Under the surprised gazes of the entire class, Yang Haozhong swept the things on the table into the bag, picked them up, and rushed out. He sprinted like a madman to the Lin family's building.
" Lin Manjing…" he shouted at the top of his voice.
" Lin Manjing…" He refused to give up and stared at the window of her room.
" Lin Manjing…" His voice was hoarse as he cried.
Yang Haozhong could vaguely see Lin Manjing's swaying figure in front of the window.
" Lin Manjing…" The window opened, but it wasn't Lin Manjing.
"She's not here. Get lost." The middle-aged woman opened the window and roared fiercely. Then, she closed the door and windows tightly and drew the thick curtains.
" Lin Manjing…" Yang Haozhong did not give up. He shouted for half an hour, but there was no response. Instead, it attracted curses from the Lin family's neighbors and threats to call the police. He was in despair. He threw the textbooks in his arms to the ground and stepped on them desperately to vent the sadness in his heart.
" Lin Manjing…" He shouted at the top of his lungs as he sat on the ground dejectedly. He picked up the book that he usually cherished the most. The strong and meaningful pen words on the book melted in his crystal clear tears…
He picked up the tattered and messy textbook again and dragged his heavy footsteps, like a death row prisoner with heavy shackles staggering home. There were many strange gazes around him. A child pointed behind him and was pulled back by his mother. He couldn't stop laughing in his heart,'I really hope that I'll go crazy. Going crazy is the best ending for me.' But why am I not crazy? I'm in so much pain!
The journey home was long. In the dusk, the Yang family's dim yellow lights were on. They were not very bright, but there was a trace of warmth in his eyes. He took out the key with trembling hands and opened the door with difficulty. With a slap, his brain buzzed and stars appeared in front of his eyes. He couldn't stop himself from falling to the ground, and the books in his arms fell to the ground. His entire left cheek was swollen, but he didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt refreshed.
"Little bastard, why did you come back? Why don't you just die?" His father, Yang Songwei, gritted his teeth and cursed in the most vicious language. He grabbed Yang Haozhong's collar and slapped him a few times.
Yang Haozhong raised his head and puffed out his chest to welcome his father. It wasn't that he had anything to be confident about, but that he really wanted his father to beat him up. Because the pain on his body could numb his mind and temporarily forget the pain.
Before Yang Songwei could vent his violent spirit, his mother, Lou Tingyu, jumped out.
"Stop, even if you kill him, what problem can you solve?”She ran up and pried her husband's hand away. Yang Songwei let go of his son and sat on the chair with his head in his hands. This was Yang Songwei's habitual action. He was like an ostrich, as if he could bury his head and not face everything outside. He had lived a very tiring life, and he was powerless to do anything about it. Now that his hopes of having a son would disappear, he was pitifully poor.
"The school wants to expel him. What do you think we should do?" His father said in a muffled voice.
Yang Haozhong's face turned pale as if his heart had been torn apart. It hurts! He really wanted to cut open his chest and cover his bleeding heart. Although he had expected how the school would deal with it, he never expected that the top students who were expected to be the top scorer of the college entrance examination this year would no longer be able to study.
After so many years of hard work, he had put all his heart and soul into the book. Could he not study anymore? He had always wanted to change his fate by studying. Why did he have to deprive him of his rights? Was he supposed to be a worker like his father for the rest of his life and live as a low-class person forever? Why?
Yang Haozhong saw the books scattered around him and pounced on them crazily. He grabbed the books and stuffed them into his arms, but the pages that he had ravaged so many times scattered like flowers.
" No…" He let out a beast-like roar. He hated everything that had happened.
What did I do wrong? Two months ago, my life was so peaceful that there were ripples. Why did it become like this? Why are you doing this to me?
" Lin Manjing…" He shouted out the name that he had once dreamed of. All the images of her in his mind began to turn ugly and hideous. The mother, Lou Tingyu, threw herself on her son with tears streaming down her face. She hugged her son's head tightly and kept stroking it.
"Son, what happened? You wouldn't do such a stupid thing, right? You won't." Lou Tingyu kept nagging at him, comforting her son while also calming her own hurt heart.
Yang Haozhong's eyes were blurred with tears as he smelled the warmth that he had not smelled for a long time. How long had it been? It had been a long time since he had been hugged by his mother. He looked for his mother's embrace like a newborn baby, wanting to burrow deep into it and hide. His mother's embrace was so warm…
Yang Haozhong was carried to the bed by his parents. He was already very tall and muscular, and it was already exhausting for them. They didn't eat dinner, because what they needed wasn't food. At night, Yang Haozhong kept having nightmares. He dreamed of Lin Manjing's accusation and of Liang Renhong announcing his expulsion at the school meeting. When he woke up, his face was covered in tears. He did not dare to close his eyes again because the lingering dream was too painful.
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