Chapter 47 Great Changes Yu Li's voice was like a...
Yu Li's voice was like a thunderclap, deafening.
Chen Song thought he had misheard: "Wha...what?"
Yu Li clutched Chen Song's shoulders, tears streaming down her face. "Xiao Song, we're the ones who let you down. We deserve to die. No! It's Andeming who deserves to die! I didn't know about this! I never knew about it from the beginning! It was Andeming who did this without telling me. Two years ago, he took a risk and invested in a foreign trade business. This year, it was discovered that the lead content exceeded the standard, and all the goods we had originally purchased had to be scrapped. The original partners are all demanding compensation."
Chen Song's blood froze, his chest heaved more and more, and he felt a dull pain in his heart. The strong feeling of suffocation came over him again, as if the hand of death was strangling his breathing tube.
Chen Song's face turned pale. He opened his mouth and asked hoarsely, "How much do you owe?"
"Thirty...thirty million." Yu Li cried and hugged Chen Song, then fell to her knees powerlessly. She looked up at Chen Song, "Song, Mommy is so sorry. I'm so sorry. I've hurt you. The debt collector said that if you can't pay it back, they'll sue you in court and put you in jail!"
"I wanted to go in for you, too. But Ander Ming used some trickery to fill in your name and information with all the responsible people! Bastard! I was so blind!"
Chen Song took a deep breath and closed his eyes in despair: "30 million... You come to me? Where do you think I can come up with 30 million?!"
Yu Li hugged his legs and tried to climb up. "There must be a way, right? This house can be sold. Doesn't your father still have land? He can sell it too. And I have some savings here. And your uncle and your second uncle. They've made a lot of money doing business in other places over the years. I just asked around. Let's go and ask them for help, okay? Xiao Song. Mom will definitely help you raise the money and won't let you go to jail."
"Although I definitely can't pay it off in one go, I can pay back part of it first, delay it, and then pay it back slowly later. Okay? It's all my fault, it's all my fault." Yu Li cried breathlessly.
Chen Song looked at her quietly, but his heart seemed to be cut open by someone and poured into it with thick flaming magma. His originally dormant and dead heart was completely melted by the magma.
His heart was completely hollowed out. He could no longer sense the meaning of his existence in this world, nor could he feel alive. He was like a floating object, drifting around in this illusory world.
Chen Song didn't understand why every time his life was on track, it would be disrupted by a sudden disaster. Suffering and setbacks constantly forced him to bow his head. He stood up again and again, only to be knocked down again and again.
I'm really tired, so tired.
Thirty million, such an astronomical sum, was a devastating blow to him. Could he ever pay it off in his lifetime? What if he couldn't? Would he end up in jail?
Chen Song sneered. He had clearly done nothing. His journey to becoming a doctor had just begun. On the 10th he would go to Yile for internship.
The future and dreams are all ruined.
All hope is like a dream bubble, which will be blown away by the cold wind.
"Why don't you run away?" Chen Song looked at Yu Li, who was shouting at the top of his lungs, and said indifferently, "Are you here to inform me?"
Yu Li hurriedly got up and touched Chen Song's face with trembling hands: "How could I escape? How could I watch you go to jail? You are my son... I love you."
Chen Song's eyes suddenly widened, his heart aching violently. The taut string was completely broken. He slapped Yu Li's hand away and stood up suddenly: "Get out! Get out!"
Yu Li was so shocked by the yelling: "Xiao...Xiao Song. Mom didn't mean it... Mom also..."
"I told you to get out!!!" Chen Song roared at the top of his lungs, his face flushed crimson, his white neck covered in purple veins. Tears streamed from his cracked eyes.
"I don't want to see you again! Why did you throw me away and then come back? Why did you give birth to me? Why did you marry Chen Shengping? Why do you both have to bear all the mistakes of both of you? What did I do wrong? Did I want to be born? Did I want to be your child? Why do you treat me like this?"
"It's not like that, Xiao Song." Yu Li explained incoherently.
Her explanation was too pale and lacked confidence.
"Shut up! You all say you love me? How can you love me? It's disgusting!" Chen Song's chest was heaving with excitement. He tried to grab some air and clenched his numb hands. "Get out of here! Anderson should pay back the money he owes himself! What does it have to do with me? Get out! I don't want to see you again!"
"Get out of here!"
Seeing Yu Li kneeling motionless, Chen Song completely ignored Yu Li's explanation, pulled him up and threw him out of the door, slammed the door and locked it.
His mind was in a state of chaos, his head was splitting with pain, and his breathing was becoming increasingly heavy. Chen Song cupped his hands to cover his mouth, leaned against the door, and slowly sat down on the ground. It took a long time for him to recover.
