Chapter 42

When he arrived at school, Zhang Wu didn't come to class. Zhou Wei'an secretly sent him a text message: Why haven't you come to class yet? Have you overslept?

Zhang Wu replied to him at noon: I've asked for leave

Zhou Weian was a little worried: Are you feeling uncomfortable?

Zhang Wu replied: No Ah, I'm very good. I told my parents yesterday that I decided to go abroad. They helped me start contacting the school today.

Zhou Wei'an: That's very good... Then are you still coming to school?

Zhang Wu: Probably not, after all, I don’t know how to look at the college entrance examination results there, so I just do my best to get the TOEFL.

Zhou Wei'an couldn't stop feeling lost, and then Zhang Wu replied: But I will go back to the final exam.

Zhou Weian didn't know what to say, he could only reply: Then you have to study hard

Zhang Wu said: You are Ah too, prepare for the college entrance examination

When Zhou Weian thought of Zhang Wu going abroad, he was so depressed that he didn't cheer up until the afternoon. Zhang Fengxing ran over and asked him: That sissy didn't come to school.

Zhou Wei'an said: He is preparing to study abroad

Zhang Fengxing said: Tsk, the rich child Li Chao has not come to school, so do you have to go abroad?

Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment: He didn't come either?

Zhang Fengxing said: It's Ah. I just passed by their class and heard a girl say that it seemed to be injured or something.

Zhou Wei'an's intuition was a little bad, but he didn't think much about it. Anyway, Zhang Wu and Li Chao were separated. What happened to Li Chao has nothing to do with him...

The aunt actually brought him lunch at noon and carefully packed the food in a thermal insulation bucket. Zhou Wei'an thanked her repeatedly, but the aunt just said: Young Master, please try it first, and tell your aunt if you have any opinions.

Of course, Zhou Wei'an has no objection. He has always been unpicky in eating and smiled at his aunt embarrassedly: I think it's delicious

Because I don’t have to queue up to get food in the cafeteria, it’s still very early after eating. Zhou Weian has a lot of time to rest and can take a short break.

The next day was the monthly exam. After school in the afternoon, the students moved all the extra tables to the corridor. Zhou Wei'an put the books out and put them in his schoolbag. The monthly exam lasted for two days. To be honest, he felt very unsure.

My mother had chemotherapy again today. During the day, she cut her hair. Secretary Gao bought her several hats. My mother looked much better when she wore it.

Zhou Wei'an touched his mother's shaved scalp and his nose was sore. Zhou's mother said: You were just over a year old and your hair was only a little longer, but I was so anxious that I was afraid that you wouldn't grow hair. As a result, your hair is black and much... She smiled and touched Zhou Wei'an's hair, saying, "You were so small, but now you have grown so big, and time is really fast..."

Zhou Wei'an hugged her waist and said: When my mother recovers from illness, she will keep her hair.

Mom said: All of them have white hair, what's there to keep

Zhou Wei'an muttered: White hair is also very beautiful

After chemotherapy, my mother was always in poor spirits and became drowsy not long after.

Zhou Wei'an lay on the table to do the test, and couldn't help crying halfway through. He buried his head in his arms and sobbed silently.

The head was touched, Zhou Wei settled down, and his body was hugged

Fool He Songyang's low voice sounded in his ears

Zhou Wei'an covered his mouth and rubbed his tears on his sleeves in a mess. He Songyang's chin leaned against his head: Why are you crying?

Zhou Wei'an whispered: I feel uncomfortable

He Songyang sighed and said: Go back

Zhou Wei'an followed He Songyang through the long corridor of the hospital. While standing in front of the elevator and waiting, He Songyang handed over a pack of tissues.

Zhou Wei'an answered silently, and He Songyang said: Don't wipe it with clothes, it's so difficult for aunt to wash it

Zhou Wei'an blushed a little, pulled out a tissue and wiped his nose: Sorry...

He Songyang said: What did you do if you say sorry to me?

Zhou Weian lowered her head and said: Sorry...

He Songyang frowned and looked at him: I said you Ah... The elevator door opened with a tingling sound, and He Songyang's words were interrupted. He pulled Zhou Wei'an into the elevator unhappily

He Songyang pressed the bottom of the floor and said: Is it because I will have a monthly exam tomorrow?

Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment: Mr. He knows?

He Songyang said: Of course I know Ah, don’t be too anxious, it’s just a monthly exam, not a college entrance examination.

Zhou Wei'an said: I, I know, but today I see my mother... I'm so scared... He choked up and repeated it, I'm really scared...

He Songyang didn't say anything

Zhou Wei'an lowered his head and said in a depressing voice: Me, why am I so useless? It is not good to do such a simple thing in reading. No, without Mr. He's words, I have long...

