On the morning of the first day of the Chinese New Year, Zhou Wei'an returned to the hospital. Before her mother woke up, she barely took a shower in the bathroom. Her body was frozen and she rubbed it with hot water for a while before she could recover.
The clothes were covered with dried blood, and they couldn't be washed clean. In order to prevent my mother from discovering it, she had to throw it away.
When he finished everything and came out of the bathroom, his mother had already woken up. Zhou Wei'an quickly pretended to have just woken up and said: Mom, Happy New Year
Mother Zhou didn't seem to notice something was wrong, she smiled and said: Happy New Year
Then she reached under the pillow, took out a red envelope, and handed it to Zhou Wei'an, in the new year, good health, and progress in learning
Zhou Weian was stunned, and his eyes suddenly turned red. He took the red envelope, sniffed, and choked: Mom, too, she is in good health...
Mother Zhou said kindly: Why are you still crying, silly child? By the way, Mr. He has helped our family so much. Today is a special day. You must pay him a New Year's greeting.
Zhou Wei'an's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head and said: Well, I understand. He Songyang was injured. He decided not to tell his mother so that she would not worry about it.
He was absent-minded. Thinking of He Songyang's father and mother's attitude, he couldn't help but become scared. He had such a relationship with their son, would they be very angry?
The days with He Songyang were so beautiful, so beautiful that he almost fainted. He forgot how special the family behind He Songyang was. He actually hoped that one day Mr. He would fall in love with him...
Even if Mr. He really fell in love with him one day, his parents would never agree.
What's more, because of him, Mr. He suffered such serious injuries... they were all, and he caused Mr. He... so much blood...
Wei'an, what's wrong with you?
Zhou Weian suddenly woke up from his mother's voice. He raised his head, his face covered with tears. His mother was startled and said: Why are you crying?
Me, I... Zhou Weian wiped the tears on his face randomly. His mother reached out to touch his face and said in confusion: Why are there scratches on your face?
Zhou Wei'an realized that it was the trace left by He Songyang's mother's slap. He quickly covered his face and took a step back and said: Uh, yes, he accidentally scratched it with his nails.
Mom looked at him with a puzzled look and said suspiciously: Wei'an, are you hiding something from your mother?
Zhou Wei'an was shocked and said in a panic: No, no Ah, what can I hide from you?
When my mother was about to ask again, the door of the ward suddenly rang, and Zhou Wei'an quickly said: I'll go open the door!
He stood up and went to open the door. A woman he had never seen before stood outside the door and asked politely: Is it Mr. Zhou Wei'an?
Zhou Wei'an was startled and said vigilantly: What's wrong with you?
The lady said: Mr. He has something to do and want to talk to you
When he heard Mr. He, Zhou Wei'an thought it was He Songyang, but later he realized that Mr. He should be Secretary He
He looked back at his mother, who was looking at this side in confusion. He whispered to the lady: I'll talk to my mother first
OK, lady nodded
Zhou Wei'an closed the door, walked to the bedside and said to his mother: That, that was Mr. He's secretary just now, uh, I want to just go to see Mr. He with her...
When my mother heard this, she immediately put down her previous doubts and said: Then go quickly, remember to thank Mr. He very much.
Zhou Wei'an said: Yes, I understand
He left the ward and thought sadly that he was becoming more and more capable of lying. He used to blush when he lies, but now he lies one after another, and he is already numb.
Zhou Wei'an left the ward, took a deep breath, and said to the lady: OK, let's go
The car parked at the entrance of a teahouse. This teahouse is located in a small alley, remote and looks very quiet.
The entire building carved dragons and painted phoenixes, with plaques hanging at the door. I didn't know that, but I thought I had traveled to ancient times.
The beautiful waiter wearing a cheongsam led Zhou Wei'an to a private room and opened the door to invite him in.
Zhou Wei'an thanked her quietly. When he entered the private room, he was the only Secretary He, sitting next to the tea table, slowly making tea.
Seeing Zhou Wei'an coming, Secretary He nodded and said: Let's sit down
Zhou Wei'an's scalp was numb, he said: Mr. He was so nervous that he could hardly speak. He sat down on the chair opposite him nervously. Secretary He pushed a cup of tea over.
The tea cup is very small, and the tea is only a small mouthful. The cup is round and full, with a clear color. The tea is light yellow and exudes a light tea fragrance.
Zhou Wei'an nervously pinched the teacup with his hands, and plucked up the courage to ask: He Songyang...Is he okay?
Secretary He said: His condition has stabilized, but he has lost too much blood and has not woken up yet
Zhou Wei'an felt relieved, and his tense shoulders relaxed a little. He said: Then, that's good...
