Chapter 20 A sorry state [VIP]
Chapter Summary: She's so pitiful that I always feel I have to take care of her.
Gu Linzhao felt as if he had some serious illness.
Just a second ago he was being petty and stubborn, but the next second he heard the voice on the phone and watched the girl in front of him gradually wilting. Suddenly he had an uncontrollable urge to help her.
Actions are faster than thoughts.
By the time he realized what was happening, he already had Fu Xianyin's phone in his hand and was gently communicating with the person on the other end of the line.
After finishing the call, he saw the person in front of him looking up at him with a delicate face, staring blankly at him.
He stretched out his other hand, snapped his fingers on the girl's nose, and said:
"He's come back to life."
"oh."
Gu Linzhao nodded at her, took the phone, and put it back in his small handbag.
never mind.
Gu Linzhao compromised with himself.
If you have a serious illness, then you have a serious illness.
"Yinyin"
Cheng Zhaozhao's calls grew louder as she approached. Fu Xianyin turned around a beat late and saw Cheng Zhaozhao jogging towards her, followed by Lin Anxu carrying several cups of milk tea and calling out repeatedly.
"Grandma, slow down! Where do you get all this energy from?"
Cheng Zhaozhao's face was flushed from running, and she didn't forget to turn around and complain to Lin Anxu: "Who told you to be so weak? You're so weak after just one game of basketball."
"I'm weak?"
Lin Anxu's voice rose eight octaves: "No way, did you even see how many rebounds I grabbed and how many balls I jumped for? Didn't you see a thing??"
Cheng Zhaozhao stuck out her tongue, looking like she was a magnanimous woman who didn't care to argue with you.
She took a cup of mango pomelo sago from Lin Anxu, handed it to Fu Xianyin, and then inserted the straw into her own peach oolong tea and gulped it down.
The four of them only bought three cups of milk tea.
Fu Xianyin pointed at Gu Linzhao and asked, "Doesn't he have one?"
Lin Anxu chewed on the pearls and mumbled, "Brother Zhao? Brother Zhao doesn't like to drink it. He says that drinking something sweet after playing ball makes his throat feel sore."
"Too much trouble."
Fu Xianyin took a big gulp of mango pomelo sago and commented, then looked at Gu Linzhao: "What do you want to drink?"
Gu Linzhao shook the half-empty bottle of water in his hand, and Lin Anxu couldn't help but say, "Brother Zhao, you can't even finish this bottle of water yet, why are you saving it up?"
Gu Linzhao didn't argue with him and just snorted, "I'm happy to."
Willingness is the foundation of everything.
Fu Xianyin thought to herself.
"Hey beautiful lady, what about that guy from the affiliated high school who was with you earlier? I was saying we could go out for dinner and a movie together after we finish playing ball."
Lin Anxu looked at the empty stadium and said.
"He had something to do and went home first."
Fu Xianyin said.
"Oh, I thought this kid played pretty well, and I was even thinking of arranging another game."
Lin Anxu said.
Fu Xianyin was about to respond with a few "uh-huhs" when Lin Anxu's words startled her so much that she almost threw away the mango pomelo sago she was holding.
He said
"Brother Zhao even said this kid is your brother. I said, sis, where did you get a brother? I was even going to bet with him whether Ye Yang is your friend or your brother, but I didn't bet because it was almost time to start. Oh well, what a loss."
Fu Xianyin's face was filled with horror.
The gene from Fu Dongyuan that she inherited contributed very little to her appearance. In terms of looks alone, without close inspection, you wouldn't think she resembled Fu Yeyang at all.
Did Gu Linzhao actually stare at the two of them and do a serious facial comparison, or was he just guessing blindly?
If this is just a wild guess, this guy is either a fortune teller or his words have been blessed.
That guess was fucking ridiculously accurate.
Fu Xianyin didn't speak. Lin Anxu kept nagging in her ears. She stared at a screw under the basketball hoop, her mind already far away.
She was drinking her beverage through a straw when, after some time, Gu Linzhao reached out and tapped Lin Anxu on the head, saying, "Standing here for photosynthesis? Go eat."
Fu Xianyin finally came to her senses.
Cheng Zhaozhao asked her what she wanted to eat, and Fu Xianyin smiled apologetically: "Something came up, and my mom wants me to go home."
Lin Anxu and Cheng Zhaozhao were visibly listless.
Only Gu Linzhao frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he only uttered one sentence:
"Be careful on the road, and let me know when you get home."
Fu Xianyin nodded.
