That night, Yang Haozhong did not talk about this topic with her. This problem couldn't be solved, and Wei Ling couldn't accept the obvious facts in front of her. Yang Haozhong carried her to the bed. The two of them wrapped the blanket around her. She sobbed softly in Yang Haozhong's arms. After she was exhausted from crying, she fell asleep. Yang Haozhong stared at Wei Ling in his arms. She was frowning in her dreams. He was not drunk at all. He was awake and waiting for the first ray of dawn to arrive.
In the morning, Yang Haozhong did not disturb Wei Ling, who was still sleeping. He prepared breakfast for his mother and reminded her not to wake Wei Ling up in the room. Lou Tingyu obediently played alone in her room.
Yang Haozhong went back to his room to set her alarm clock. There was no time to wait for her to wake up. He ran back to school as fast as he could to escape. As soon as the bell rang, Yang Haozhong walked out of the classroom with the crowd. The wonderful lecture by the professor of Modern Advertising was still echoing in his ears. He did not notice that two familiar faces were looking around in the distance, searching for him.
" Yang Haozhong..." Hearing someone calling him, he raised his head and searched the crowd.
Wei Ling's parents stood at the door of the classroom five meters away from him. Yang Haozhong was very surprised that they had come to the school to look for her. Out of politeness, he had to pretend to be happy and walk toward them.
"Auntie, Uncle." Yang Haozhong smiled and nodded.
Father Wei held his head high and ignored him. Mother Wei smiled awkwardly at her husband's behavior and said,"Xiao Yang, do you have time to talk to us?”
Yang Haozhong had already expected their purpose for coming here. They would definitely not let Wei Ling's marriage go unsettled.
Yang Haozhong nodded and said,"Let's go to the school cafe and talk over coffee."”The school cafe became a must-see place for couples to talk about love and students to receive visitors. After a tree-lined path, the school cafe arrived. There were very few guests in the morning during mealtime, so it was very suitable for chatting.
Yang Hao ordered three cups of Nescafe coffee. They didn't care what they drank at all, but for Yang Haozhong, drinking Nescafe coffee was a great luxury.
"Little Yang." Mother Wei said kindly," Today, we came to the school to talk about you and Wei Ling. We think…"
"Hurry up and break up with my daughter." Father Wei interrupted rudely. He felt that it was a waste of time for his wife to talk to Yang Haozhong in such a roundabout manner.
Yang Haozhong lowered his head and stopped stirring the coffee. There was no need to be sad. Father Wei's ruthlessness had greatly hurt his self-esteem.
Yang Haozhong took a deep breath and reminded himself to calmly face this sudden retort." Even if you don't say it, I know that Wei Ling and I are not compatible. Our family backgrounds are too different. This is something I didn't expect. I understand your thoughts. If I had a daughter, I wouldn't want her to find a man to suffer.”He tactfully expressed his true feelings.
Mother Wei revealed a faint smile of relief, but seeing Yang Haozhong being so understanding and sensible, she could not bear it. Father Wei's bitter face relaxed a little.
"Thank you for your understanding and tolerance. We know that you are a good child, but your family…We are worried that our daughter is only temporarily infatuated with you. She will not be able to bear it when she really faces life. You're all young, you can't understand marriage, you can't understand the truth of 'poor couples have all kinds of sorrow'. Perhaps you are very happy now, but when you face daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, pots and pans every day, the head of the family will know that rice, oil, salt are expensive, and raising children will know the kindness of parents. If you really like Wei Ling, then you definitely can't bear to see her forced by life, right?”
Mother Wei's words made Yang Haozhong even more depressed. He stared blankly at the coffee in his cup.
He used to live in a family where the poor couple had nothing to lose. His father was unable to provide enough material security for his wife and children. In order to buy salt that was cheaper by a dime per catty, Lou Tingyu went all the way to a chain store ten kilometers away to buy it. And Yang Haozhong had never even used decent stationery. He used to hate himself for being born into such a family. He envied other children and wished he could reincarnate into a rich family. Her father had died, and Lou Tingyu was screaming in the morgue to hold her husband's rotting corpse. After settling her father's funeral, the sound of her painful footsteps at home every day; The scene of her lying on the cold kitchen floor and committing suicide. Her love for her father was deep. The hardships of life did not erase the love in her heart for her father. Did Wei Ling love him so much? Would she be strong enough to accompany him to the end of his life? Should Yang Haozhong give up on her?
