He Yi hadn't expected He Jing to bring up He Chen. He frowned slightly without making a sound, then said seriously, "Because he's a guy who's all talk and no action to achieve his goals. Stay away from him. He's not as easy to talk to as he seems."

He Jing exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"

But she saw that He Chen seemed very easy to get along with.

He Yi said expressionlessly, "I'll tell you two things, and you'll understand."

He Jing listened attentively, and couldn't help but sit up straight.

He Yi began to recount: "When we were in elementary school, He Chen and I weren't in the same class. There was a strong and muscular boy in his class named Xiao Jian, nicknamed Xiao Dazhuang..."

At that time, the He family was extremely poor, and the food was so bad that they might not see meat for one or two months. He Chen ate slowly and couldn't even outeat Xiao Guo, so he grew short and small, like a bean sprout without nutrition, and was always bullied by Xiao Dazhuang.

Xiao Dazhuang had two followers, and the trio ran rampant in the elementary school. They would either ask others for pocket money or throw away other people's schoolbags. They targeted He Chen not for any other reason, but because no matter how sallow-faced, thin, and ugly He Chen was, all the boys and girls in his class liked him very much, so Xiao Dazhuang couldn't stand him no matter what.

So, Xiao Dazhuang seized the opportunity to corner He Chen, tore up his homework, and took away his stationery, including the eraser that He's mother had just bought for him.

Having no other choice, He Chen had to borrow from his deskmate. His deskmate sympathized with him and advised him, "Chenchen, let's tell the teacher. If the teacher finds out, he'll definitely spank Xiao Dazhuang."

He Chen smiled and shook his head: "Let's not. The teacher will definitely call my parents if they find out. My parents are very busy and definitely won't have time to come."

His deskmate worried for him: "What should we do? Xiao Dazhuang will definitely bully you again."

He Chen sighed: "I'll try to find a way to hide."

That was what He Chen thought at the time, but he didn't know that there's a saying: "You can run away, but you can't hide."

Xiao Dazhuang seemed to have become addicted to bullying He Chen. Every day after school, he would wait at the school gate or on He Chen's way home. No matter how late He Chen delayed going home or changed his route, he would always bump into Xiao Dazhuang and be humiliated by him.

His eraser kept getting lost, and he kept asking his mother for it. Busy with work, his mother didn't notice anything unusual about her son and just thought he was careless. She even scolded him: "Chenchen, we don't have much money at home. Don't be so forgetful. Go back and look for your desk. If you lose this one again, it'll be gone. Try to find the eraser that went missing before."

He Chen said "okay," and then went to school as usual.

That day, He Yi noticed something was wrong with his younger brother and secretly followed He Chen after school. He watched as He Chen somehow tricked Xiao Dazhuang into coming out alone. In the empty restroom, He Chen struck Xiao Dazhuang hard on the back.

Xiao Dazhuang burst into tears immediately, his nose running and tears streaming down his face. It was the first time he had ever realized that He Chen was so strong; he couldn't even get up after being hit once. He turned around and saw little He Chen standing there with a stick in his hand, looking down at him with a smile, saying, "Don't even think about telling the teacher or your parents. You hit me first, so even if you got hit, you deserved it. Besides, there are only two of us. You have no evidence. As long as I deny it to the death, no one will believe you. They'll just think you're a liar."