Chapter 85 3000 Nutrient Solution 2-in-1 Didn’t you say you liked me…
In the classroom of Class 11, everyone sat in their seats. They looked very busy and seemed to have a lot of things to do, but in fact, no one knew what they were busy with.
He Mingan told them in advance that Gu Yang would be back for class today.
finally……
Although not many days had passed during this period, they couldn't help but feel nervous every time they saw the empty seat.
If he comes back to attend classes, does it mean that, at least in Gu Yang's heart, this matter has been barely over?
So many days have passed, and they are still wavering in their minds about whether to pretend nothing happened when they meet next, or to have a frank chat.
But based on their understanding of Gu Yang, even if they wanted to pretend to be confused, the other party might just overturn the table.
But if they were to have a frank conversation, they were afraid that Gu Yang, who had already calmed down, would become angry again.
At this moment, there was a creaking sound from outside the door.
Gu Yang pushed the door and walked in.
It was only a few days since they hadn't seen each other, so naturally there wouldn't be any big changes in appearance. Gu Yang buried his head in his scarf, and the small part of his face that was exposed was pale from the cold. When he came in, he was carrying the chill from outside.
There was silence in the class.
But in fact, I was very panicked inside.
I had rehearsed it countless times in my mind, but when the person really stood in front of me, I instantly felt like everything was disrupted and I wanted to surrender.
"Hi, Gu Yang, um...you're back?" Xie Wu stood up too quickly and his knee hit the bottom of the table with a clang. He endured the pain and tried to greet him in a natural tone.
Gu Yang had returned to his seat and put down his schoolbag. He hummed coldly.
"Ah, you're finally back, Gu Yang." With Xie Wu's lead, Yu Bai also stood up and shamelessly moved closer to Gu Yang, "I thought you had a cold."
Hearing this, Gu Yang smiled and said, "Why shouldn't I come? Don't you have any idea?"
It turned out to be like this!
Yu Bai stepped on the landmine and passed option A for the rest of the people.
“Well, that is to say…” Yu Bai’s expression looked like it had been blown by a force ten gale, making it unrecognizable.
"I'm sorry, Gu Yang. I shouldn't have kept the previous things from you." Lu Ji directly chose option B. He looked at Gu Yang calmly, "The day I transferred to Class 11, I heard your inner voice. I got a lot of information from you, but I never told you. This is my fault."
This attitude...is pretty ok.
Gu Yang suppressed his expression but said nothing. As everyone kept talking about his worries, he slowly raised his head with some awkwardness and looked at his classmates in front of him.
In fact, he didn’t seem to have such a good relationship with this group of people before.
They all met and got together because of family relationships. If they feel uncomfortable, they will get angry on the spot and no one will give in to anyone else.
We usually play together, but we can’t say we are close friends.
When did it start to change?
Gu Yang could vaguely feel that the opportunity was probably because of the plot that appeared in his mind and the subsequent feeling of having his voice heard.
But in fact, all the things in the past are no longer important. As the knot in his heart was finally untied, like a snake shedding its old skin, the dried skin, along with the sand and gravel embedded in the scales, were left on the road behind him.
The key point should be what he is thinking now.
"Forget it, this matter is over."
He was not a man of sweet words, and after pondering for a long time he only said this.
But this sentence was enough to brighten the atmosphere in the class.
"But if it continues like this..."
"What will happen if it happens again?" Yu Bai asked cautiously.
Gu Yang hadn't figured out what harsh words to say yet, so he just smiled at Yu Bai and said, "Guess."
Sometimes the lethality of blank space is even more shocking than speaking a complete sentence. Yu Bai raised his hands in surrender with a slight fear.
"This is a naked warning and threat."
"You are really a bit stupid, Xiaobai." Ying Jiayi smiled helplessly and said softly, "Shouldn't the focus be on the future?"
I always feel like something is different.
In the past, Gu Yang always stayed in his own world, with a gloomy and self-defeating temperament. He trapped himself and could easily trap others.
But now the clouds had obviously cleared and the light was shining, and the eyes looking at them were no longer shrouded in fog.
I don't know what happened, but it can't be a bad thing.
"Hey? Gu Yang, what's wrong with your eyes?" After understanding the matter, Xie Wu finally had some extra time to spare.
