It started snowing outside.
The pure white snowflakes danced in the air like goose feathers.
"Damn it, look at me, I've suffered such a great injustice, even God can't stand it anymore."
Yu Mobai sighed heavily.
The environment he was in and the doctor's tone had left him somewhat dazed and confused.
But as soon as he stepped outside, the cold air instantly calmed him down.
He didn't mind the cold ground and plopped down on the steps next to the main entrance, leaving the test results lying beside him.
The ground was slippery, and the test results slid down the steps.
He didn't care, got up, bought a pack of cigarettes, and went back to where he was to smoke.
His exhaled white breath and smoke mingled together, creating a large amount of smoke that obscured his face.
Yu Mobai just couldn't understand how, if he had cancer now, he could have lived for so long and still seem perfectly fine.
He was not even thirty years old before he was reborn, and he is only nineteen now.
In other words, he should still have more than ten years left before he dies. What kind of cancer can stay in the body for more than ten years without showing any signs?
He wasn't afraid of death, even though he had already died once; he just couldn't accept the outcome.
"Damn it, if I die again, will I have to be reborn? I hope I don't go back to when I was in elementary school."
Yu Mobai stroked his chin, "By then, I'll probably be the richest man in the world."
After finishing his cigarette, he got up, picked up the test results, took them out and looked at them, but found he couldn't understand them at all, so he threw them aside.
Suddenly I felt a bit irritated. If he really died, what was the point of all that he did?
In the end, they all became bubbles.
For a moment, Yu Mobai wanted to give up.
Without the sun, and with not wearing many clothes, he quickly became so cold he looked like a fool, and had to run back to his car and turn on the heater.
He lay in the car, watching the windows gradually be buried by snowflakes, and had the strange feeling that he was lying in a coffin waiting to be buried in the earth.
"Grass!"
Yu Mobai quickly turned on the windshield wipers, grumbling as he started the car and drove out of the hospital.
Even if he says he doesn't care, who could be so magnanimous if the test results were true?
After thinking for a moment, he called Feng Linhao, "Hey Haozi, what the hell are you doing? Come out for a drink."
"I don't want to move today. It's raining outside, and you're still being so carefree."
Feng Linhao said into the phone, "Don't bother me, I'm busy."
"Damn it, no matter how busy you are, you can't be busier than me!"
Yu Mobai hung up the phone and tossed it into the passenger seat. A moment later, he picked up the phone again and called Wei Yufan, "Old Wei, let's go out for a drink!"
"Hey Yu, how about tomorrow? I finally managed to get a date with a female student..."
Wei Yufan said with a smile, "I'm sure I can win her over tonight. Why don't you teach me a few more moves..."
“...”
He hung up the phone without saying a word.
Yu Mobai rubbed his hands together; the car's heater wasn't working very well, and his hands on the steering wheel were icy cold.
Looking at the world outside gradually turning pale, he didn't want to go back to school or the company.
After thinking about it, he turned around and went back to the small county town.
When I got home, the elderly couple was having dinner.
He rubbed his face, grinned, and went inside. "Let me see if you two have been sneaking some good stuff behind my back."
Why are you back?
Zheng Zhaoxia quickly put down her bowl, looking disgusted, and wouldn't let him in. "Go stomp your feet in the stairwell, don't bring the snow in. I've told you so many times, but you never remember. You're just like your dad."
"Dele".
Yu Mobai's obedient behavior surprised Zheng Zhaoxia, who glanced at him.
"Why didn't you say you were coming back?"
Yu Jinsheng asked curiously, "Is there something wrong?"
"I happened to be passing by, and it was snowing heavily outside, so I decided to stay at home for the night and go back tomorrow."
He pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at the simple meal, and asked with a smile, "Wow, you two old folks eat this while I'm not home? You never prepare anything better."
"Who knew you'd come back, you little devil?"
Zheng Zhaoxia went straight into the kitchen and took out a few ingredients from the refrigerator. "Wait a moment, I'll cook something."
Yu Mobai wasn't idle either. He took out a bottle of baijiu from the refrigerator and brought over two glasses. "Dad, it's so cold outside, shouldn't we have some baijiu to warm ourselves up?"
Yu Jinsheng gave Yu Mobai a strange look, then quickly snatched the cup away, "Alright, alright, I still need to go to the supermarket tonight."
"Why go to the supermarket? Isn't someone watching over us?"
Yu Mobai snatched the cup back and filled it to the brim, saying, "Let's have a drink, just the two of us."
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a sound came from the kitchen.
Yu Mobai turned his head and saw Zheng Zhaoxia pouring slices of meat into the oil pan.
The windows were covered in condensation, the television in the living room was still playing the news, and the room felt warm and reassuring.
Yu Mobai drank more than half a cup in one gulp, the slightly spicy sensation spreading from his throat all the way to his stomach.
"Son, is something wrong at the company?"
Yu Jinsheng asked with some concern, "Wasn't that matter from last week resolved?"
"That's certainly resolved."
Yu Mobai said with a grin, "That paragliding company was afraid I would sue them, so guess how much compensation they offered me?"
"One million?"
Yu Jinsheng asked.
"Guess again."
"Two million?"
"wrong."
Three million?
Yu Jinsheng's eyes widened. "It can't be three million, can it?"
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