Cheng Zhaozhao said, "Yinyin, where do you live? If it's not far, we can take you there."
“Here…” Fu Xianyin glanced at the address and said, “Emerald Bay, it’s a bit far, but it’s okay, I’ve already booked a taxi, you guys go eat.”
The car will arrive in 2 minutes, just in time for her to walk to the parking spot.
She waved to the three of them.
Lin Anxu muttered as he watched Fu Xianyin's retreating figure, "Sister's back looks so heroic. It doesn't look like she's going home, but more like she's heading to the execution ground."
Gu Linzhao thought to himself, "Isn't that right?"
It's probably no different from an execution ground.
Fu Dongyuan found a three-bedroom apartment for Chen Huimei and her son in Beichuan. The layout was similar to their home in Linlan. The neighborhood was upscale, a bit far from the city center, but the surrounding environment was quite quiet.
However, Fu Xianyin knew in her heart that Fu Dongyuan might not be able to go home even once a month.
The community has strict access control, so taxis can't get in. Fu Xianyin got out of the car at the gate.
There was absolutely no way Chen Huimei would come out to pick her up. Fu Xianyin had no hope of Chen Huimei at all. She took out her phone to prepare for navigation when a message popped up on WeChat.
He was her kind and loving deskmate, like a saint.
Gu Linzhao:
[Be careful on the road, call me if anything happens.]
Not only was he kind, but he also considered her self-esteem. Fearing that Cheng Zhaozhao and Lin Anxu might say something negative, he secretly sent her a WeChat message.
Fu Xianyin replied with "OK", thought for a moment, then opened the four-person group chat and posted "I'm home."
The neighborhood is winding and meandering; it took Fu Xianyin more than ten minutes to walk downstairs.
She took the elevator and knocked on the door.
Chen Huimei looked exhausted when she opened the door.
Before Fu Xianyin could speak, she blurted out, "When will your monthly exam results come out?"
Fu Xianyin hung up her bag and said, "One week later."
“A week?” Chen Huimei stared at her. “That long? Are you lying? You wait, I’m calling your homeroom teacher right now.”
Fu Xianyin sat on the sofa, numbly watching Chen Huimei take out her phone and dial Gao Ying's number.
She couldn't explain to Chen Huimei things like, "It's holiday time now, and calling the homeroom teacher would be too much trouble for her."
Not only would Chen Huimei not listen, she would also scold her, scolding her for not being ambitious, scolding her for not understanding her good intentions, and scolding her for raising an ungrateful wretch after all these years.
The phone rang twice before being answered. Gao Ying sounded surprised: "Xuanyin's mother, what's wrong? Have you found Xuanyin?"
Chen Huimei ignored Gao Ying's question and focused on asking her own: "Teacher Gao, I'd like to ask when the results of this month's exam will be released?"
Gao Ying paused for a moment, then said, "Teachers will also have a holiday for National Day in about a week, so grading won't be as timely."
Chen Huimei got the answer she wanted, said "Thank you, teacher," and hung up the phone.
Despite the empty four-bedroom, two-living-room apartment, which was spacious and brightly decorated, Fu Xianyin felt suffocated and even had trouble breathing.
Chen Huimei hung up the phone and went to the kitchen, bringing out a bowl of pork rib soup. The pork rib soup had been served for a while, and a thick layer of oil had solidified on top. The corn kernels floated halfway in the bowl, and the solidified oil squeezed into the gaps between the corn kernels, making Fu Xianyin suddenly feel nauseous.
Fu Xianyin took the pork rib soup and said softly, "Thank you, Mom."
Chen Huimei urged, "Drink it quickly, Mom specially brewed it."
Fu Xianyin stared at the oil droplets in the bowl, and Chen Huimei's urging rang in her ears again: "Why aren't you drinking? Mom specially served this for you. Do you know how long Mom simmered this pork rib soup?"
"Mom served you some soup early this morning and let it cool. The temperature is just right now. Drink the soup and then go study. You just finished your monthly exam yesterday, so you might want to brush up on the parts you didn't remember well during the holiday."
Without further hesitation, Fu Xianyin held her breath and gulped down the entire rib soup in one go.
The solidified oil was stuck in her throat and palate, making Fu Xianyin feel nauseous.
"Eat the ribs and corn."
Chen Huimei continued to make demands.
Fu Xianyin mechanically gnawed on the ribs and corn until only bones and corn kernels remained in the bowl, at which point Chen Huimei finally smiled with satisfaction.
