Chapter 64 pt 1 (2/2)

So, knowing that there was a loophole in his words, Xue TingRang deliberately left a flaw. Maybe he felt that being like this was not his essence from the bottom of his heart.

The real him wouldn’t deal with people in this manner. He has always believed in hitting a snake seven inches in, or he will not strike at all 4. Once he strikes, he will kill, and he will not be soft, but this time he has avoided heavy punishment and instead gave a lighter punishment.

Just what is the real him? Xue TingRang fell into the feeling of confusion that has arisen from time to time since he had that dream.

He thought for a moment, or for a few moments, and then he smiled very complicatedly and said: “This young one wants to tell a story.”

“Speak.”

So Xue TingRang told a story.

This story was organized by him based on the information he had, and maybe it was mixed with some of his vague emotions, so he told it very devotedly and melancholically.

The protagonist of the story is a rural boy who grew up in a carefree field. Maybe life is not rich, but there is a father, a mother, and a grandmother who loves him, so his life was very happy.

This kind of life continued until he reached a sensible age. His poor but loving parents, suddenly felt that their son shouldn’t be a peasant forever, always facing the yellow earth with his back to the sky. Their son is so clever and smart. He should have a good future. Even if he can’t be an official, he can still open a private school and teach and educate people like the scholar in the neighboring village.

So his parents took their many years of savings and sent him to the village school to begin learning, and since then he started his journey in the company of books.

Only he knows how difficult it is for a child of a peasant family to study. Reluctant to waste pen and ink and feeling sorry for his parents who have to go to the fields to work in the hot summer, but he can sit in the house and read.

Sometimes he even complained a little about those books. If it weren’t for them, he wouldn’t be so guilty and helpless at all. He can help his parents work, and the family can still be like before.

Books are the root of all evil. He hates them, yet he is fascinated by them.

But soon he abandoned this useless idea. The family had already spent a lot of money for his studies. He couldn’t let the money go to waste, so he could only continue reading.

He finally changed from a child to a teenager.

He is knowledgeable and is considered a decent person in the village, but this is far from enough. The gentleman in the village school has no way to teach him. He needs to go to a better school to reach a higher level. This time his parents still supported him as always. In order to send him to the best school they knew, they even sold the land at home.

In this way, bearing the expectations of his whole family, he came to the academy that he had longed for.

And this academy was far less beautiful than he had imagined.

He is poor, so his clothes are always patched. The best clothes in his life is the student robe that his parents paid a lot of money for but was almost donated to him by the academy.

This student robe hides all his humbleness and timidity. He is like a snail, firmly, step by step, crawling towards his goal. If there was a storm on the way, he would subconsciously retract into that weak shell until it was calm outside, then came out cautiously and continued to climb forward.

However, it is clear that this world is very ruthless, and this school has a vicious habit, because the utilitarianism is hidden in the root, so the students are also so utilitarian. They despise poverty and despise the weak. They respect those rich children and turn their heads to bully classmates who are easy to bully.

And the worst things are those rich families who respect their own lives and regard other’s lives like grass. They laughed at him for fun. When they were in a good mood, they just made fun, and when they were in a bad mood, they used him as a punching bag.

He didn’t dare to say anything and he couldn’t say anything. He came with all the expectations of the family. He could only endure, and then one day he would leave here with his head high.

But obviously he underestimated the frightening, hideous nature of humans, and he killed himself.

The story came to an abrupt end.