Although his eyes were suppressed by his very visible eyelashes, if one looked closely, one could still see that Gu Yang's eyes were slightly moist, and the red color that seeped out was the unique feeling after having swollen eyes from crying all night.
Could it be that I have been crying every day at home these days because I was deceived by them?
Yu Bai opened his eyes wide in shock. He covered his forehead with his hands tremblingly. His mind couldn't help but emerge the scene of Gu Yang curled up, burying his head in the quilt weakly and helplessly, with tears soaking the sheets.
The guilt that arose spontaneously made him want to slide down to his knees in front of Gu Yang.
"As for yesterday...didn't you meet Song Yinxing yesterday?" Xie Wu's thoughts were not as far-fetched as Yu Bai's. He frowned immediately with a somewhat unfriendly expression, "Did Song Yinxing bully you?"
This sentence made Qi Lecheng, who had been keeping his head down and pretending to be a coward, suddenly raise his head, and a subtle gloom flashed across his eyes.
After all, it was he who introduced this person.
Gu Yang turned his head away unnaturally: "No, I stayed up late watching TV."
But this action seems to be an attempt to cover up something.
Xie Wu was a little unsure. On the one hand, he felt that Song Yinxing did not seem like that kind of person, and on the other hand, there was definitely something wrong with Gu Yang's expression.
He Mingan, who had been quiet the whole time and had handed over the stage to them, looked at Xie Wu and shook his head slightly.
Seeing this, Xie Wu had no choice but to skip this topic for the time being.
After chatting for a while, they sat back in their seats, but this time the atmosphere was obviously more relaxed than before, and they no longer pretended to be busy in order to divert attention.
"Welcome back." After calming down, He Mingan turned around as usual, looked at Gu Yang behind him, and said softly.
Gu Yang leaned over the table and hummed vaguely, then pretended to be indifferent and asked, "How was my performance just now?"
He Mingan smiled and said, "Very good."
"So perfunctory." Gu Yang muttered.
"I really think it's great." He Mingan joked, "But you, why do you suddenly care about other people's opinions?"
"…Did something happen during the meeting with Xiao Song yesterday?"
Gu Yang's eyes wandered for a moment, and then he said, "I won't tell you."
It was a completely expected answer, but it was followed by another sentence: "Who told you to sneak away from me yesterday? I don't want to tell you."
Indeed, He Mingan invited people out yesterday in his name, but he himself did not show up at all.
He knew that Gu Yang was obviously avoiding the topic, and he seemed to be justified in doing so, even though it was indeed his problem.
He Mingan rarely felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.
It seems that there is some secret between him and Song Yinxing that belongs only to them.
But he could also feel the changes in Gu Yang. The vague feeling that used to make him palpitate, as if he was afraid that he would lose control of himself if he wasn't careful, was gone.
But isn't this exactly what he wants?
At that time, it was because he saw the specialness that Ayang showed towards the other person that he decided to give it a try and bring them together.
He Mingan restrained the smile on his face and looked a little dazed.
In the silence, Gu Yang spoke again: "Don't you want to know what happened that night?"
That day...
He Mingan's expression looked a little complicated, his eyes flickered, but in the end he just shook his head.
"Forget it, as long as you're safe."
"It is safe now, but I can't guarantee what will happen next."
"I'm sorry, Ayang." He Mingan smiled bitterly, "It was clearly my business, but in the end I threw it all to you. In the end, I didn't even have the courage to do the finishing work."
When he said this, he lowered his head in embarrassment to hide the expression on his face at the moment. Although it was impossible to see it, he knew it must be very bad.
Gu Yang looked at the other party's reaction, thought for a while, then reached out and touched the head in front of him.
"It's okay. If you don't want to listen, you don't have to."
It was like words to coax a child. The cold touch passed through his hair. He Mingan stood there in a daze, and then a helpless smile spread from the corners of his mouth.
"I didn't expect that you were the one comforting me, Ayang. I'm really ashamed. A lot of things must have happened to you too."
"Well, it's good that you know." Gu Yang nodded, took out his phone and flipped through the album to find a screenshot of a recent jewelry auction exhibit, and pushed it across the table to show the other party, "This is the new one I've chosen, use it as the labor compensation for this dispatch."
