Then my father said, "This boy is not very well-behaved, and if he had not been sick, he would have been less troublesome than yours!"

All of a sudden, your parents, and my parents, started talking about my stammering.

As they talked, they looked at me with that kind of regretful, pitiful look, as if I had some terminal illness that was going to die, as if I was destined to have a good future in my life."

Jiang Chen's gaze finally moved away from Xie Jingchen's face, he lowered his head and found a focus point on the table, his thoughts seemed to be a little empty.

"From that day on, my father always asked me to follow you, always saying to me, 'You should learn more from other people,' and my mother always said to me, 'If only you didn't have this problem,' and then I had a younger brother.

I know that your father is very strict with you, asking you to learn piano, mathematics, dance, violin, private tutors from celebrities, and you are required to excel in all aspects.

My father was like this, and he was like this to Jiang Li, who asked him to go to various classes when he was in kindergarten, and most importantly, there was a special speech class.

To me, they just said, "You just have to be healthy."

They don't expect me to inherit the family business anyway, so it doesn't matter if I'm good or not.

But I'm just a little stammering! I'm just stumbling a little bit!

Why just because of a disease that can be improved the day after tomorrow, and may even be cured, and is not a serious illness, I am directly sentenced to death!

Why are you sure that I am not as good as you or Jiang Li just because I can't speak well?"

Xie Jingchen listened quietly, and seemed to want to say something in the middle, but he stopped talking.

Jiang Chen ignored him, and continued, "So I envy you very much.

I've always envied you, that you're an only child, that your parents have so much hope of you." Speaking of this, Jiang Chen suddenly laughed a little self-deprecatingly, "Maybe I envy you a little, you are a "normal" and "healthy" person."

"After I went to school, my parents sent me to your school, and gave gifts to your family, hoping that you would take care of me more in school.

You too, your parents asked you to take care of me, and you come every day

Find me in the lower grades.

However, you don't know that the more you pay attention to me, the more special I appear, and the more conspicuous my flaws become.

When you couldn't see me, the teacher called me away and asked me what was wrong with me, and my classmates surrounded me and asked me what was different about me and how I needed to be taken care of by so many people.

So, Jiang Chen is a little stammer, and the whole grade knows about it.

Rumors are such a thing, and the more they spread, the more outrageous they become.

That day, you and your group of followers came to bring me food, and after you left, the classmates in our class said to the rest of the class, "Don't play with Jiang Chen! I've heard that Jiang Chen has some kind of illness, and he is very easy to die!"

The word that I am prone to death is getting more and more outrageous, that I will die if I don't eat chocolate for a day, that I will foam at the mouth if I speak more than a hundred words, that my disease is contagious, and that no one can touch me without the permission of my family."

Xie Jingchen's expression sank.

He didn't know what Jiang Chen said.

He...... Some blame yourself.

"If you want to say that they are bullying me, that's not true.

No one hit me, no one scolded me, they would just deliberately learn me to speak in front of me, and after learning, they would laugh and laugh.

Until one day, I don't know which stupid beep, said that I had AIDS outside, and said that AIDS would die when I touched it, and said that you were vaccinated so you were fine.

Such a brainless rumor, anyone with a little common sense would not believe it, but all of them believed it.

No, or maybe they don't care if the rumor is true or not, they just want to have fun.

Have fun with me, pretend to touch me casually at the end of class, then scream and jump away, take the place that touched me, and wipe it on someone else.

Touch, scream, touch, scream.

They came up with some kind of curse-like pathogen, and I used it as a source of disease, playing a game of spreading the virus."

"Why didn't you tell me then? Aren't they bullying? Isn't cold violence violence?"

Xie Jingchen interjected, and he felt a little angry when he heard it.

Jiang Chen raised his head when he heard this, "Tell you? Didn't I tell you? I said they were playing games on me and made me unhappy, what did you say?

You'll just say, ah, Chen, you can't be so introverted, you have to be gregarious, talk to them more, talking more is good for your stammer......

What's the use of telling you?!"

Xie Jingchen was stunned.

He is older than Jiang Chen, and when he was in elementary school, when he saw the conflict between Jiang Chen and his classmates, he only thought it was a child's play.

The senior students feel that the lower grades are naïve, and they are all like this.

The anger in my heart has not disappeared, but there is nowhere to vent.

Speaking of details, wasn't his self-righteousness at the beginning also the driving force behind causing harm to Jiang Chen?