Chapter 56

  They walked into a small cold drink shop, each ordered a drink and sat in the corner. It was now morning, there were only a few customers at this time, very quiet, with only light music playing on the computer at the counter.

  He Wanrue directly took out the photo from her pocket and slapped it on the table, pushing it in front of He Song.

  The photo was a bit wrinkled, but that didn't affect the vivid picture on it at all. He Sheng took it over and flipped it over to look at it, and on the back of the photo was also written her current address, so he wasn't surprised how He Yuanyue had found him.

  She raised her head and looked at the person opposite her with a bad face, He Yuanyue said coldly: "Someone wants to fix you, do you know that?"

  He Sheng's hand trembled slightly on the table, and Yuan Chongyang's face with a smile, wisdom, and extreme coldness flashed through his mind.

  "I don't care who wants to mess with you, but now that this fire has reached me, you must give me an explanation." He Yanyue said straightforwardly: "You immediately move out of that house and go far, far away."

  He Shengduan picked up the cold drink in front of him and took a sip, "You... what's wrong?"

  Whenever He Yuanyue thought of those humiliating events, she would feel annoyed, and the person responsible for them was right in front of her, so her tone became even worse. "It's something that makes people unable to hold their heads up for the rest of their lives, I don't know what kind of bad luck I had to be harmed by you like this." She paused, "You'd better move out today, lest another mess happens."

  He Xiang's eyes drooped slightly, his gaze fixed on the photo of a smiling youth wiping his mouth for him. After a moment, he shook his head and said in a gentle but firm tone, "No way!"

  The sunlight outside the window is great, and people on the street are holding umbrellas to avoid the scorching summer sun. It's in this kind of season that the atmosphere between two people suddenly becomes as cold as an ice cellar.

  He Wan Yue's face was as dark as ink, "Say that again."

  He Xiang swallowed his saliva and shook his head again, "No way!"

  He Wanrui's facial muscles twitched, and she said sternly: "I couldn't get into school because of you, and in a few days I might even be persuaded to drop out. Now you're telling me it's not possible? Do you know how hard it was for me to get this far? He Song! I have no grudge against you, but as a person, you should have a conscience!"

  He Sheng took a quick glance at her, his expression no better than hers. "Sorry, I really can't go!"

  He Wan Yue suddenly picked up her cup and splashed the contents all over her, slamming the cup down and shouting: "Are you leaving or not?"

  The commotion caused the two young service staff behind the counter to look up and start whispering in discontent.

  He Sheng endured the chill brought by the ice pack and wiped his wet face with his hand, shaking his head, "No way!"

  She's gone, what is Yuan Zhi going to do? She can't leave!

  He Wan Yue didn't understand, obviously a yes-man who seemed to be easily pushed over, how did she become someone who wouldn't take no for an answer? He Sheng's gentle and soft exterior was far from her true nature.

  This negotiation naturally ended in failure, and He Song's face was cold and dry when the two finally parted ways.

  When Wu Shu returned home, she saw He Song in a sorry state and was shocked. "What's wrong?"

  Asking as he lifted his cloak to wipe her face.

  He Xiang stood still, forcing a slight smile on his face, "I went to buy drinks and accidentally tripped."

  "You look gentle, but why are you so restless when something happens? You're always getting into trouble and bumping into things. This will get you scolded by Yuan Zhi again."

  He Sheng listened to her muttering nonstop over there and didn't speak for a long time.

  On the other hand, He Wan Yue walked into a small alley and entered a run-down old inn. She had been living in such a place for several days, eating instant noodles and sleeping on a hard board bed. The environment was poor and the facilities were incomplete, which could be said to have fallen to the lowest point.

  Her room was on the first floor, south-facing, filled with a strong musty smell. With the door closed, she could still hear footsteps in the corridor outside. She lay on her bed, listening to the various noises from outside, and remained stunned for an entire day.

  She didn't think she had the ability to make He Song voluntarily leave that place, and the terrible consequences that he couldn't bear were borne by herself. This treatment was very unfair, but she also had to endure it.

  Just thinking about the possibility of finding an opportunity to knock someone unconscious and carry them away, when the phone rang, the mobile phone that was tightly attached to the skin through a layer of fabric in the pocket kept vibrating, dull and continuous, making people feel especially annoyed.

  After three consecutive pauses, she continued to ring enthusiastically. She finally took it out of her pocket, the number was local but unfamiliar, and she hesitated for a few seconds before answering.