He Mingan looked at the picture on his phone in silence, and finally said with a smile: "This is really a high fee."
"Of course, my worth is not low."
The shadow of self-blame and guilt that was thick in his heart and almost suffocating him gradually dissipated after hearing these few words.
"Ayang, you really..."
“It’s snowing.”
The sigh-like words were interrupted by a soft murmur. He Mingan tilted his head to look out the window, squinted his eyes to avoid the glaring skylight, and finally saw the scenery outside the window clearly.
Countless snowflakes fell from the sky in large and small pieces. After so many years, the first heavy snow of winter finally fell on the land of Jiangcheng.
"It's snowing." He also murmured softly.
"What? It's actually snowing?" Xie Wu excitedly rushed to the window, opened the glass and stuck his head out to look.
The place where they were was exactly the dividing line between the north and south snowfall lines, and it had been a long time since they had seen snow.
Ying Jiayi, who was sitting in the front, couldn't help but complain: "It's so cold, the heater is running out, why don't you go out and take a look."
The window was closed again.
But a few flakes of snow that were blown in had already fallen on Gu Yang's eyelashes, falling on the sunny summer afternoon that had always trapped him in his heart.
The world and seasons in his heart finally began to slowly change and alternate.
It turns out that winter has really come.
Many students ran outside to see the snow. Unlike the cold air, the corridor was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
The man with a hood covering his face, hurrying past them, should have been very eye-catching, but now everyone's attention was obviously not on him.
Suddenly, the hooded man stopped and saw He Mingan standing not far away. He was about to leave when He Mingan turned around and saw him.
The look in her eyes was bright and dark, and finally seemed to have made some kind of decision. She walked towards him step by step, and when she passed him, she signaled with her eyes to go up the stairs.
The door leading to the rooftop, which had been tightly closed, was opened.
"The combination lock that was installed before, I don't know if this can be considered as stealing from the inside." Perhaps to ease the atmosphere, He Mingan was in a good mood and made a joke.
The person opposite remained silent, and no one knew what he was thinking in the face hidden in the shadows. Finally, he slowly took off his hood.
"…Have you cut your hair?"
Xia Chun looked at him with an unnatural expression. He subconsciously wanted to lift his hair, but in the end failed.
"Well, I want to change my mood."
After cutting his hair short, he looked a little more youthful, and his voice was no longer mixed, returning to its original deeper tone.
"I see. I'm glad you can think it through." He Ming'an said calmly, "Are you coming back to handle the transfer procedures this time?"
Xia Chun lowered her eyes: "It's not easy for me to stay here anymore. It would be better to move to a new place and start over."
"It is indeed better this way. Have you contacted the new school?"
Xia Chun nodded hesitantly, glanced at He Mingan's expression, and finally said, "It's a public school. That person helped to contact it."
He Mingan thought about it and it was true. After all, it was not a difficult task and he could just leave it to his secretary.
He still remembers clearly the day when He Yihong said with total indifference that he should just go with him. Perhaps it was because he had seen through everything completely and he was no longer able to feel any emotion at all.
But Xia Chun still felt uneasy when he saw that look.
"This is the last time. I will go somewhere far away and won't bother you anymore." He whispered.
He Mingan was silent.
Flakes of flying snow were carried by the cold wind and kept falling on them. It was a snowy day like this that year. So much time had passed unknowingly. In such a biting cold, some scenes flashed vaguely before He Mingan's eyes.
He watched himself desperately push through the crowd with his hands as he walked step by step towards Xia Chun who was lying in a pool of blood. His disheveled hair was covered in blood, and the choking smell of blood made him feel sour in his stomach.
The dying, unfocused eyes looked at him, and suddenly a burst of strength from nowhere burst out, grabbing his clothes, and kept repeating a sentence.
"sorry."
"sorry."
Xia Chun in front of him gritted his teeth and used up all his strength to say this: "What happened that year, I have always wanted to tell you."
After so many years, I was finally able to say this apology to the young man in front of me.
Although it's too late.
Perhaps according to the direction of the plot, He Mingan should now say that it’s okay and it’s all over.
After the dust has settled completely, they laugh off their grudges and reach a happy ending of reconciliation.
