Chapter 120 Extra: Rebirth on a Snowy Night
The snow fell silently, piece by piece.
The winter nights in Anluo City are bitterly cold.
Sheng Han was lying in a dark alley near the school.
The wind at the alley entrance blew up snow particles, scraping across the corners of his broken mouth like a knife, and his mouth was filled with the smell of rust and blood.
Across the alley was the pastry shop he was very familiar with.
The signboard had long been extinguished.
His whole body ached, as if it was falling apart, and every bone in his body was screaming.
He spent this Spring Festival at Zhou's house.
His grandfather was very kind to him, but seeing his uncles and their families sitting together and having so much fun, the feeling of isolation and inability to fit in overwhelmed him like a tide.
He found excuses and wandered the streets of Anluo City like a lonely ghost all day long.
He thought that if he died, maybe he would be able to see his mother again.
In a trance, he seemed to really see his mother's gentle smiling face, reaching out her hand to him.
"Hello... hello?"
A timid and hesitant female voice, like a faint ray of light, penetrated his deep silence.
Sheng Han struggled to open his swollen eyelids, and a blurry white figure appeared in his sight.
She was wearing a fluffy white down jacket, and the fur around the collar made her face look even smaller and cuter.
She was carrying a small bag with a sunflower-shaped plush decoration hanging on it, which swayed with her movements.
"Were you...being bullied? Do you need me to call an ambulance for you?"
It's her.
Shi Qing.
Sheng Han's mind went blank.
He never thought that he would meet her when he was in such a miserable state.
At this moment, another steady male voice came from the alley: "Qingqing, what's wrong?"
"Dad!" Shi Qing turned around, her voice filled with anxiety, "Someone over here is injured, seriously injured! I...I'll call 911 right now!"
Shi Hong walked over quickly and was also shocked when he saw the scene in the alley.
He squatted down, looking at his bruised and bloody face, not daring to move. He could only take off his down jacket and carefully cover Sheng Han with it to help protect him from the wind and snow.
"You... don't have to save me." Sheng Han squeezed out a few words from his throat, his voice so weak that it seemed as if he would die at any time.
Shi Hong frowned and said in a deep voice, "What nonsense! You are so young, what obstacles can't you overcome? No matter how big the problem is, it is not as important as your life!"
Shi Qing seemed to see the dead silence in his eyes. She squatted down, and her clear eyes reflected his miserable appearance at the moment.
"I know...it must be hard right now." Her voice was soft, yet it held a strange soothing power.
"It's like when I was a kid and just started dancing. When the teacher stretched my legs, I cried every day because of the pain. I felt like my bones were going to break. At that time, I thought, I don't want to dance anymore. I'm going to die. It's too painful."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but laugh.
"But then, when I was on stage for the first time, I heard so much applause from the audience, and saw my parents' proud eyes, I suddenly discovered the joy of dancing. That feeling made me feel so happy and joyful. So, I persisted."
Shi Hong also agreed with a smile: "Yes, your mother and I were mentally prepared at the time, waiting for you to cry and say that you would never go to interest classes again. But in the end, you, girl, gritted your teeth and persevered."
"I dance so beautifully!" Shi Qing raised her little face and praised herself without any modesty.
That smile seemed particularly vivid and bright in the cold winter night.
She looked at Sheng Han and said seriously, "So, if you feel like you can't hold on any longer, try to find a fulcrum that makes you happy. Hold on, and no matter how difficult things are, they will pass."
The ambulance sirens sounded from far away.
Shi Hong got into the car with the medical staff, and before leaving, he reminded his daughter to go home quickly.
Sheng Han was lying on the stretcher, watching the white figure gradually disappear into the distance through the car window, with the sunflower wrapped in it swaying.
Warm liquid slid from the corners of his eyes, mixing with the blood on his face.
He thought he had found the fulcrum that would allow him to hold on.
He was also extremely grateful that he was beaten beyond recognition, making it difficult to recognize who he was.
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The classes will be divided in the second semester of high school.
Sheng Han was unexpectedly assigned to one of the classes taught by Shi Qing's mother.
"Teacher Li, what kind of magic did you use to make Sheng Han study math so hard?" Outside the window, the physics teacher leaned on the door frame and inquired curiously.
All the teachers in the first-year high school group knew that although Sheng Han had become much more restrained this semester, he was still very biased in his studies and his love for mathematics was simply unbelievable.
Li Manqing was also confused and could only smile modestly.
In the classroom, Sheng Han, who was sitting upright, felt his ears burning when he heard this conversation, but he was scratching his head and wailing in his heart.
What does this question mean? Math is so difficult!
Qingqing is so good at Chinese, why does her mother teach math?
What he didn't know was that Shi Qing often made similar lamentations because her math was the worst among all the subjects.
——
Sheng Han thus began his long secret love.
He was like a most devout believer, chasing after his own god.
He would calculate the time and create a seemingly accidental "encounter" on the way to the cafeteria.
He would quietly follow her, watch her laughing and playing with her friends, and then be in a good mood all day.
Every look from Shi Qing made him tremble with fear, and he wondered if she had discovered his secret.
But it didn't.
He watched her get into a car accident and struggle in pain in a wheelchair.
He wanted to rush forward and tell her "It's okay, everything will be fine", but he didn't dare.
He was just a cowardly secret admirer who only dared to hide in the shadows.
Fortunately, she got through it on her own, but she was not as happy as before.
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In his senior year of high school, Sheng Han set a single goal for himself.
Capital Normal University, the school where Shi Qing is studying.
He started to practice questions like crazy, and his scores finally stabilized in the range that could get him into that university.
But at this moment, bad news came from the Shi family.
He saw Teacher Li, who was always energetic, secretly wiping away tears in the office, looking haggard.
He wanted to help her and her family pay off the astronomical debt.
money……
For the first time, he took the initiative to contact the man he had deliberately forgotten, Sheng Jian.
Sheng Jian on the other end of the phone still looked like the person Sheng Han hated.
He even quickly found out his son's secret thoughts.
"A momentary liking can't make a living." Sheng Jian's tone left no room for argument. "A child's secret love will soon be forgotten with distance and time."
"Study abroad and learn financial management. Come back and inherit Shengxin. This is the path you should take. As long as you agree, I can help you with the money immediately."
Sheng Jian is very dissatisfied with Sheng Han’s current goal. Why does he earn so much money?
Sheng Han is the successor of Shengxin Group. He should go abroad to learn advanced management experience and come back to manage Shengxin Group well, instead of becoming a teacher just because he likes a girl!
Sheng Han, the once rebellious boy who thought he could fight the whole world, lowered his proud head for the first time in the face of reality and money.
He agreed.
He contacted one of Shi Qing's most trusted teachers in college and funded her in the name of an "anonymous philanthropist."
He only hopes that his girl can always be like a sunflower, bright, brilliant and carefree.
On the eve of going abroad, he quietly slipped to the school's bulletin board and carefully cut off Shi Qing's photo from the outstanding graduate display board.
In the photo, she has curved eyebrows and smiles frankly and confidently.
Sheng Han clutched the photo tightly and boarded the plane to Country Y alone.
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