"Wei Ling, she loves me very much!" Yang Haozhong said after being stunned.
Wei Ling's parents looked at him in surprise. Their faces were filled with anger, as if Yang Haozhong wanted to harm their daughter.
"Pa!" Father Wei smashed the ceramic cup on the table, and the strong coffee splashed all over the table. The owner of the coffee shop looked at them nervously. Yang Haozhong smiled stiffly at her, indicating that everything was fine. Only then did she turn back to work.
"What right do you have to say 'love'?”Father Wei glared fiercely, his eyes bloodshot.
"What do you use to love? Have you ever loved that girl called Lin Manjing? Did you love your poor father? Did you love your mother, who went mad after her suicide attempt?”
Yang Haozhong felt as if someone had stabbed a rusted dagger into his heart. The excruciating pain suffocated him…He opened his mouth and struggled to breathe. What did he just say? How did he know? Did he investigate?
"You don't know 'love'. Are you going to use love to hurt others? After I learned about your family's complicated situation, I invited my friends to your high school to understand your situation. It just so happens that my friend is familiar with the leaders of your school. We know everything about you. So we had to come to you immediately and ask you to let Wei Ling go. "She will have a bright future. We have arranged a satisfactory marriage for her. She will have a happy family…" Yang Haozhong's head suddenly buzzed. His heart was in a mess, and he no longer had the mood to listen to them.
He stood up and walked out of the cafe as if no one was around. He was in a daze and walked aimlessly around the campus. That wound, that hidden wound in the bottom of his heart, he thought that it had healed, but now it had been dug out again. His old injury had returned and was still bleeding. It turned out that it had already rotted in his heart. Yang Haozhong seemed to smell the stench of pus and blood. He was so disgusted that he wanted to throw up. He ran to the side of the road and held onto a big tree. With a wail, he vomited everything in his stomach. His stomach felt like it was churning and his heart felt like it was being cut into pieces. Weak tears flowed out uncontrollably. Yang Haozhong did not know if it was because of the pain of vomiting or...
The students who came to class approached him and wanted to help him and send him to the hospital. He waved them away. Can the doctor treat his injuries? It had already rotted in the bottom of his heart and would never recover. It followed like a shadow, waiting for the moment Yang Haozhong stopped breathing...
The melodious ringtone of Yang Haozhong's phone rang again, but he was too lazy to respond. Perhaps Wei Ling knew that her parents were looking for Yang Haozhong. Did she also know about Yang Haozhong's terrifying history? Did he cause his family to be destroyed because of a woman? He had to face what he had to face. Could he escape? Yang Haozhong smiled bitterly and calmly took out a color-screen smartphone from his pocket.
There were a few unread messages from Sister Chen.
"Little Yang, call me back quickly."
"Yang, where are you? Call me back immediately."
"Xiao Yang, something happened to Xiao Wei. Please call me back immediately.”
"Xiao Yang, I'm going crazy. Call me back.”
This was the last message Yang Haozhong saw from Sister Chen.
What happened to Dewey? Yang Haozhong knew that if it wasn't something urgent, Sister Chen would never leave a message in such a way. Little Wei? What exactly happened?
Yang Haozhong's heart churned with countless ominous premonitions, and he kept denying it unwillingly. He called Sister Chen back.
" Sister Chen?…" Before Yang Haozhong could finish his question, he was already stunned by the cries coming from the other end of the microphone. It seemed that the situation was very serious.
"Yang! Yang! Come over quickly! I'm in the emergency room of the Second People's Hospital. Little Wei, he…"
Yang Haozhong hung up the phone and ran out of the school without caring about the urgent call on the phone. His heart was in a panic, and the ominous premonition was getting stronger and stronger. Dewey was the only person Yang Haozhong could call a friend. He was like a younger brother, full of enthusiasm for everything. She had a bright smile on her face, revealing her two canine teeth. He cherished his hair the most and always felt that he was very handsome…
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