One hundred and eighty-five

In order to take care of Jiang Chen, Xie Jingchen specially checked it back then, until although the stammering is not easy to cure, it can be improved by improving his psychological state, enhancing his self-confidence, and removing the sense of tension.

Therefore, Xie Jingchen has always advised Jiang Chen to talk more, try more, play more with other children, and always persuade him to be more gregarious, and not to stay alone all the time.

However, if you force yourself to be gregarious, but you have to wronged yourself, isn't that more than worth the loss?

It's a pity that when I was young, I didn't understand this.

Jiang Chen was still talking, "You were okay when you were at school, and they didn't dare to make trouble where you could see it.

If you make a fuss, they are afraid of offending you, and they are also afraid of offending the Xie family behind you.

Heh, but obviously I am the Jiang family, and our Jiang family is no worse than your Xie family, but they just dare, they can, they just find opportunities to humiliate me in that playful way every day.

I also figured out that all the humiliation I received was indulged by you, and by my good "parents".

If they hadn't given up on me, if they valued me, if I were the only heir to the Jiang family, would I still have suffered this?"

Jiang Chen's emotions were a little excited.

The memories of the past are not good, even if they turn into scars and hide them in my heart, when they are turned out, they will hurt again and again.

There are always people who say that you have to reconcile with the past and learn to forgive. But how do you reconcile and ask people to forgive?

Obviously I didn't do anything wrong, I obviously suffered so much hurt, but I still have to forgive?

It is impossible to forgive in this life. Jiang Chen has always thought so.

"Also, after you went to middle school, they got even harder, pushed me harder when they were 'playing', and the rumors spread widely.

As long as I wasn't in class, as long as someone saw me in my spare time, someone would come and push me.

They found out that my family didn't care about me, and found that bullying me would not attract the Jiang family's retaliation, so they intensified it.

Throwing my books, stuffing garbage into my desk, sticking stickers behind my back, everything is "children's play".

I'll never forget when I went to the bathroom between classes and was pushed in the back and I peed on my pants and shoes.

I can't forget that when I told my good father about it, he looked at me with that kind of indifference, saying that it was all because I was incompetent, so I deserved it.

"Look at Xie Jingchen! Look at your brother again! How can I, Jiang Zhenghong, have a useless son like you!"

That's what he always said."

Jiang Chen's handcuffed hands clenched fiercely, holding his nails into his flesh, as if the pain in his body could slightly relieve the pain in his heart.

"I hate, I hate to death! How can you make me not hate you! Why don't I hate you!"

Those experiences, speaking of which, are just words, but those were the six years that Jiang Chen had really experienced, the six years that were unforgettable, and the six years that tortured him so much.

Xie Jingchen couldn't empathize, but he could imagine the grievances Jiang Chen had suffered.

Over the years, he has seen a lot of written and real cases, but he never thought that he was so close to him, his own hair, and the younger brother he had been taking care of, had also experienced this.

He, the man who promised to "take care", didn't notice it at all.

I opened my mouth, I had a lot to say, and finally I said "...... I'm sorry."

Unexpectedly, hearing his apology, Jiang Chen was even more excited.

He slammed the table hard, "I don't want you to apologize!"

Jiang Chen's green tendons on his neck burst out, and he stared at Xie Jingchen tightly, his eyes were red, "I can't wait for you to die!" I will never forgive you!"

Xie Jingchen didn't persuade him, but just changed the topic.

Hateful people may indeed have pity, but pity does not mean that they can harm innocent people.

There is resentment and revenge, Xie Jingchen can understand that Jiang Chen hates him and hates Jiang

Li, hates his parents, even if Jiang Chen attacks him, he feels that it is good to let the law judge, and there is no resentment.

Jiang Li hasn't woken up until now, if it weren't for Xie Jingchen's medication for testing, if it wasn't for the timely rescue, Jiang Li might really be brain dead.

Isn't Jiang Li innocent? What's wrong with Jiang Li?

"You hate me, I admit it. But that's not a reason for you to break the law and commit a crime. Feng Zhongxing was instructed by you, right? and Fang Ling before, An Ruqiao has no grievances with you, why did you kill her?"

Isn't An Ruqiao innocent? An Ruqiao didn't even have any intersection with Jiang Chen, what was wrong with her?

Now that the law is also advancing with the times, it is much easier, Jiang Chen's own family is rich and connected, he can use other ways to take revenge on the people who bullied him before, so he has to commit a crime?

Do you have to kill?

"Distressed?" Jiang Li sneered, "How long have you known her? So soon to be so towards her?

Who told her to stand in my way?

In the past, you pressed me everywhere, and when I went to RL, I had to have An Ruqiao on my head!

You two are really dog men and women, no wonder you can walk together!

I want to get it, I'll find a way to get it myself, what's wrong with me?!"

"There are good and bad methods! There are also high and low means! Besides, you're RL! Even if I'm at fault, Jiang Li is at fault, your parents are at fault, and your sister-in-law is at fault! Are you worthy of your sister-in-law's spirit in the sky?"

Xie Jingchen also patted the table, and his palms were red.

Hearing the word "sister-in-law", Jiang Chen was also silent.

After a while, Jiang Chen spoke.

「…… If I become a prophet, I will avenge my sister-in-law."

"Do you believe it? How can you take revenge?"

It was at this time that Wang Jibing knocked on the door.

Wang Jibing brought in a person.

It was a man, his hair that had been untidy for a long time was messy and scattered, and there was a little moisture.

The clothes on my body were wrinkled, and there was a musty smell of not seeing the sun for too long.

The shoes on my feet were a little peeling, and I didn't wear socks.

His beard was unshaven, and his lips were dry and peeling.

I could see that I rushed out of the door and didn't take much time to deal with it.

As soon as he entered the interrogation room, the man couldn't wait to open his mouth, "Xiao Jing...... Ahem, are you telling the truth? What did you find? Tonight, she ......."

His voice was hoarse, hoarse like sandpaper rubbing against a blackboard, like a gear that had rusted for decades, and it hurt people's ears to hear it.

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned when he saw Jiang Chen clearly.

The whole person froze, his bloodshot eyes stared at Jiang Chen, his mouth opened and closed, and even made a "ho-ho" sound like a zombie in the movie.

When Jiang Chen saw him, he was also stunned for a long time.

Finally, it was Jiang Chen who opened his mouth first.

「…… Uncle, how can you ......?"