Chen Song gradually calmed down.
The fact that Andeming was able to flee abroad suggests he must have left himself some wiggle room. He'll be fine. He didn't do this, and it has nothing to do with him. The law is just, and the judge will surely see clearly.
Yu Li was knocking on the door outside. Chen Song's head was buzzing and hurting. He got up from the ground, turned off all the lights in the room, staggered upstairs in the dark, poured four sleeping pills from the bedside table and swallowed them. Without the help of water, the pills were stuck in his throat for a long time before he could swallow them, choking Chen Song and making his face turn red.
The hazy memories of childhood became clear in his dreams. Every moment he slept, Chen Song was trapped in a dream. Chen Shengping's beatings and scoldings, Yu Li's sarcastic remarks, the arguments between Chen Shengping and Yu Li, Chen Shengping's ferocious eyes as he collapsed at the stairs, the receding figures of Yu Li and An Deming.
Chen Shengping said he loved him on the hospital bed, Gu Xingjue hugged him and said he loved him, and Yu Li knelt down and said he loved him.
Where is it, love?
The heavy dream weighed down Chen Song, making it hard for him to breathe. He struggled desperately like a drowning man, but he could not break free from the nightmare and escape.
Chen Song woke up the next afternoon. He abruptly jumped out of bed, sweating profusely, his blankets soaked. He glanced at his phone. It read 4 p.m. Not a single message had come in. The silence of his phone, devoid of any messages, left him feeling profoundly silent.
His restless heartbeat gradually calmed down, as if this was just an ordinary day. Nothing had happened, and his life had not changed at all.
Chen Song was extremely thirsty. When he threw off the covers and stood up, his cell phone suddenly rang. Chen Song was startled and fell off the bed. The ringing sounded like the devil coming to collect his death warrant.
Chen Song took a deep breath, picked up his phone, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the caller ID: "Hello, Brother Jing Sheng."
"Yes, Xiao Song. I arrived in Hangzhou in the middle of the night the day before yesterday. I didn't tell you because I thought you were asleep, and I've been busy until now. How are you doing over there? Is Ajue still there?"
Chen Song wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "He's gone."
As Chen Song spoke, his eyes gradually became dull. He couldn't tell whether Yu Li had really come last night or it was all a dream.
If it's true, 30 million, can Brother Jingsheng help...
Chen Song opened his thin lips slightly, but words were stuck in his chest.
"Did you just wake up?" Yun Jingsheng chuckled and said, "You sound like you haven't woken up yet. It's rare that you've slept for so long, not bad."
Chen Song said "hmm" softly, and after a moment he said, "Brother Jing Sheng, can I go to work today?"
Yun Jingsheng said, "I just praised you, Xiaosong. Today is only the third day of junior high school, you can't be idle. Aren't you afraid of what your aunt will say about you?"
Chen Song said, "I've had a good rest... Isn't Brother Jing Sheng also working?"
Yun Jingsheng was speechless and smiled bitterly, "I'm a bad role model. I don't learn good things, but I learn bad things. Okay, I'll go tell the section chief. I guess he'll be happy that you're coming to work so early. I'll give you the news later."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Song went to take a hot shower. After the shower, Yun Jingsheng also sent a message, saying that he could move into the dormitory today and officially start work tomorrow.
Yile has specially provided dormitories. Chen Song simply packed his luggage and carried the suitcase to the gate of a community near his home. That was the location Chen Song had located for the online car-hailing service.
Chen Song had just walked a few steps outside when a black car drove up to the open space in front of his house. Chen Song thought it was the car he had arranged, but then he realized that the location was not there.
Soon a group of people dressed in fancy clothes got out of the car, each holding a stick in their hands. Seeing this, Chen Song's legs felt weak and he turned around to escape home, taking out the keys from his pocket tremblingly.
The group of people rushed over to Chen Song aggressively and knocked the key out of his hand.
Chen Song said warily, "What do you want to do?"
"Straightforward man, let's be frank and speak frankly," said a short, fat man, banging an iron rod in his hand. "Thirty million. Pay it back."
Chen Song clenched his sweating hands, turned around, suppressed his fear, and said calmly: "I'll mortgage this house and land to you first. I'll pay the rest back slowly. You should know that I'm just a... "
The shadow of being beaten in his youth came like wet and turbulent sea water, enveloping Chen Song and making it difficult for him to breathe.
Chen Song paused and swallowed his saliva: "I'm a college student who hasn't graduated yet. I have to go to work now. I'm a doctor. I will make a lot of money working in the hospital in the future. So can you wait?"
