"That's exactly right!" Yang Chen shook his head and laughed, "It's so damn right!"
Wei Xueqing was taken aback.
This was the first time she had heard Yang Chen swear.
She saw water constantly streaming down Yang Chen's face, but she couldn't tell if it was tears or rain.
"So, my coach died because of me!" Yang Chen took a deep breath, "At that time, I thought the same as you, I felt I had done wrong, everything was wrong, the people around me were wrong, it shouldn't have been this way. If it weren't for that, the coach wouldn't have died! Wrong, wrong, wrong! It was all my fault! So many mistakes! Self-blame, remorse, wondering why it wasn't me who died."
Yang Chen looked at Wei Xueqing.
Wei Xueqing saw Yang Chen's bloodshot eyes and was stunned; she didn't understand why Yang Chen was in so much pain.