Actually, I have always known about you and Songyang
Secretary He's words were like thunder blew in Zhou Wei'an's ears. He looked at the calm middle-aged man with a dumbfounded look and stuttered: 1. Have you always known it?
Secretary He slowly took a sip of tea and said: Yes, Songyang is my son, I know every move he makes.
He said: I know he had a strange hobby for a long time, which is not uncommon among children of their generation. Some people like gambling, some people like racing, and he likes those I also know that he has kept some little stars and gave them money to hold them red. I won't stop his hobbies.
Looking at Zhou Weian's slightly surprised expression, Secretary He smiled and said: It seems that he didn't tell you this? He is indeed very different to you. He is young and promising. He bought a lot of real estate by himself, but the only one who lives in Xishan for a long time is the villa, and he has never let outsiders stay there.
Zhou Weian was stunned. He had never allowed outsiders to stay overnight? Then he...?
Secretary He said: As a parent, I know everything about him, but I will not stop him, because he is still young, and I can still give him some free time, but as a child of a family like ours, he has an unshirkable responsibility.
Zhou Wei'an's heart slowly sank. Secretary He finished drinking the small cup of tea and poured another cup. When he wanted to add tea to Zhou Wei'an, he found that the other party did not drink the previous cup.
He put down the teapot and said: I know he likes men, but if he is born in such a family, he must marry a woman and be responsible for his family
I originally wanted him to play until he was 27 years old and arrange for a woman to marry him, but because of your appearance, this matter has to be advanced.
Zhou Wei'an was stunned: What, what does it mean? Why did I appear, so I have to go ahead?
Secretary He smiled and said: Because this time he doesn't seem to just want to play, but this matter is absolutely not allowed.
Zhou Wei'an couldn't understand what he meant that he didn't just want to play?
He pinched the teacup tightly, swallowed his saliva, and said: Are you called parents like this? He will never be happy to arrange Mr. He’s life by arbitrarily!
Classmate Zhou, living in this world, it is impossible for Song Yang to be happy with everything in such a family. His starting point is higher than others and he has more privileges. He must also bear the pain brought to him by this identity just like you. If there was no Song Yang, you would still have to be busy with your mother's illness. This is your life.
Secretary He said, his voice was like reciting those long clichés in the news, without any turmoil.
Zhou Wei'an's face turned pale, his lips trembled and said: Me, my mother...
Secretary He said: Songyang is unconscious now, and all his assets are managed by my father, including the money he promised to treat your mother before. If I don’t agree, the money will not be allocated. Although I have always been disdainful to threaten others, but this time, I must say that for your mother, you’d better give up Songyang.
He said: Of course, I am not so indifferent and ruthless. As long as you promise to leave here, I will pay out of my own pocket and arrange comprehensive treatment for your mother in another city. And... He paused for a moment, I knew that your grades in school were not good. I have a place in a normal school here. After four years of college, I will arrange employment directly. If you are interested, you can take a look.
Zhou Wei'an had almost no choice. Every word from Secretary He hit his blind spot. He had no choice but to retreat. And I have to say that all the conditions he offered were too generous.
He cured his mother's illness, a good university and a stable job, are all things that bothered him, and Secretary He could do something with just one word, he might not be able to do it in his life
Just as Secretary He said, in life, he had to make too many forced choices...
By accepting this road, he and He Songyang can return to the right track of life. He has not always been...
Do you really want to get rid of He Songyang?
This person is domineering and unreasonable. He always makes him do embarrassing things and sometimes says something ugly... Why can't he give up such a person?
Why is my heart so painful...
That day, fireworks were in full bloom and the bells rang. When the people cheered, He Songyang hugged him and looked at him with such a eager look. What exactly did he say?
It doesn't matter what you say...
Zhou Wei'an was silent for a long time before he took the documents from the normal school handed over by Secretary He. Only then did Secretary He show his first real smile that day.
He said: I know you can make the right choice, and... I also want Dai Songyang's mother to apologize for you. She was too excited that day, so she would miss the attack. I hope you don't mind
Zhou Weian lowered his head and said: I know, you are just worried about Mr. He.
He seemed to think of something and asked: Did the murderer who hurt Mr. He be caught?
Secretary He said: There were a lot of people that day. After the murderer injured Songyang, he got into the crowd and fled. But don’t worry, I will definitely follow up on this matter.
Zhou Weian showed an ugly smile: That's good...
When he left, Zhou Wei'an still didn't drink that cup of tea. That kind of tea was like the tribute tea that He Songyang once gave to his class teacher. It was a symbol of power that people could rush to...
It means that the world where He Songyang is located is ultimately a world different from Zhou Wei'an's world after all
He once missed into He Songyang's world and saw a life that was completely different from himself... This is enough, because such a life does not belong to him
They must return to their respective lives... This is their fate that they cannot escape from.