But he really had no way to say the words of forgiveness on behalf of his mother who was still trapped in the past.
The damage has obviously been done. Even if reason tells you that the child is innocent, he has no choice whether to come into this world or not.
If he could go back to that snowy day, he would definitely not lend a helping hand and give the scarf to the child shivering in the cold wind.
He would try his best to push the other party away, tell them to go away, draw a clear line, and stand on his mother's side with the most determined attitude.
"Gu Yang told me that you asked him to help find me." Xia Chun took a deep breath and continued, "My family affairs have caused you to worry."
"As long as you're safe, I don't expect anything to happen to you."
Xia Chun knew that after such a commotion, He Mingan must have heard about what happened in his family.
"I will take my mother with me and leave here with her." His expression was somewhat painful, but as he raised his eyes, he slowly became firm and stated his position, "I still can't abandon her."
After returning home that day, she turned on her turned-off cell phone.
The messages that kept popping up and the dozens of missed calls were basically all from the same person.
From hysterical accusations to desperate begging him to text back, he finally hung up the phone.
After returning home, what greeted him was not a slap in the face, but a hug with tears. Not a penny of the money in the savings card left at home was used. In the end, the way he paid off his debts was to sell the brand-name bags that he had bought with his own frugal savings.
When things are really bad, things always suddenly get better.
He really couldn't abandon his mother, who had many minor flaws but was not hopeless.
Moreover, he was also using this sentence to completely sever the connection between him and He Mingan.
“…”
He Mingan said calmly: "That's your freedom."
He put his hands on the handrail, with his back to the people behind him. There were lively cheers from downstairs. When he thought about it, he realized that he and his half-brother did not have much in common. After confirming their final positions, their conversation should end.
"Before you leave, do you want to say goodbye to Ayang?"
"..." Xia Chun finally shook her head, "No."
"If I meet him..."
What would happen if I met him? In the end, He Mingan couldn't say this. He listened to the footsteps behind him gradually fading away without saying another word.
He stretched out his hand and took a snowflake with a sad expression, watching the snow with clear structure melt quickly in his palm, until only a pool of crystal water remained.
After breaking below zero, the temperature continued to drop. In such a winter, especially on such a snowy day, the glass corridor that provides heating undoubtedly benefits many people.
He had also seen someone posting on the school forum to confess his love for him, and someone else posted a photo online to show off, with a bunch of people wailing in the comments, saying "your school and my school seem so different."
Unfortunately, the irises originally planted in the glass corridor could not survive the harsh winter and showed signs of withering.
This was a waste of the original intention of building this glass corridor.
He obviously just wanted to prove to someone that as long as he paid enough attention, the flowers would never wither.
The same goes for people.
Suddenly, he thought of a sentence he had read before.
No matter how difficult a flower is to grow, there will always be a suitable gardener.
He slowly lowered his face into his arms, letting the cool, wet metal touch his face.
Sure enough, I still feel a little unwilling.
…It was obviously him who came here first.
-It is said that snow is a sign of a good harvest.
But for Song Yinxing, in his memory, that year when snow fell, he accidentally found the physical examination report hidden in the corner of the table.
He used his mobile phone to look up the medical terms that he did not quite understand. The explanations that popped up on the entries brought a long-lasting earthquake to his world.
And after all these years, he still couldn't escape.
When he rushed to the door of the ward, his lungs were aching from gasping for breath and the smell of blood was rising from the depths of his throat.
He had clearly already changed wards, but that lingering scumbag father still showed up, making a big fuss in the ward demanding money, and finally went crazy and pulled out Fang Lan's oxygen tube.
By the time the nurse discovered something was wrong and rushed over and asked the security guard to take the man out, it took quite a while. Fang Lan's health, which had already been normal, became even worse after this shock.
After receiving the call, he rushed over from school immediately. The elevator was not coming down, so he couldn't wait any longer and went up more than 20 floors by stairs.
Inside the ward, the doctor was busy performing emergency measures. One of the nurses saw him coming, explained the general situation, and estimated that emergency surgery would be required, so that he could be mentally prepared.
Song Yinxing looked at the pale woman on the hospital bed with a pale expression. Fang Lan still retained a little consciousness, but was obviously not very clear-headed. She just muttered his name.
