Fan Zhongzhen didn’t know anything about that, but he knew one thing for sure; his son’s life certainly would be miserable after that incident.
“The six years between 7th grades to senior year, I had become the only punching bag among my classmates. From time to time, they would vent their anger and beat me up like a punching bag; even the girls would jeer and make fun of me. During that time, there was a catchphrase circulating in the school because of me. ‘Your surname is Fan, but it doesn’t mean that all the Fans are your father. What a thoughtless Hun!’ Since then, ‘Thoughtless Hun’ has become my name. Even until now, many of them only remembered me as Thoughtless Hun; they had completely forgotten that my real name is Fan Hunjun.”
Fan Zhongzhen’s face was soaked with tears as he heard that. He kept on trying to apologize, but all he managed to utter was some grunts.
“All my classmates constantly treated me like a fool and made fun of me. Sometimes when the teacher questioned the bad deeds in school, they would all point their fingers at me, even though I had nothing to do with it at all. I didn’t dare to defend myself, so I could only take the blame. Or else, they would gang up and beat me up once the teacher left. I didn’t dare to tell grandma the truth when I got home. All I did was make up some lame excuses and claimed that I accidentally fell down when I played at a construction site. Even grandma was perplexed; she wondered why I would always play at the construction site out of the blue.”
Lying on the bed, Fan Zhongzhen choked with sobs.
Fan Hunjun’s words kept stabbing his heart like a sharp knife.