hsntnovel Chapter 137 Who to blame?
Chapter 137 Who to blame?
Jiang Xingni looked completely bewildered: "...What did you think of?"
She didn't have mind-reading abilities, so she could only hear the system remain silent for a while, and then scream "Abusing the elderly!" in her mind.
Where did this old man come from? Who is the old man?
Lin Hongguang was nowhere near old enough to be called an old man, but apart from Lin Hongguang, most of the people they encountered were still in what could be called youth.
—This is, after all, a shonen manga.
elder.
Jiang Xingni also thought of an option to choose from.
Is there anyone more deserving of this description than Grandma Ji?
No.
Damn, Jiang Xingni couldn't help but applaud inwardly because of the system's selection process.
Ignoring Grandma Ji's age, she truly is someone who meets all the requirements.
She was also a victim of this system; her granddaughter died somewhere she didn't know, and she didn't even have the chance to hug her granddaughter after her death.
She also lacked the talent to become a superhuman.
If it weren't for Grandma Ji's advanced age, Jiang Xingni would have definitely considered her as a candidate.
"Grandma Ji... are you serious?" Jiang Xingni couldn't help but question the system in her mind. "How old is Grandma Ji this year? Let the old lady enjoy her retirement."
—Can one truly enjoy their old age by spending their life in ignorance?
Is the path Jiang Xingni chose for Xu Niannian and Grandma Ji necessarily the right one? Did she also, to some extent, deprive them of their right to choose?
Jiang Xingni did not know the answer to this question.
She rarely doubted her own decisions because Jiang Xingni made most of them herself, and even if something went wrong, she was sure she had the ability to take responsibility.
However, when innocent people were involved, she hesitated for a moment.
[Did I make a mistake?] The system didn't understand. [From the same perspective you used to choose Xu Niannian, Grandma Ji also meets your criteria.]
The system said this.
Even compared to Xu Niannian, you're not that familiar with her, and you won't feel any unnecessary emotions like guilt or regret because of her future.
Jiang Xing raised an eyebrow and calmly retorted, "You're wrong."
Even if Jiang Xingni and Grandma Ji don't have any personal relationship, and their only connection is the short time they spent at the Fourth Middle School, if Jiang Xingni pulls her into this world...
Then Grandma Ji is also a responsibility that Jiang Xingni bears.
There are no exceptions.
She would give up this option because she didn't want to bring Xu Niannian into this world behind the curtain, which also means that Jiang Xingni would hesitate here because of Grandma Ji's thoughts.
【You're so indecisive.】The system remained silent for a moment before finally uttering this judgment.
Jiang Xingni had no intention of refuting it.
She didn't portray herself as some ruthless and decisive female lead; she was just an ordinary girl, perhaps a little calmer because she had seen more of the world.
However, Jiang Xingni still considers himself to be just an ordinary high school student.
indecisive.
Not decisive enough.
To perform unnecessary acts of kindness.
……
These were all comments Jiang Xingni had seen on the forum, evaluations of herself from real-world readers.
Jiang Xingni accepted this quite calmly.
This wasn't the first time she'd heard such comments. Even in the places where she'd grown up, people often said she should be more vigilant, more ruthless, less soft-hearted, and not give those who wanted to hurt her a second chance.
Jiang Xingni accepted everything with a smile, but didn't listen at all.
"That's just how the world is," Jiang Xingni shrugged. "There always have to be some idealists."
Someone always has to give their trust, their life, and take that step to love.
The system didn't understand; it simply silently added Jiang Xingni's thoughts to its database as part of its personality analysis.
"...Girl, is that you?"
Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Jiang Xingni instantly raised his head.
The person in front of me still looked familiar—after all, we hadn't been apart for very long. It would be truly unbelievable that there could be such a drastic change in appearance in such a short time.
Grandma Ji.
The old man was still wearing that outdated outfit, and because he had walked along the mountain path, there was some mud on his trouser legs.
She held a wreath in her arms and looked at Jiang Xingni in front of her with some helplessness.
"Oh, girl." She smiled at Jiang Xing. "I thought I had mistaken you for someone else, but it really is you."
Jiang Xingni hadn't expected that this desolate wilderness—or more accurately, this was the dumping ground for those who died unexpectedly without identification in the lower city district.
That's why Jiang Xingni is so familiar with it.
It wasn't because she was particularly good at handling funerals, but simply because she had been exposed to the practice of disposing of corpses since she was a child.
Zhao Henshan's current existence is no different from those nameless corpses that have been abandoned.
However, she was remembered by Jiang Xingni, while many other corpses had no one to remember them.
The only thing Jiang Xingni didn't expect was that she would actually see Grandma Ji here.
Could this be where Grandma Ji and her family live?
Jiang Xingni smiled politely at the grandmother opposite him: "Yes, it's just giving flowers to a friend."
She did not mention Zhao Henshan's name.
Even if Grandma Ji doesn't actually know who killed her granddaughter, even if Zhao Henshan has become a victim of the perpetrator in a sense, and Ji Shanqing has also become the perpetrator after being a victim herself.
However, Jiang Xingni wouldn't dare to say anything so casually in front of the victim's family.
"Hey, Grandma, actually I'm here to present flowers to Zhao Henshan. Do you know Zhao Henshan? Oh, I know you don't. He's the one who killed your granddaughter."
"Let me tell you, although she killed your granddaughter, Zhao Henshan was still a good child. The way she is now is inseparable from what she suffered in her life..."
That sounds like something a simpleton would say.
Grandma Ji's eyes lit up: "So, you also know what's really going on with this school?"
"Why did you forget why such a good girl died..." Grandma Ji began to choke up. "Girl, I don't understand."
"I asked that girl before, but she didn't want to tell me."
"Back then, Shan Qing..." She paused for a moment. "I couldn't ask you then. By the time I wanted to ask, you were already gone."
Those eyes were fixed on Jiang Xingni.
"Thank goodness, I can still see you—good child, can you tell Grandma... what exactly happened? At least let me know who I should blame when I visit my granddaughter's grave?"