CH 189 He Qianjian's Logic
Translated by The BL Muse (ko-fi)
The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, Jiang Chen appeared in front of He Qianjian on time.
He Qianjian's complexion looked better than yesterday, and the smile on his face was no longer forced, and became much more real.
"I’m ready."
Jiang Chen smiled and said: "I'm ready too."
A researcher untied He Qianjian's restraints. The doctor whispered a few instructions in Jiang Chen's ear, and then took him and He Qianjian to another fully enclosed laboratory with signal isolation. This was He Qianjian's request and under Jiang Chen's guarantee, the person in charge of the research area opened such a laboratory to them. Even so, there were still people heavily guarding the door. People from the Changjiang Project Team and the National Cyber Emergency Response Team were also stationed at the door in case of emergencies.
The heavy metal door closed behind Jiang Chen. He Qianjian sat on a special chair, turned around and looked at Jiang Chen who was assembling a computer.
"Yesterday you asked me if I regretted it." He Qianjian looked calm and his tone was difficult to distinguish any feelings: "I regret it."
Jiang Chen assembled everything in an orderly manner. Hearing this, he glanced in the direction of He Qianjian and hummed softly.
He Qianjian seemed dissatisfied with Jiang Chen's mild response and leaned forward: "Don't you want to ask me why I regret it and what I regret?"
Jiang Chen turned on the power and debugged the system.
"I'm not very interested."
He Qianjian's expression changed: "Then why did you ask me yesterday."
"Just a casual question." Jiang Chen replied casually.
He Qianjian's expression changed. Seeing that his attention was always on the computer, he said in a mocking tone: "Jiang Chen, do you think you are very smart?"
After making all preparations, Jiang Chen sat down on the chair prepared for him and faced He Qianjian: "You think so?"
He Qianjian's back molars grinded against each other. This was not an illusion, Jiang Chen had really changed a lot after not seeing each other for about a year. At least he would never have spoken so provocatively before. A year ago, he was still easy to control, but now he was elusive and difficult to read.
[Don’t have pointless arguments with him.] The System stopped He Qianjian and said: [Talk about other things and delay for another three minutes.]
He Qianjian pursed his lips and for some reason returned to the original topic: "Jiang Chen, do you know what I hate most about you?"
Jiang Chen didn't seem to notice He Qianjian's intention. He removed his hand from the keyboard and cooperated with He Qianjian: "What?"
"I hate that you are not satisfied. You take away other people's things and still look aggrieved. You want everyone to compensate you. You want money, status, and family love. You are greedy, but you never think that what you got is too much, you always think it is too little.”
Jiang Chen was truly surprised.
He could see from He Qianjian's expression that He Qianjian was being serious and truthful. In fact, before leaving yesterday, the reason he asked He Qianjian that question was indeed just because it was a question he suddenly thought of and voiced casually. But after asking, he realized he didn't really want to know. He admitted that he was prejudiced against He Qianjian and could never erase his prejudice against him. Because of this prejudice, he didn't believe that He Qianjian could regret it. If he had regretted it, he wouldn't have chosen to persecute He Qianmin after eliminating him as a threat in his previous life.
However, he could not have imagined that He Qianjian not only did not regret it, but could also confidently dump all the things he had done to him onto him, the victim, and even believed in what he said as a matter of course.
"What's that expression?" He Qianjian asked, "Do you think what I said is wrong?"
Jiang Chen moved his fingers to the keyboard: "If you think so, there's nothing I can do about it."
The person who said this didn't know that except when quarreling with Shi Fengyue, this sentence would have the same effect of detonating a barrel of explosives if used on anyone else.
"Do you think what I said is wrong?" He Qianjian said angrily: "Do you think you didn't steal my things, but I stole yours?"
"Do you think it was easy in the He family? When He Qianyang's mother hadn't brought him back, do you know how much pressure I had to bear as the eldest grandson of the He family? Do you know that my mother was not accepted by the He family at all? If not for me mediating in the middle, could He Qianmin and He Qianyu be born in harmony and happiness?
Since I was born, I have to be the best in everything. After He Qianmin was born, I also had to be a role model for the younger brother. I am sensible and outstanding, yet some people say that I am not as likable as He Qianmin. I am filial to my elders, yet some people say that I am too shrewd and sophisticated at a young age and not as innocent and cute as He Qianmin. I have excellent grades, yet others say that I strive for excellence in everything because I want to inherit the family business in the future. Everything I do is wrong. Being better than my younger siblings is natural, but being worse than my younger siblings is not allowed. Everyone’s requirements for me are the most stringent.
And what about you? You have been in a honeypot since you were born. You were an only child. Even if the Jiang family is not as wealthy as the He family, they are still relatively well-off. Jiang Zhuo and Yang Si never let you be lacking in anything. You got whatever you want. No one nitpicked whether you were good or bad, and your parents only encouraged you and supported you. Even in the six months after Jiang Zhuo became paralyzed after the car accident, Yang Si never took a penny out of your pocket money, no matter when, you are held in high regard by everyone…
Because of this, you can concentrate on playing with your computer and developing the Changjiang system, and then you come to bring me trouble and take everything away from me! With the Changjiang system, you will definitely have power, status, money and everything in the future. If you are not greedy, why would you come to snatch away my things?"
Jiang Chen tried his best to control his expression so as not to show a more surprised look.
He had never known that someone could truly blame all the evil things he had done on others, and then subconsciously undergo a process of self-forgiveness, hatred, and transfer of blame to others. The whole process was even logically and emotionally accurate. In a certain way, this was also a talent.
Seeing that Jiang Chen did not refute, He Qianjian gradually calmed down.
He stared at Jiang Chen: "Do you admit it?"
Jiang Chen's eyes fell on the screen calmly and he said quietly: "Three minutes are up. I don't think we need to continue talking."
He Qianjian's expression changed: "You know?"
"No, you can't know. Even those equipment couldn't capture the conversation between me and the System. How could you know?"
As soon as he finished speaking, accompanied by a buzzing sound in his ears, a sharp and uncomfortable noise appeared in He Qianjian's head, as if the long whistle of a fire alarm was combined with the scratching of fingernails on the blackboard. The sound was amplified countless times, filling his head. The waves of it were like sharp needles and hammers, hitting the depths of his brain, tearing at his cranial nerves and churning his brain matter. In just a short moment, cold sweat soaked through a layer of clothes. He stood up from the chair, slipped and fell, then began rolling and kicking on the ground, clearly in excruciating pain.