Along the way, Cheng Haoyang remained silent. The feeling of first love is always green and bitter, and it makes people unforgettable for a long time.
"Haoyang, are you okay?" Zheng Xinyi placed her comforting hand on his shoulder, speaking in a concerned tone.
"Sister-in-law, I'm fine." Although he answered very straightforwardly, Zheng Xinyi still saw tears in the corners of his eyes, but before the tears fell, he wiped them away in time with the back of his hand.
"Son, Lin Xiaoxue is not worthy of you. Mom will introduce you to a better one later." Zhang Fengrong said from the bottom of her heart.
After he finished speaking, Cheng Dayu nudged her with his elbow and gave her a look, signaling her to stop talking. Zhang Fengrong rolled her eyes at him and said nothing more.
Cheng Haoyang didn't respond. He looked up at the shadows of the trees passing by outside. His eyes became moist again. It felt like a big stone was blocking his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Everyone was very quiet during the rest of the journey. At the end of the journey, Cheng Haoyang got out of the car, walked forward a few steps, squatted under a tree, and began to cry silently.
"I never thought this guy is such a romantic." Cheng Haoyu said with emotion.
"A man should be able to take it and let it go. It's not decent to cry here for a woman." As he spoke, Cheng Dayu was about to go over and pull him.
"Dad, this is the first time Haoyang has experienced such emotions. Let's give him some time and let him learn to cheer up on his own!" Cheng Haoyu stopped him in time and said.
That's right, this was Cheng Haoyang's first time experiencing such an emotional experience. He had no experience in the emotional world and naively thought that love was everything in life. As long as he cherished it with care, this emotion would last a lifetime. Who knew that the facts were so impermanent and the so-called lifetime was nothing but a bubble. For Cheng Haoyang, this was really a cruel reality that was difficult to accept.
After crying his heart out, Cheng Haoyang stood up bravely like a man, wiped the tears from his face, and forced a smile to his family behind him: "Dad, Mom, let's go home!"
"Hey! Go home, go home." Zhang Fengrong responded softly.
After he finished speaking, Cheng Haoyang walked towards home without looking back.
Cheng Haoting, who had finished school a long time ago, had already prepared a simple dinner. Seeing them return, she wanted to ask about the result, but when she saw Haoyang's red eyes, she swallowed all the words that were on the tip of her tongue and didn't dare to ask a single word.
After breakfast, Cheng Haoyang went back to his room to rest early. People were worried that he would get seriously ill, but surprisingly, the next morning, Cheng Haoyang went to the mountain to cut branches as usual, as if nothing had happened, and then sat in the yard to weave baskets.
"Haoyang, if you feel uncomfortable, just say it out loud. Don't keep it in your heart." Cheng Haoyu's worried hand fell on his shoulder.
Cheng Haoyang paused while weaving a basket and said calmly, "Don't worry, brother! I'm fine. As for the wound in my heart, I'll let time heal it! I believe I'll meet a better girl in the future."
Cheng Haoyu, who had wanted to comfort him, suddenly didn't know what to say. He didn't expect his younger brother to say such insightful words. Finally, the hand that fell on his shoulder quietly exerted force and said meaningfully: "Haoyang, you have grown up."
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