The woman's voice sounded tearful and she seemed very fragile. The child in her arms was also affected by her and started crying.
Yan Cuo turned and looked at her, at the child in her arms, his eyes expressionless, as if the child before him was a stranger. "From the moment you abandoned me, you were no longer my mother. Now that you have another child, just pretend you never gave birth to me."
Yu Hui's face fell in an instant. She ignored the crying child in her arms and just looked at Yan Cuo, "Yan Cuo, Mom knows she was wrong. Can't you forgive Mom?"
Yan Cuo looked at her uncle and aunt who were following behind her, and continued walking forward without answering her question. Yu Hui hurried forward to catch up with her, and said in a pleading voice, "Yan Cuo, please forgive Mom, I really know I was wrong."
Yan Cuo looked at the child in her arms. It was obvious that he had been raised with great care. He was looking at her with two big eyes, which were filled with unfamiliarity and fear. She smiled and said, "Ms. Yu, in my heart, there are only my uncle and aunt. There is no place for you anymore. You should raise your child well. Don't let him go through the same experience as I did. Don't let both of your children go through the same experience."
He ignored Yu Hui's cries and walked straight down the mountain. He had grown up and was mentally prepared enough to face her. He couldn't afford her guilt, nor did he dare to accept it. He couldn't forget his humble past, nor could he get out of it or look at it lightly.
So just treat each other as strangers. The books say that things should be calm and the past should be like smoke. I have tried to do it myself, but I can’t do it.
Everything in the past is like a thorn, it pricks me and reminds me from time to time not to have any more delusions.
Yu Ruhai and Zhong Hongmei didn't expect that they would meet by chance. Looking at Yan Cuo's resolute back as he left, and then at Yu Hui's distraught look, they were both a little worried.
After briefly comforting Yu Hui, they hurried back home. They could still vividly remember Yan Cuo crying loudly when he came back from the hospital last time. This child was too sensitive. He was obviously looking forward to this family affection, but he refused to get close to it again.
When they returned home, the house was quiet. They walked quietly to Yan Cuo's room. The room was also quiet as if no one was there. They knocked on the door carefully and walked in.
Yan Cuo's expression remained unchanged. He was sitting at his desk doing his homework with a focused look, as if he was not affected at all by what happened today.
They finally felt relieved, and after a few words of encouragement for her to study hard, they left the room. As the door closed, they saw the girl at the desk suddenly turn around, looked at them, and said, "Don't worry about me. I've grown up and am stronger than before."
Zhong Hongmei's eyes reddened as she looked at the strong-willed girl in front of her. "Well, you are a strong and good child. You can tell us anything. We will always be by your side."
The girl smiled and looked at them, "Okay."
They walked out, and the moment they closed the door, Yan Cuo's face instantly fell.
In fact, she was never as strong as she said she was, but her pitiful self-esteem forced her to straighten her back and smile.
She wanted to let that woman see that she could live a good life and be excellent.
I took a deep breath and looked at the tree outside the window. It has been here since I came here. It has witnessed my growth, experienced laughter and tears. I am like this tree, and I will grow stronger and more resilient.
Thinking of the few remaining days until the college entrance examination, Yan Cuo felt a little worried. He did exercises and wrote test papers over and over again, writing down all the mistakes he might make, and then reviewing them over and over again.
When that day really comes, there is no room for error, as it will determine whether the road ahead will be bumpy or smooth.
It was almost noon when Yan Cuo received Su He's call. The house was so quiet that it seemed as if no one was there. Yan Cuo picked up the phone and walked to the window to answer it.
Su He's voice was obviously full of excitement as she chattered over there: "Yan Cuo, Gu Xuran is here, let's go to the basketball court at the junior high school to play basketball together."
Yan Cuo was a little surprised, "But I can't play basketball. I remember you can't play either. Do you want to go watch him play?"
Su He spoke mysteriously, "There's another person. I promise you'll want to see him."
"Is it Yu Muyang?" Yan Cuo asked tentatively. He had an answer in his heart, but he was not sure.
Su He didn't reply, but just said that you'll know when you get there. Yan Cuo had no choice but to agree and walked out of the room. The house was so quiet that it seemed as if no one was there.
Lunch was ready. Yancuo glanced at the table and saw a note left by his aunt. "Yancuo, your uncle and I are going out for a while and will be back later. Remember to eat lunch when it's ready. If you go out, remember to lock the door. The key is on the refrigerator."
Yancuo sat down to eat. She had eaten a lot in the morning, so she wasn't too hungry at the moment. She ate a few quick bites, washed the dishes, and after cleaning up for a while, she prepared to go out.
There were many people walking back and forth on the street, all with joy for the New Year on their faces. Many people greeted Yan Cuo when they saw him, and Yan Cuo politely responded one by one, "Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year, Happy New Year." They all had smiles on their faces, full of joy.
Yan Cuo walked forward all the way towards the junior high school. Su He called him several times to urge him, and Yan Cuo felt helpless and could only speed up his pace.
I don’t know if the person Su He was talking about is the one I had in mind. If so, I would be extremely happy.
They had just met yesterday, but Yan Cuo always felt that it was not enough. She wanted to be with him all the time. She liked the unique feeling of security when he was by her side.
Only he can give me this peace of mind, it is unique and irreplaceable.
As I walked into the familiar campus, before I even reached the basketball court, I heard Su He's playful laughter and the sound of basketballs hitting the ground.
When I walked in, I found that it was indeed him. He was playing basketball with Gu Xuran. He held the ball in his left hand, changed direction quickly, accelerated to the basket, and with a beautiful high jump, sent the basketball into the basket from between his fingers. The whole movement was done in one go, elegant and free. After turning around, he looked at Yan Cuo with a smile.
The breeze blew his bangs, making him look less serious than usual in front of others, and more youthful.
Yan Cuo then realized that he was wearing a gray sweatshirt today. The color looked very warm, making him look less sharp and more warm.
She had never seen Yu Muyang play basketball before, but had only heard about it a few times from others. Now that she saw him sweating profusely and playing basketball with such carefree and unrestrained expression, she realized that the boy in front of her was truly a treasure, who could always bring her surprises.
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