The clothes were covered with dried blood, and they couldn't be washed clean. In order to prevent my mother from discovering it, she had to throw it away.
When he finished everything and came out of the bathroom, his mother had already woken up. Zhou Wei'an quickly pretended to have just woken up and said: Mom, Happy New Year
Mother Zhou didn't seem to notice something was wrong, she smiled and said: Happy New Year
Then she reached under the pillow, took out a red envelope, and handed it to Zhou Wei'an, in the new year, good health, and progress in learning
Zhou Weian was stunned, and his eyes suddenly turned red. He took the red envelope, sniffed, and choked: Mom, too, she is in good health...
Mother Zhou said kindly: Why are you still crying, silly child? By the way, Mr. He has helped our family so much. Today is a special day. You must pay him a New Year's greeting.
Zhou Wei'an's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head and said: Well, I understand. He Songyang was injured. He decided not to tell his mother so that she would not worry about it.
He was absent-minded. Thinking of He Songyang's father and mother's attitude, he couldn't help but become scared. He had such a relationship with their son, would they be very angry?
The days with He Songyang were so beautiful, so beautiful that he almost fainted. He forgot how special the family behind He Songyang was. He actually hoped that one day Mr. He would fall in love with him...
Even if Mr. He really fell in love with him one day, his parents would never agree.
What's more, because of him, Mr. He suffered such serious injuries... they were all, and he caused Mr. He... so much blood...
Wei'an, what's wrong with you?
Zhou Weian suddenly woke up from his mother's voice. He raised his head, his face covered with tears. His mother was startled and said: Why are you crying?
Me, I... Zhou Weian wiped the tears on his face randomly. His mother reached out to touch his face and said in confusion: Why are there scratches on your face?
Zhou Wei'an realized that it was the trace left by He Songyang's mother's slap. He quickly covered his face and took a step back and said: Uh, yes, he accidentally scratched it with his nails.
Mom looked at him with a puzzled look and said suspiciously: Wei'an, are you hiding something from your mother?
Zhou Wei'an was shocked and said in a panic: No, no Ah, what can I hide from you?
When my mother was about to ask again, the door of the ward suddenly rang, and Zhou Wei'an quickly said: I'll go open the door!
He stood up and went to open the door. A woman he had never seen before stood outside the door and asked politely: Is it Mr. Zhou Wei'an?
Zhou Wei'an was startled and said vigilantly: What's wrong with you?
The lady said: Mr. He has something to do and want to talk to you
When he heard Mr. He, Zhou Wei'an thought it was He Songyang, but later he realized that Mr. He should be Secretary He
He looked back at his mother, who was looking at this side in confusion. He whispered to the lady: I'll talk to my mother first
OK, lady nodded
Zhou Wei'an closed the door, walked to the bedside and said to his mother: That, that was Mr. He's secretary just now, uh, I want to just go to see Mr. He with her...
When my mother heard this, she immediately put down her previous doubts and said: Then go quickly, remember to thank Mr. He very much.
Zhou Wei'an said: Yes, I understand
He left the ward and thought sadly that he was becoming more and more capable of lying. He used to blush when he lies, but now he lies one after another, and he is already numb.
Zhou Wei'an left the ward, took a deep breath, and said to the lady: OK, let's go
The car parked at the entrance of a teahouse. This teahouse is located in a small alley, remote and looks very quiet.
The entire building carved dragons and painted phoenixes, with plaques hanging at the door. I didn't know that, but I thought I had traveled to ancient times.
The beautiful waiter wearing a cheongsam led Zhou Wei'an to a private room and opened the door to invite him in.
Zhou Wei'an thanked her quietly. When he entered the private room, he was the only Secretary He, sitting next to the tea table, slowly making tea.
Seeing Zhou Wei'an coming, Secretary He nodded and said: Let's sit down
Zhou Wei'an's scalp was numb, he said: Mr. He was so nervous that he could hardly speak. He sat down on the chair opposite him nervously. Secretary He pushed a cup of tea over.
The tea cup is very small, and the tea is only a small mouthful. The cup is round and full, with a clear color. The tea is light yellow and exudes a light tea fragrance.
Zhou Wei'an nervously pinched the teacup with his hands, and plucked up the courage to ask: He Songyang...Is he okay?
Secretary He said: His condition has stabilized, but he has lost too much blood and has not woken up yet
Zhou Wei'an felt relieved, and his tense shoulders relaxed a little. He said: Then, that's good...
Actually, I have always known about you and Songyang
Secretary He's words were like thunder blew in Zhou Wei'an's ears. He looked at the calm middle-aged man with a dumbfounded look and stuttered: 1. Have you always known it?
