The Deepest, Most Repressed Secret (13)

  Lucy Yang sensed something was off and knew that if she continued to ask, Lin Yishu would explode, and all her resentment would be vented on her. But there was no way around it, she was too curious, and her curiosity had gotten the better of her.

  "Don't you know either?" Lucy Yang asked cautiously, preparing herself for Lin Yishu's outburst at any moment.

  However, Lin Yishu did not explode. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, it was clear that she was trying to calm herself down. Lin Yishu's heart must have been stormy, but she didn't want to show it in front of others, especially in front of Lu Xiyang.

  After all, if it weren't for Lucas Yang, Lin Yixuan would have been expelled long ago.

  "I only remember that I was eleven years old that year, and when my big uncle and I went to his house to pick up his mother, his first reaction upon seeing me was to pick up a stone from the ground and slash it across my face." Lin Yishu's voice was very soft, so soft that Lucas felt that if he wasn't careful, she would shatter into pieces.

  Lucy Yang didn't speak, she could tell that Lin Yishu still had something to say: "You know? My first reaction when I saw him was that I must become good friends with him. Because he looked really too good-looking, just like a boy who walked out of a comic book. Really, up until now I still can't believe such a beautiful boy would ruin my face and do something like this to me."

  Lucy Yang didn't believe it either. But facts are in front of our eyes, more convincing than eloquence.

  "Are you and he related?" Lucy Yang asked.

  "How is that possible?" Lin Yishu immediately explained: "Later I found out that his mother and my uncle were in a relationship, and my uncle was the one who took her away."

  So that's how it is. Duan Chenliang said his mother ran off with another man, and that man was Lin Yishu's eldest uncle.

  It seems that Lucas Yang understood something. At that time, Lin Yishu and Duan Chenliang were still so young, the world of children was originally very simple, love is love, hate is hate, never hesitating between love and hate. At that time, when faced with a man who took away his own mother, how could Duan Chenliang not hate?

  He knew he was just a little kid, no match for a grown man, so of course he would target the little girls by the men's side. When he saw Lin Yishu, he must have thought, like any normal child, that his mother must prefer the girl in front of her and didn't want him, so he believed that if he destroyed the things his mother liked better than him, she would stay with him.

  But anyway, Lin Yishu was unfortunate. She shouldn't have appeared in front of Duan Chenliang with her eldest uncle that day. She shouldn't have been involved in that farewell, and it wasn't the pain she should have borne.

  Perhaps out of sympathy, Lucas Yang suddenly felt that Lin Yishu's actions were not excessive either. However, when would the cycle of revenge end? Duan Chenliang didn't know that Lin Yishu was innocent, and while Lin Yishu resented him, he also hated Lin Yishu.

  Lucy Yang thought she had analyzed it very reasonably, rubbed her itchy nose, and when she looked at Lin Yishu again, she suddenly remembered that Lin Yixuan had said she was very smart. At this moment, for the first time, she felt that she was indeed a clever child.

  Lucy Yang said faintly to Lin Yishu: "If I'm not mistaken, those photos and messages on our school's BBS were all posted by you."

  There was no blame or sympathy in his tone, Lucas Yang simply told Lin Yishu that he knew, that's all. Just knowing, nothing more.

  As Lucien Yang had expected, Lin Yishu nodded frankly, her voice still full of resentment: "Yes, I will never let him be idolized in your school again."

  All the resentment in Lin Yishu's heart erupted in this sentence, and Lucas Yang was shocked and trembling with fear, but also felt helpless. In Lucas Yang's eyes, Lin Yishu lived unhappily, and Duan Chenliang also lived unhappily. And this unhappiness would continue indefinitely.

  After all, all ordinary people in this world, as long as there is still resentment in their hearts, will not live a happy life.