"Go study now, leave the bowls there, Mom will clean them up."
She kept nagging, "You can't relax just because the monthly exams are over. Others are others, and you are you. Fu Yeyang didn't miss a single study session during the summer vacation, but you haven't studied at all."
“You’re so undisciplined that you need to be kept in the eye of the teacher. You can’t rely on yourself at all. Your teachers and classmates may not know you, but don’t I know you? You’ve been stupid since you were little. If I hadn’t been keeping an eye on you every day, you wouldn’t have even been able to get into high school.”
"You're already in your final year of high school, and you're still thinking about going out with your friends. Fu Yeyang is definitely studying hard at home right now. Don't forget how you did on your college entrance exam this year..."
"Stop talking!"
Each word of criticism struck Fu Xianyin's ears. Her eyes reddened, and she looked at Chen Huimei in despair:
"What do you mean I shouldn't forget? What did I forget? What did I do?!"
"It was you! You were the one who wouldn't let me take the college entrance exam this year, and you forced me to repeat the year."
"Chen Huimei, let me tell you, all my achievements from childhood to adulthood are due to my own hard work. You will only cause me trouble and make things worse!"
Chen Huimei slammed the bowl in her hand down and roared, "I did all this for you!"
She showed no remorse for her actions, and asserted confidently:
"I didn't let you take the college entrance exam for your own good. With just one year of studying, what score could you possibly get? How are you going to compete with Fu Yeyang? I gave you an extra year, and instead of being grateful, you actually think it's my fault!?"
"Incomprehensible! You're absolutely incomprehensible!"
Chen Huimei screamed and frantically ripped the tablecloth off the coffee table, shattering the glass fruit plate on the floor.
Fu Xianyin looked at her and suddenly felt an overwhelming nausea. She stepped over the broken glass and ran to the bathroom to vomit.
After vomiting everything up, Fu Xianyin's eyes were bloodshot. Chen Huimei rushed over, her face grim, and grabbed Fu Xianyin by the collar, saying forcefully, "Get up! What are you vomiting about? Why did you suddenly vomit? Are you pregnant? You've only been transferred schools a short time and you're already getting involved with a boy. You really are Fu Dongyuan's daughter! You have his blood in your veins! You look exactly like him!"
Fu Xianyin was pulled so hard she almost lost her balance. She looked at Chen Huimei and suddenly laughed: "Don't you like Fu Dongyuan? Don't you love Fu Dongyuan? Isn't it a good thing that I resemble him?"
“But you’re wrong.” Fu Xianyin straightened her collar, which Chen Huimei had pulled askew, looked at Chen Huimei, and uttered the most vicious words she could say to her biological mother:
"If I really get pregnant, I won't be like Fu Dongyuan, I'll be like you. Just like you, without morals, just like you, just like you, ruining my whole life at such a young age because of some idiot! And then turning into a crazy person who can only go mad, a complete psychopath!"
She practically screamed her last words.
The oxygen in the air seemed to be gradually decreasing, and Fu Xianyin could barely stand by holding onto the sink.
"Get out! You ingrate, you bastard, get out of here! Get out of this house!"
bang
The door was closed.
It isolated Chen Huimei's screams.
Fu Xianyin, carrying a small bag, wandered aimlessly.
She didn't know where she should go, or where she could go.
It took her many years to convince herself that she could not have any expectations of Chen Huimei.
But kinship ties cannot be severed. No matter how much Fu Xianyin tries to convince herself, there seems to be an invisible thread in her heart, with Chen Huimei hanging at the other end.
Fu Xianyin didn't even know if she would go insane even faster than Chen Huimei if things continued like this.
She really had no other choice.
She couldn't save Chen Huimei, much less save herself. She had neither the ability to save others nor the capacity to save herself.
She is nothing, she has nothing.
She was Fu Xianyin, who was utterly useless and had nothing.
Fu Xianyin's thoughts gradually became chaotic. She sat on the side of the road, staring blankly at the darkening dusk on the horizon.
If all else fails...
She suddenly thought.
Let's just go crazy together.
An abnormal mother cannot give birth to a normal daughter, and an abnormal family cannot raise a normal child.
She's abnormal, so it's not surprising that an abnormal person could become insane.
The small crossbody bag vibrated with a buzzing sound at its side.
Fu Xianyin thought it was Chen Huimei, but when she took out her phone, she realized it was WeChat.
She mechanically turned on her phone. In the darkness, the light from the phone made her eyes sting. Before she could react, a large tear fell onto the screen.
