Chapter 6 — Valedictorian Without Desire

There was also someone who found a video on the forum, cut a photo of me standing on stage and wrote, "Looking so cold, I can tell I'm not a good person." Teacher Co quickly called. The teacher's voice suppressed anger. "Tham Ninh, don't be afraid, I can testify for you." I said. "Teacher, I'm not afraid." The other end of the phone was silent for a moment. The teacher sighed. "This child, you are always so calm." Not calm. It's being forced to become like that. If a person cries too many times, they will later understand that tears cannot solve anything. I returned to the dorm and turned on the computer. There are a lot of things in the folder. Screenshot of brother logging into the aspiration system. Editing time in the system. There are also the diary pages I wrote over the years and the boastful messages Tham An sent me. The most important is Tham An's health examination report. Its health is indeed a bit weaker than a normal person. But it's still far from the point of needing the whole family to provide for it. It's not to the point of not being able to go to school, not being able to bear resentment, or not being able to hear a word of truth. I rearranged all the documents in chronological order. Each document was backed up in triplicate, then I started writing the statement. When the statement was halfway written, the academic advisor sent me a text message. "Tham Ninh, your brother has arrived." "He said he had something urgent and wanted to see you." "If you don't want to see me, I will tell him to leave now." The brother stood next to the glass door, his eyes full of blood, his chin also full of stubble. Seeing me, he took a step forward and then stopped. It seemed like he was afraid that I would turn around and leave. I stood on the steps looking at him. "Do you want me to yield to Tham An this time?" His face immediately turned pale. He opened his mouth but no sound came out. I laughed. "Tham Trach, every time I come to find you it's because of her." His eyes immediately turned red. "No." He shook his head, his voice incredibly hoarse. "Tham Ninh, no." I didn't answer. He bowed his head, his fingers clenched so tightly that they trembled. "I saw the articles posted by Tham An." I raised my eyes to look at him. He smiled bitterly. "Teacher Co called me." "He scolded me for half an hour." "He said, as an adult in the family, you can't act so foolishly." As he said, his brother took a step forward and then stopped. "Ninh Ninh, in the past I always felt that An An's health was not good so you had to let her go." "Your achievements are good, your personality is strong, you can endure anything." "I even feel that It's okay for you to suffer a little bit of resentment, after all, you can always stand up." Saying this, his voice began to tremble. "But only now do I understand." "It's not that I don't know that those things will hurt you." "I just feel like you're not as important as her." When those words fell, my heart still ached slightly. Not because of surprise. But because finally someone said the name of that da.a.o. I looked at him. "So what?" He raised his head. "So, this time I shouldn't continue to let you stand alone." He said. "The things Tham An did, I will make it clear." "The things I used to do, I will also make it clear." I frowned. "Do you know the consequences?" He pulled the corner of his lips. "I know." "My company will be affected." "The relationships that I always thought were honorable will also disintegrate." "Everyone will know that you did it." changed the wish of the valedictorian of the whole province, forced his sister to cut her hair, stole her prize money and locked her in the attic." The brother closed his eyes. "I know." I stared at him. "What about Tham An?" He was silent.

a few seconds. “She also has to take responsibility for what she did.” I was not moved. There are things that come too late, on the outside it looks like compensation but in reality it's just tearing the old wound open again, so you can confirm that the place has soon become a scar. I said. "Tham Trach, I won't thank you." His eyes trembled. "I know." "I also won't feel like you're a good brother because you stood up this time." "I know." "I won't forgive you even more." Tham Trach bowed his head, his shoulders slowly slumping. "I know." At nine o'clock that evening, his brother posted a video using the account that verified his identity. He sat in front of the camera, telling each story one by one. He told me how after his parents passed away, he turned Tham An's weakness into a shield of immunity and took my silence for granted. He said he personally cut my hair, forced me to wear men's clothes and took all the prize money and honor from my competitions to appease Tham An. He said that after the university entrance exam, he logged into the application system and edited my registration information. He said. “Shen Ninh did not cheat academically, nor did she abandon anyone.” “The person who really forced her to leave was me.”