"Your mother has already signed the contract with us for the house and the land. You don't need to tell me." A tall, thin man leaned on Chen Song and spit at him, choking him and making him cough. "We don't know if you are a doctor, but we know you have a stupid father. He ran away, how do we know if you will run away tonight too?"
The short, fat man hit Chen Song's suitcase with a stick. "Your father made a fool of us. You have to settle this debt. Blame it on you having such a treacherous father! Your father played us around like crazy. If you don't pay back the debt, the son must pay it back! Today we want your house too, and we're going to take revenge on you. If you dare to run, we'll break your legs!"
"Open the door with the key and turn out all the household registration books and property certificates!" The short and fat man gave an order, and the mob rushed in one after another, turning Chen Song's warm home, which had just been tidied up, into a mess.
The crackling sound of objects breaking inside the house continuously struck Chen Song's periosteum. The huge commotion attracted the attention of the neighbors, and the huge crowd made people afraid to approach.
The short and fat man grabbed Chen Song's collar and dragged him into the house. He closed the door, threw Chen Song to the ground, and kicked him hard several times, causing Chen Song to groan in pain.
"What I hate most in my life are disgusting bastards like you. Your heads are full of calculations!" The fat man spat on Chen Song. "You're still thinking about running away! Bah! Do you think I'll believe you again? You're just like your father. You've ripped off all the money of my brothers. If you run away again, I'll send you to jail!"
"If you can't get the money," the tall and thin man grabbed Chen Song's hair, "hand over your damn father!"
Chen Song gritted his teeth and said, "He's not my father! I'm not the one who owes you money! I'll give you the house and land, and I'll give you whatever I can in the future. The fact that Andeming was able to escape abroad means he already had a way out. Instead of wasting your time on a broke college student like me, you might as well go find him!"
The tall, thin man slapped Chen Song in the face. "What the hell are you so stubborn about!? Anyone who owes a debt is a grandson! I don't care if he's your biological father, your name is on the guarantor list. If you don't pay me back, we'll either send you to jail or sell you to the black market and cut your kidneys off."
The short fat man sneered, "If he were sold as a whole, he'd only be worth three million at most. You're only worth that much. Blame it on you having such a father."
"I told you," Chen Song suddenly broke free from the tall and thin man's restraints, stood up and punched the short and fat man, "He's not my father!"
The short and fat man was hit hard by a punch, blood came out of his mouth, and his teeth were loose. He spit out the blood, picked up the stick and hit Chen Song in the stomach.
Chen Song was trembling in his heart, but he had grown up and was no longer as cowardly as he was when he was little. None of this was his fault, so why should he bear all this?
Chen Song dodged the stick, picked up a vase beside him and smashed it hard on the short and fat man's head. The short and fat man felt dizzy and blood flowed from his head.
The tall and thin man immediately went over to support him, and after staggering two steps, they both managed to stabilize themselves.
"Fuck your mother!" the tall and thin man cursed, "You're fucking tired of living! You want to die, right?"
Chen Song laughed and approached them with a sinister smile: "Yes, I owe a lot of debts, and I will never be able to pay them off in this lifetime. If I die, I will drag you all into hell with me!"
"You...you lunatic!" The short and fat man was frightened by him.
"Boss, we found them all!" Everyone came out of the house, holding various documents in their hands. They were shocked to see the short and fat man with blood on his face. "Boss, what happened to you?"
The short and fat man glared at Chen Song fiercely: "No matter where you hide, we will find you! Next time you better be able to pay it back. Five million within a week. If you can't, you can expect to go to jail!"
"Walk!"
After the debt collectors left, Chen Song fell to the ground, looking at the mess in the room and shaking uncontrollably.
One week, where can I come up with five million in one week?
There must be a way. Advance the salary. Yes, I have to go to Yile.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Song stood up shakily, tidied up his messed-up suitcase, and locked the door, as if nothing had happened. He picked up his suitcase and headed for the ride-hailing location.
A man walked under the street light at the end of the long stone steps. The tall figure stood there in black clothes. Without getting close, the familiar outline could be recognized at a glance.
Chen Song looked away indifferently and continued walking. Gu Xingjue strode forward and grabbed him: "What's wrong with the wound on your face? Who hit you?"
Chen Song shook off his hand and continued walking forward.
Gu Xingjue followed him again, and the two of them turned into an empty garden. Gu Xingjue grabbed Chen Song again and said, "Where are you going? How did you get that wound on your face?"
Chen Song pushed him away and said indifferently, "Get lost."
Gu Xing hugged him with determination and pain: "Chen Song, please don't be like this. Please, can you give me another chance, let's talk it out and live well. I will..."
"Then someone give me a chance!" Chen Song pushed him away, "Someone give me another chance to be sincere and give it to me!"
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