What happened long ago? Maybe he would really sell his body to someone. After all, he has nothing to betray, and he is useless

Okay, He Songyang raised his hand, flicked Zhou Wei'an's forehead, and said, "There must be a limit to giving up on oneself. You are a boy, don't cry."

The elevator door slid open, He Songyang walked out first, Zhou Wei'an wiped his tears before following him

He didn't know why he suddenly collapsed. Maybe it was because his mother had no hair that shocked him too much, or maybe it was because he felt that his mother's waist was so thin that she couldn't hold it. He didn't know when the life that supported him for the rest of his life would disappear like the wind.

He was afraid, but he couldn't do anything, and he couldn't even get a good grade and let his mother smile happily

He is useless...

He Songyang stood next to the car, but he didn't rush to get up. He looked at the dark window glass, as if he was thinking about something, he suddenly said: Zhou Wei'an

Zhou Wei'an looked up at him, his eyes were red

He Songyang said: If you really feel that you are useless, try to change it.

Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment: Change? Me? He said a little uneasy, but what to do? No matter how hard I try, I can't make it...

He Songyang got into the car, and Zhou Wei'an also got on the co-pilot

He Songyang didn't say anything, driving silently all the way. Zhou Wei'an could only see his clear side face, while He Songyang kept staring at the road ahead, without being distracted to look at him.

What does Mr. He mean?

After returning to the West Mountain, Zhou Wei'an took a shower first. The aunt soaked milk for him to drink, saying that it would help him sleep Zhou Wei'an was a little anxious, but she didn't expect it to be so obvious.

He drank milk and went to bed. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. He had to get up early tomorrow for the exam. He Songyang asked him to go to bed early

Zhou Wei'an wrapped himself in a quilt, revealing his eyes. He looked at He Songyang who was leaning against the bed and reading a book. He Songyang noticed that he was not sleeping. He reached out and touched his hair and said: Are you not sleeping yet?

What is the change Mr. He said? Zhou Wei'an asked in a low voice

He Songyang put down the book, leaned against him and fell asleep, reached out to hold Zhou Wei'an's neck, and said: For example, now, you look at me and talk.

The moment Zhou Wei'an was hugged by him, his body tensed. He looked at He Songyang's face, and his face began to get hot. He said: Uh, uh...

He Songyang said: Don’t stutter, just say whatever you want

Zhou Wei'an's head was blank. He uh, but he didn't expect anything to say after a long time. He Songyang said: It seems that the first thing you want to learn is to watch me speak well.

He let go of his hand, and Zhou Weian breathed a sigh of relief as if he was saved. His body softened and He Songyang was a little funny: Am I so scary?

Zhou Wei'an stammered: No, no, it's just me, a little nervous...

Suddenly, He Songyang turned off the bedside lamp and the room fell into darkness. Zhou Wei'an was shocked: Mr. He?

He felt He Songyang lying beside him, and He Songyang said: Now, let me talk to you

Ah Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment, and the darkness in his sight. Not seeing He Songyang's face made him less nervous. He said: Say, what are you talking about?

He Songyang's voice came: Just talk about your family

Family... Zhou Wei'an was a little depressed, I only have my mother and one family

He Songyang said: Where is your father?

Zhou Wei'an shrank his body: He... left when I was very young, and I never saw him again

He Songyang asked: Do you miss him?

Zhou Wei'an thought for a while and said: I don't think too much... When I was a child, I often wondered what kind of person he would be. When I was bullied by my peers, I wondered why he left me and my mother, but now I haven't thought about it.

He Songyang paused: Are you often bullied?

Zhou Wei'an shook his head and remembered that He Songyang probably couldn't see it, so he said: When he was a child, he stuttered and had no father, so he was often pointed at by children in a community... It was okay at school, but there were no friends who could play with him.

That's very lonely, He Songyang said

Zhou Weian thought about it and didn't seem to feel it. He said: Maybe because I have never had friends and no comparison, I don't think much... But this time Zhang Wu left, I feel a little lonely...

What's wrong with him?

Zhou Wei'an said: He is going abroad, um... he goes abroad to learn painting

He Songyang said: This

His voice was never softer. Zhou Wei'an unknowingly said a lot of things about him, but he didn't stutter in the middle.

He Songyang turned over, hugged his waist and said: It's very late, go to bed

Zhou Wei'an was also a little sleepy, nodded, letting He Songyang hug him in his arms and kiss him on his forehead: Good night

Good night Mr. He Zhou Wei'an said vaguely, leaning on He Songyang's shoulder and fell asleep