ABRWF Chapter 137.2

She sighed and said sadly, “I have been hiding something from you all. According to the diagnosis of a psychiatrist, I suffer from severe depression. When I am ill, I just want to stab people. But I definitely don’t do it on purpose. I am just a patient. I can’t stand being provoked. Can you understand my pain?”

Everyone: “…”

Help, could they understand?

Which person with depression would stab others when they have an attack?

Wasn’t it all suicide!

Seeing the whole classroom was silent, Jiang Nanshu snorted with some dissatisfaction: “Huh? Are you all mute? My depression is about to attack again.”

Everyone had never spoken so unanimously: “Understand! I totally understand!”

Jiang Nanshu was relieved: “Then the school leaders…”

Everyone: “This matter has nothing to do with you. You are the victim!!!”

This was a unified confession.

Jiang Nanshu smiled with relief. The atmosphere in the class was still very harmonious.

She fell in love with reading.

Unity and friendship are the qualities that students in her Broadcasting Department should have.

Jiang Nanshu looked at Hu Ying again: “Squad leader, what do you think?”

Hu Ying: “…”

She held the back of her head and stood up, her voice stiff: “I think the same as them… You are innocent.”

She was dirty. She was unconscionable.

She had to surrender in front of evil forces.

In her eyes, Jiang Nanshu was now scarier than a ghost.

She was a little scared, not knowing whether she should listen to Lin Yueyue and continue to target Jiang Nanshu.

“I am very happy that you trust me. You are all my good classmates.” Jiang Nanshu was very touched.

She still remembered that in her original world, she was deeply involved in the scandal of arson that killed her parents. After self-proofing, she proved that the fire was an accident. She sent her younger brother to a mental hospital herself. She came out of the detention center and went back to school.

That was the aristocratic school that Zhou Yanxu arranged for her before his death.

That year, she had just entered high school. The children who attended private aristocratic schools were either rich or noble. Jiang Nanshu lost Zhou Yanxu, the mountain, and was like a lamb falling into a pack of wolves.

At that time, many people didn’t like her, scolding her for being an orphan and a parasite stuck to the Zhou family. They scribbled and splashed red ink on her seat.

Those years were even worse than what Xu Xi experienced.

Jiang Nanshu was forgetting in her mind.

Because she remembered that there was only one ordinary night when she took the kitchen knife hidden in her school bag and cut off the fingers of a group of hooligans who surrounded her like a wolf cub.

She also broke an arm and fell seriously ill.

After she recovered from the illness, she signed up for a martial arts class.

From then on, she knew that in this world, only she could protect herself.

Zhou Yanxu taught her to be tolerant and gentle to the world, but he did not teach her how to protect herself.

Only by fighting back, fighting back desperately, would they be afraid and surrender.

“Jiang Jiang, you can’t play with knives. It’s very dangerous.”

Jiang Nanshu was also brought back to her senses by Xu Xi’s voice.

Xu Xi cleaned up the mess and walked forward.

She pulled out the knife that was stuck on the table. Looking at the hole that had suddenly appeared on the neat table, she shook her head helplessly and threw it into the trash can.

The knife fell into the trash can in a parabola shape.

“Bad luck!”

Xu Xi moved a new chair and said, “This table was also broken by Cheng An. I’ll apply for a new one later. Just sit here for now.”

She looked at the notebook torn in half on Jiang Nan’s desk, looked at her handwriting, rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and praised: “Wow, how can your handwriting be so beautiful! It’s comparable to that of a contemporary calligraphy master. It’s a pity that this notebook is broken. I’ll go with you to buy a new one after class.”

 

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The author has something to say:

Xiao Jiang: Oh, it’s so annoying to have depression!

Everyone: Are you sure you are suffering from depression?

 

 

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