Beneath the tears, the magnified message stood out all the more.
Gu Linzhao:
[Remember to eat.]
The phone screen lit up for a moment and then automatically turned off. Fu Xianyin remained seated in the same position by the roadside. She seemed oblivious to the passage of time and the changes in the outside world.
After an unknown amount of time, the phone screen lit up again.
Gu Banxian activated his semi-divine skills, using his accurate precognitive abilities to send her another WeChat message:
[Are you staying at home?]
Fu Xianyin typed a few words, then deleted them.
Just as I was about to pretend I hadn't seen it, a phone call suddenly came in.
Fu Xianyin hurriedly answered the call, and Gu Linzhao's voice came through the receiver:
"It's so late, are you really not home?"
Fu Xianyin lied: "No, I'm in the dorm."
I thought this topic had been dropped.
But the next second, Gu Banxian's voice, tinged with amusement, startled Fu Xuanyin:
"During the National Day holiday, the school gates will be closing soon when you get home."
"You used a VPN again?"
The character "又" is very spiritual.
Fu Xianyin's mind went blank for a moment, and she spoke slowly, "Are you insulting me?"
Gu Linzhao denied it decisively: "No."
He stopped smiling and asked seriously, "Are you really at school? Fu Xianyin, it's 11 p.m. now."
Fu Xianyin was a little surprised: "It's eleven o'clock already? That's so fast."
Gu Linzhao: "..."
He suddenly had a bad feeling.
Fu Xianyin's current state sounds somewhat similar to that weekend in Linlan two weeks ago.
Even more so than when we were in Linlan...
In a daze.
Gu Linzhao racked his brains for a long time, and the adjective that finally came to mind startled even himself.
On the other end of the phone, Fu Xianyin's voice was soft, and her tone didn't sound like she was talking to him, but rather like she was talking to herself:
"If I go back to the dorm now, it doesn't seem like that's a good idea either."
"Going home? That doesn't seem like a good option either."
Gu Linzhao seized on the key phrase in her words: "You're not in the dorm?"
This time, Fu Xianyin answered his question directly: "No, I'm just wandering around the neighborhood."
He picked up his phone and hailed a taxi, then told Fu Xianyin, "I'm coming to find you."
He was prepared for Fu Xianyin to ask him why he went to see her, and he had a bunch of explanations ready in his mind. Unexpectedly, Fu Xianyin didn't ask so many questions, and just obediently replied:
"Oh, okay."
It wasn't that Fu Xianyin didn't want to ask, but rather that her brain seemed rusted and couldn't process anything.
Gu Linzhao's words were like a wisp of wind, passing through her mind in a flash before disappearing without giving her any time to think.
However, he said he was coming to see her.
Since cars can't get into the residential area, it seems more convenient for her to go to the main gate.
This is the most complex thought that Fu Xianyin's rusted brain can currently produce.
She turned to the gate of the residential area, sat down at the gate, rested her knees on her arms, propped her chin on her hand, and watched the cars coming and going.
Gu Linzhao saw her from afar.
The girl's jet-black hair was disheveled, her slender legs were bent, her once-neat shirt was stained with dust, and the collar was wrinkled.
Upon closer inspection, Gu Linzhao frowned.
Fu Xianyin's face was frighteningly pale, and there were several small cuts on her lips. The bloodshot veins under her eyes almost completely covered her eyeballs.
He sat down next to Fu Xianyin.
Vehicles sped by on the road, and the wind rustled the trees along the roadside.
The two sat side by side, surprisingly harmonious.
After a long pause, Gu Linzhao spoke up: "Where do you want to go?"
Fu Xianyin's mind cleared up considerably, and upon hearing Gu Linzhao's words, she suddenly burst out laughing.
She tilted her head, her smile adding a touch of liveliness to her face.
She said, "Class monitor, doesn't this scene seem a little familiar?"
After saying that, Fu Xianyin sighed with some distress: "Why am I always so disheveled every time I run into you?"
The first time was when I was smoking to relieve boredom at the school gate.
The second time was on the banks of the Lan River, where she played a wayward girl.
This time, he can't even go home, becoming a rebellious youth who ran away from home.
The severity increases progressively, following a fairly regular pattern.
The wind blew her hair up.
Fu Xianyin hurriedly straightened her long hair, and heard Gu Linzhao's somewhat helpless voice in her ear:
"Yeah, I've been thinking the same thing. Why do I always see my deskmate looking so pitiful?"
"She's so pitiful that I always feel I have to take care of her."
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