"Would you like to come to my house?""You're back?" Jackie Waltson asked, leaning his wheelchair against the wall.
"Yes, I arrived last night. Today I want to see my nephew."
"Didn't you have to wait a hundred days for the child to return?"
"That was my first plan, but circumstances have changed. I intend to return to my home country to further my education."
Hearing his words, Jackie Waltson frowned, "What, were you bullied by people outside the country?"
"That is not correct. I just don't enjoy the environment in other countries, therefore I was stubborn for a change."
Jackie Waltson was upset: "You're being too stubborn, leaving and returning whenever you want? You …"
"Don't bring it up again, second brother. I will not behave in this manner in the future. I'm already on my way, so I'll see you later."
Jackie Waltson looked at the corridor in front of him: "I'm not at home. Please wait for me when you arrive."
"Are you leaving? Do you need my assistance?"