  Two days later, in the late afternoon, the sky was overcast with the characteristic gloom of a summer thunderstorm. He Sheng saw He Yuanyue again, as well as his former parents. The six years had left obvious marks on them, and the poverty and hardship of life in the mountains were still visible on their faces.

  He Wanrue's eyes were covered with bloodshot, her face was haggard, and the gaze looking at her had an obvious hatred.

  Qian Zhaodi pulled her husband and daughter a few steps forward, barely concealing the disgust she felt when seeing He Sheng. She said, "I heard from Yuanyue that she came to see you a few days ago?"

  He Sheng leaned against the wall at the door, his whole body stiff and his head lowered, "Uh-huh!"

  "You've made it so she can't live in school, and you won't leave?" They called He Yuanyue when they had already arrived at the station. Later, they went to He Yuanyue's small hotel together and learned about what had happened over the past few days. They came here because He Jun was detained by the police for no reason and couldn't find anyone to reason with, so they could only come to find He Yuanyue and let their relatively worldly daughter think of a solution. But who knew that the other party was also in a desperate situation.

  He Sheng's gaze was somewhat scattered, his fingers numbly scratching the wall, "It wasn't me... who caused it."

  She didn't do anything at all...

  "Isn't it your fault? You have the nerve to say that, if it weren't for you we wouldn't be in this situation now!" Qian Zhao Di shouted loudly, "We struggled so hard to raise a university student, and now because of you, everything is going to be ruined. Don't forget that Wan Yue is still your sister, I raised you for over ten years not to have you harm us."

  Her eyes were filled with obvious sarcasm, and she pointed a finger at him. "Is it that living in such a house makes you forget where you came from? I'll tell you, the fact that you're having such a good life is all thanks to me. If I hadn't sent you out back then, could you have lived so comfortably? You heartless thing, once you start living well, you forget about us, right? I can make you live a good life, and whether you believe it or not, I also have the ability to make you unable to live."

  Qian Zhaodi struck a fearless pose in front of He Sheng, as if the two were about to engage in an intense battle at any moment.

  His coarse words made He Song feel like his chest was filled with sour vinegar.

  Although it's been a long time since she thought about the days in the mountains, she hasn't forgotten how she cried and knelt down to beg the person in front of her not to give up on her.

  Good days? Are her days good? Count it! At least she met Yuan Zhi, He Shou Si, Chen Jia Yin, Wu Shu, Yan Bo, the existence of these people seems to be able to fill up all the dissatisfaction in life, but...

  For six years, she had no contact with this family at all. The two people who were supposed to be her parents didn't even come to see her once. Now that they've appeared, they don't ask how she's doing, but instead want her to sacrifice herself for someone else.

  She and He Wan Yue are both their daughters, why is there such a big difference?

  No, there is indeed a difference...

  He Xiang made a great effort to swallow his saliva and said in a low voice: "Sorry, I... can't go."

  He San Zhuang, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up with a cold face: "As a human being, one must have a conscience. No matter what, we raised you for twelve years. Because of whom did your sister become like this? How can you bear to abandon her?"

  Qian Zhaodi shouted: "What kind of conscience can this person have, it's a white-eyed wolf! I've seen through you too. Those ten or so years were not even as good as raising a dog. You don't want to leave, huh? Alright, let you stay here for a few more days and see if I can take you away!"

  He Sheng raised her hand and patted her own ear, she even suspected if she had misheard, why could one person's words hurt someone to such an extent?

  These people used to be her family, family? What kind of relationship is considered as family?

  Yuan Chongyang is Yuan Zhi's father, and Zhang Shuxuan is Chen Jiayin's mother. They are all family members. Such a beautiful word, why does it make people want to cry when applied to them?

  He Shuang deeply buried her head, and the tears that had been rolling in her eyes were about to fall. She clenched her fists tightly and turned around to go back into the house.

  Qian Zhaodi was not willing to give up, suddenly a strong step forward pulled her hair and beat her, scolding: "You heartless thing, you ruined Yuanyue, I will not let you have a good life either."

  The true nature of the memory was exposed, and He Yuanyue, who had been silent all along, tried to stop it but in vain. He Sanzhuang just stood by with dry eyes, showing no intention of lending a hand.

