If the child hadn't been so serious as he recalled and recounted everything, Xie Chuchu would have burst out laughing.
What kind of bizarre and tragic experience was that?
Xie Chuchu actually thought it was for the best that Xue Jiamin had forgotten that memory.
Though, listening to him now, she felt a little mean for wanting to laugh.
But for a child, that experience hadn't been a happy memory.
It must have been terrifying.
If it was a frightening memory, why remember it?
Wasn't it better to forget?
It wasn't the kind of memory you had to hold on to, even if it hurt...
Anyway, he'd remembered it now.
Xie Chuchu didn't understand what was bothering Xue Jiamin.
"So what?"
"What are you getting so worked up about?"
It was keeping the kid from concentrating even while he practiced piano.
Though she didn't like him much...
After all, bratty kids were so annoying.
Still, she knew how much effort he put into practicing.
Her mother brought up his progress every so often, after all.
She said he practiced piano diligently and worked very hard.
But the kid had talent.
She said their family might have a pianist one day...
She was good at her studies.
But she had no talent for the arts.
She couldn't even sing well enough for karaoke.
Never mind any other, more sophisticated art forms.
She had no aptitude for any of them.
Her mother always said she'd put all her talent into studying.
And she would reply, "Isn't that a good thing?"
Her mother would nod and say it was.
She'd say being good at one thing was better than knowing a little about everything but excelling at nothing.
Ahem~
She was getting off topic.
Anyway, what she meant was that