"Wh-what?"
A stunned look crossed Jiang Zhengze's face. For a moment, he could hardly believe his ears or what he had just heard.
"A dead dad, a mom who ran off, grandparents who toiled to raise you, a broken home, a broken you. You really are pitiful."
Ye Yizhou tilted his head at Jiang Zhengze and gave a meaningful chuckle.
It was clearly a more concise summary, yet somehow, Jiang Zhengze heard mockery in Ye Yizhou's words.
Jiang Zhengze watched Ye Yizhou without speaking. First he said he was playing the victim, then he said he really was pitiful. For a moment, he could not figure out what Ye Yizhou meant.
"Don't you know why Jiang Shouyi treated you that way?"
Ye Yizhou stopped beating around the bush.
Jiang Zhengze: !!
"You remember me!" Jiang Zhengze had not expected Ye Yizhou to actually remember him. Excitement flared for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.
"Then you should remember what happened back then, too. You saw for yourself how they drenched me in water and nearly shoved my face into a disgusting urinal. Do you think like they do, that it was my fault I was bullied, because otherwise, why wouldn't they bully someone else? Is that it?"
Hearing Jiang Zhengze question him from the moral high ground, Ye Yizhou could not help laughing.
"If I'd ever thought for even a second that the victim was to blame, I wouldn't have bothered getting involved, and all those people wouldn't have gotten beaten up. Understand?"
Of course Jiang Zhengze knew Ye Yizhou did not think that way, because he had secretly followed him. Ye Yizhou had helped many people who were being bullied.
Unlike certain disgusting teachers and parents, Ye Yizhou never started by assuming that someone being bullied must have