  Don't mention that she didn't really fight back, even if she had the idea, her strength wasn't comparable to Qian Zhao's. When she was pushed and fell to the ground, she expressionlessly covered the back of her head, preparing to be beaten.

  The expected kick did not land on her body. A great force pulled her up from the ground, and a hand stroked her already disheveled hair.

  "Madam He, what's going on that can't be said properly and must resort to violence?" Yan Bai pulled He Song behind him and calmly looked at the three people in front of them.

  Good breeding and good education are of great importance, but many things cannot be compared. Once they are listed together, people will inevitably think of comparisons, which is human nature and can never be avoided.

  Qian Zhao's arrogance suddenly subsided, she still had an impression of this man, rubbed her hands and smiled awkwardly: "This is not a child who doesn't listen, just educate him, children can't be spoiled, the more they are spoiled, the more they will be lawless, even ignoring their parents' words."

  After finishing speaking, he glared fiercely at He Song, who was lowering his head.

  Yan Bai smiled and said, "He Sheng is a good kid, obedient and well-behaved, never causing any trouble. What are you referring to?"

  Qian Zhao's expression was slightly stagnant, and although she knew that the details of the matter were unfair to her, He Sheng was not her own flesh and blood after all. She still protected He Wan Yue more, but outsiders didn't understand this reason, nor could she explain it to them, and future matters would be even harder to discuss.

  After a moment, she rolled her eyes and said with a tone of compromise: "That's the thing, He Song hasn't been back home for so many years, I just want to bring him back again. Plus, the old folks at home miss him dearly, it's just that I don't know what you people mean?"

  He Shuang's fingertips trembled slightly as his gaze at Yan Bo's heel became dazed.

  Yan Bai took off his glasses and wiped them clean before putting them back on. He said slowly, "It's hard for you that there are still people who miss the child."

  Qian Zhao Di smiled awkwardly.

  He continued, "This matter can't be explained in just a few words. You may not know that our Young Master Yuan has always treated He Sheng like his own sister and spoiled her. Normally, he wouldn't even let anyone speak loudly to her, let alone scold her. Do you think he would let someone take her away?"

  He Wan Yue suddenly thought of Yuan Zhi and frowned, Qian Zhao Di was stunned for a moment, then said: "Can... this is my own child, can't I take my own child away?"

  "Theory is fine, but it's essentially difficult." Yan Bai still smiled, smiling warmly and elegantly, "Do you really think the Yuan family is a free nursery? Whatever you say is whatever?"

  A group of people were left speechless by him, Qian Zhao Di rarely fell silent, and after a while, she said: "He Shuang, I must take him away. Our He family's child returning home is not against the law, is it? Since we can't come to an agreement today, I'll come again tomorrow or the day after, let others hear whether it's reasonable for me to take my child."

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and pulled He Wanrue to rush to the side of the woodenly stupid He Sanzhuang and shouted: "Still not leaving, a useless thing with a wooden brain."

  As the three people walked away, Yan Bai turned around to look at He Song. His hair was still messy, and he was wearing a light blue short-sleeved shirt with white 9-point pants that already had obvious stains. How did this play come about today? He understood it clearly.

  She pulled her wrinkled clothes and asked, "Will you leave the Yuan family?"

  He Sheng stared at his own bruised heel, which was a result of being stepped on by Qian Zhao Di earlier.

  "I won't leave Yuan Zhi," she said in an unusually calm tone. "You want me to go too."

  Yuan Zhi does not represent the Yuan family. He Sheng has made his stance very clear, and as for the latter sentence, there is no hint of inquiry whatsoever.

  Yan Bai was somewhat embarrassed by her words, he furrowed his brow and said: "He Song, life is too realistic, you still need to understand many things, such as the distance between people." After a pause, he added: "Leaving isn't a bad thing."

  It seemed like she didn't want to talk to anyone, so Yan Bai patted her shoulder and also turned around to leave with a hint of helplessness.

  The sunshine in this clear morning seemed particularly pale and weak, He Song rubbed a few times at the elbow where there was a faint bruise with dust on it, and entered the house.

  The author has something to say: Uh...... Tomorrow, the two of them will be separated, and then I found that there seems to be some abuse...... The plot simulated in my mind and actually written out is not very different, I originally thought it shouldn't be abusive......

  But I have a high pain tolerance, so I can accept it pretty well. Take care of yourselves, don't cry, haha! I think it's better to cry when we reunite! ^_^