Even though he had been through so many things, he still couldn't help but lose his composure when faced with something like this. He was in a trance and before he could react, his phone had already been dialed.
The person on the phone was Gu Yang.
The other party didn't speak immediately after the call was connected. He spoke first.
"I'm in the hospital now." Song Yinxing looked blankly at the busy scene of the doctor in front of him.
It was just like the nightmare that happened again in his previous life when he knew his mother had pulled out the oxygen tube and rushed over.
"…What happened?"
"Well, something happened. Now this ward has been found by that man, and he came to make a scene. My mother's condition is not very good. Can you please go to my house and get something?"
The person on the other end whispered "OK", followed by the sound of someone standing up to pack up. The person next to me asked what happened, and the person who came back just said perfunctorily that something happened suddenly.
The phone was still on as he listened to Gu Yang getting into a taxi. He told the other party the address, and when they arrived, they went upstairs and put the spare key under the blanket. After entering, he asked Gu Yang to go to his room, open the wardrobe and find a safe inside.
He told the password. Gu Yang had never used this old-style safe before, so he thought about it for a while before opening it.
"There's a paper envelope at the top of the safe, and inside it are your ID card, medical insurance card, etc. Just take them all."
The voice on the other end was about to say OK, but suddenly there was a subtle pause. Song Yinxing had no time to distinguish what was going on. He only heard the sound of the safe door closing a few seconds later.
When Gu Yang arrived at the hospital, Fang Lan was already being prepared to be pushed into the operating room.
The hospital seemed to be particularly busy today. The elevator was stuck and couldn't come down. Climbing up the twenty or so floors almost cost Gu Yang his life. He walked over with unsteady steps, holding on to the wall, and handed the things in his hand to Song Yinxing.
After everything was confirmed, the lights in the operating room came on.
Gu Yang had already sat down on a chair in the waiting area outside. Song Yinxing stood there in a daze for a long time before he finally came to his senses and sat down next to Gu Yang.
He just turned around and was about to thank Gu Yang, but when his eyes fell on the other person, his gaze paused.
Because Gu Yang actually had two scarves tied around his neck.
The one outside looks particularly familiar.
It was the one that Gu Yang had left at his house and had not been returned, and that he had later urgently stuffed into the safe because Gu Yang had moved in.
What this behavior means is obviously self-evident.
Gu Yang's face, which had lost all color due to the intense exercise, was covered tightly with two scarves, but this still did not affect the expression of his emotions, and he was also conveying his inner dissatisfaction in this way.
He looked at the person in front of him dimly: "Why is my scarf in your safe?"
Song Yinxing's brain was still a little stuck. He stared at Gu Yang in a daze, obviously caught off guard by the sudden mistake. And because Gu Yang was asking him, he subconsciously told the truth.
"You were going to sleep in my room at the time, and I stuffed it into the safe when I made the bed."
"Then why is it on your bed?" Gu Yang was even more puzzled.
"…When you came to my house last time, I think you forgot to bring it back."
"Then why don't you give it back to me?" Gu Yang frowned. Before Song Yinxing could speak, he said fiercely, "Don't lie. If I find out... just wait for me."
"I, I used to have nightmares often, dreaming about Nie Ying and her gang." Song Yinxing really couldn't come up with anything else in his mind right now, so he just gave up and said, "Every time I woke up from a nightmare, if I smelled your scent, I would feel at ease."
Gu Yang: “…”
He was rarely left speechless by others, but after calculating the time in his mind, he found something wrong.
"I lived in your house several weeks ago, and you never took it out again. Was your nightmare cured by my scarf?"
"No," Song Yinxing paused strangely, his ears reddened from the difficulty in speaking. He organized his words and said slowly, "I have never changed the quilt you slept on that day."
“…….”
Gu Yang looked at Song Yinxing, turned his face away, and whispered two words.
"abnormal."
Song Yinxing had nothing to say, but Gu Yang did not continue to dwell on this issue.
The lights in the operating room were still on.
Song Yinxing looked up at the lamp. He was about to collapse from the nightmare, but after the little episode just now, he had a brief chance to breathe.
A cool hand covered his, muffling his trembling.
