"Later on, this matter just faded away, but I knew he had this condition, because I kept discovering, kept finding a way in, that's how I found out." Ningxia Chuan said, "At first, he was supposed to take medication and cooperate with the treatment, but for some unknown reason, he started to resist irrationally."
"Maybe subconsciously he just resists depending on medication. In his worldview, depending on something is a painful thing."
Ningxia Chuan furrowed his brows, trying to think of a more easily understandable analogy.
Song Yi gripped her cup tightly, speaking softly: "I know."
"He doesn't depend on anyone, never let himself rely on anyone. His world consists solely of himself."
"Right." Ningxia Chuan looked at Song Yi and smiled: "Seems like you understand him too."
Song Yi pursed her lips, feeling a constant pain in her heart that never eased.
Who would have thought that a man so carefree and unconcerned would grow up this way.