Secretary He slowly took a sip of tea and said: Yes, Songyang is my son, I know every move he makes.
He said: I know he had a strange hobby for a long time, which is not uncommon among children of their generation. Some people like gambling, some people like racing, and he likes those I also know that he has kept some little stars and gave them money to hold them red. I won't stop his hobbies.
Looking at Zhou Weian's slightly surprised expression, Secretary He smiled and said: It seems that he didn't tell you this? He is indeed very different to you. He is young and promising. He bought a lot of real estate by himself, but the only one who lives in Xishan for a long time is the villa, and he has never let outsiders stay there.
Zhou Weian was stunned. He had never allowed outsiders to stay overnight? Then he...?
Secretary He said: As a parent, I know everything about him, but I will not stop him, because he is still young, and I can still give him some free time, but as a child of a family like ours, he has an unshirkable responsibility.
Zhou Wei'an's heart slowly sank. Secretary He finished drinking the small cup of tea and poured another cup. When he wanted to add tea to Zhou Wei'an, he found that the other party did not drink the previous cup.
He put down the teapot and said: I know he likes men, but if he is born in such a family, he must marry a woman and be responsible for his family
I originally wanted him to play until he was 27 years old and arrange for a woman to marry him, but because of your appearance, this matter has to be advanced.
Zhou Wei'an was stunned: What, what does it mean? Why did I appear, so I have to go ahead?
Secretary He smiled and said: Because this time he doesn't seem to just want to play, but this matter is absolutely not allowed.
Zhou Wei'an couldn't understand what he meant that he didn't just want to play?
He pinched the teacup tightly, swallowed his saliva, and said: Are you called parents like this? He will never be happy to arrange Mr. He’s life by arbitrarily!
Classmate Zhou, living in this world, it is impossible for Song Yang to be happy with everything in such a family. His starting point is higher than others and he has more privileges. He must also bear the pain brought to him by this identity just like you. If there was no Song Yang, you would still have to be busy with your mother's illness. This is your life.
Secretary He said, his voice was like reciting those long clichés in the news, without any turmoil.
Zhou Wei'an's face turned pale, his lips trembled and said: Me, my mother...
Secretary He said: Songyang is unconscious now, and all his assets are managed by my father, including the money he promised to treat your mother before. If I don’t agree, the money will not be allocated. Although I have always been disdainful to threaten others, but this time, I must say that for your mother, you’d better give up Songyang.
He said: Of course, I am not so indifferent and ruthless. As long as you promise to leave here, I will pay out of my own pocket and arrange comprehensive treatment for your mother in another city. And... He paused for a moment, I knew that your grades in school were not good. I have a place in a normal school here. After four years of college, I will arrange employment directly. If you are interested, you can take a look.
Zhou Wei'an had almost no choice. Every word from Secretary He hit his blind spot. He had no choice but to retreat. And I have to say that all the conditions he offered were too generous.
He cured his mother's illness, a good university and a stable job, are all things that bothered him, and Secretary He could do something with just one word, he might not be able to do it in his life
Just as Secretary He said, in life, he had to make too many forced choices...
By accepting this road, he and He Songyang can return to the right track of life. He has not always been...
Do you really want to get rid of He Songyang?
This person is domineering and unreasonable. He always makes him do embarrassing things and sometimes says something ugly... Why can't he give up such a person?
Why is my heart so painful...
That day, fireworks were in full bloom and the bells rang. When the people cheered, He Songyang hugged him and looked at him with such a eager look. What exactly did he say?
It doesn't matter what you say...
Zhou Wei'an was silent for a long time before he took the documents from the normal school handed over by Secretary He. Only then did Secretary He show his first real smile that day.
He said: I know you can make the right choice, and... I also want Dai Songyang's mother to apologize for you. She was too excited that day, so she would miss the attack. I hope you don't mind
Zhou Weian lowered his head and said: I know, you are just worried about Mr. He.
He seemed to think of something and asked: Did the murderer who hurt Mr. He be caught?
Secretary He said: There were a lot of people that day. After the murderer injured Songyang, he got into the crowd and fled. But don’t worry, I will definitely follow up on this matter.
Zhou Weian showed an ugly smile: That's good...
When he left, Zhou Wei'an still didn't drink that cup of tea. That kind of tea was like the tribute tea that He Songyang once gave to his class teacher. It was a symbol of power that people could rush to...
It means that the world where He Songyang is located is ultimately a world different from Zhou Wei'an's world after all
He once missed into He Songyang's world and saw a life that was completely different from himself... This is enough, because such a life does not belong to him
They must return to their respective lives... This is their fate that they cannot escape from.
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