The people around him still didn't dare to look at him.
"Will she be okay?" Song Yinxing asked blankly. He didn't know who he was asking. After going through so many twists and turns, why did he return to the starting point?
Those extremely depressing and dark emotions were about to swallow him up again.
"It's going to be okay. Everything has changed."
The light words tore open the cracks in his emotions. Song Yinxing's eyelashes trembled and he resisted the urge to cry.
I don't know why, but these words sounded like a comforting message given with pity after witnessing his entire life.
The soul that was originally lonely and homeless suddenly found a place to rest.
"After the operation is over, what are you going to do with your scumbag father?" Gu Yang's tone was casual, as if he was certain that the operation would be successful.
"I will call the police, but if they really investigate, the sentence may not be too severe, and they will be let off lightly in the end." Song Yinxing followed his thoughts, "But I have collected some of the things he did in the past, and now it's a good opportunity to settle all the old and new accounts together."
"Okay, if you want to find a lawyer, I can help you contact a reliable one."
There were no other questions, and no one was pointing fingers at him for wanting to deal with his own biological father.
Song Yinxing grabbed the other person's hand with his backhand and held it tightly in his own.
"What major do you plan to study in the future?" Gu Yang asked again.
The topic obviously jumped a little too quickly, and Song Yinxing thought the other party was trying to distract him: "I don't have a clear goal yet, maybe computer science or finance or something like that."
"Yeah, that all sounds good." Gu Yang nodded in approval, "I can't live without money. Although there are dividends from the Gu family, you still have to work hard to earn money. I don't support people who live off me."
"Yes, we need to work hard to make money..." Song Yinxing was about to nod subconsciously, but he realized something was wrong the next second. He opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at Gu Yang in disbelief.
"Your mother seems to have a good impression of me, so I should be able to pass her test. As for me, there's no need to mention Gu Qingxu. Gu Yuhui might think you're poor, so for this reason, you have to work harder to make more money in the future, otherwise I'm afraid he will turn into a wicked mother-in-law and break up the couple..."
"What's wrong?" Gu Yang stopped talking, turned his head to look at Song Yinxing and asked, "Didn't you say you liked me?"
Song Yinxing still hadn't reacted from this wave of impact, and he stood there frozen in place like a petrified sculpture, unable to move.
Knowing that the lights in the operating room were turned off and the doctor came out, Gu Yang poked Song Yinxing to signal him to stop being silly.
Song Yinxing went to meet him as if he had just woken up from a dream.
There were no problems with the operation. The doctor gave a brief explanation of the situation. Fang Lan, who was pushed out, was still in a coma. Song Yinxing walked forward, felt her fresh breath, closed his eyes, and his heart finally settled down.
The doctor patted him on the shoulder and said that he understood his feelings, but the patient needed to rest first.
He nodded and watched the operating table being slowly pushed back to the original ward.
"That's great, nothing happened." Gu Yang walked to his side and said softly.
After his mood had risen and fallen suddenly, Song Yinxing calmed down and came back to his senses what Gu Yang had just said.
He didn't know what his expression was now, and he actually pushed Gu Yang back a step: "Are all the things you just said true?"
"You really have to promise me..."
Gu Yang was forced to retreat almost to the wall. He turned his face away: "Yeah, is it not possible?"
"But there is a prerequisite."
Song Yinxing looked at him motionlessly.
Gu Yang slowly raised a finger, then slowly poked Song Yinxing's head away: "You should get into Peking University or Tsinghua University first, otherwise, this will be out of the question.
Song Yinxing looked a little confused, and for a moment he was unable to react to the connection between the past and the present.
"Of course, if you feel that you can't do it now, it's not impossible to give up now..."
"I can do it." Song Yinxing blurted out.
Peking University and Tsinghua University were the regrets that he missed in his previous life, and he must make up for it in this life no matter what. For this reason, he kept working hard to review and practice questions no matter what the circumstances, hoping that his efforts would allow him to no longer be disappointed in this college entrance examination.
"Then let's pinky promise." Gu Yang gently stretched out his little finger and hooked it with Song Yinxing's finger. "Pinky promise to seal it."
The thumbs on both sides gently bumped together.
"Then let's wait until after the college entrance examination to discuss everything."
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