Wen Tong left school in March and didn't return until the end of May.
She studied fine arts and traveled to various schools across the country to take entrance exams. When she came back, she looked tired and seemed to have lost weight.
That night, Zuo You skipped evening self-study and ran to the school rooftop with Wen Tong. The May breeze was blowing gently, and it felt slightly hot when it blew across her cheeks.
Zuo You and Wen Tong sat side by side. The sky looked like a bottle of thick ink that had been overturned. It was dark and empty, with a few lonely stars and a crescent moon emitting a faint glow.
Wen Tong hugged her knees and cried for a long time. Zuo You didn't ask much, but just sat with her, hugged her trembling shoulders and patted them with her hands.
Wen Tong said in a trembling voice: "Ayou... I, I might have to repeat the year."
Zuo You said, "Alright, give yourself another chance."
The tear marks on Wen Tong's face were dried by the wind. Her hair was very long, covering most of her face, and she looked always depressed and unhappy.
Zuo You pushed her long bangs back and pinned a hairpin from her own hair. Zuo You had noticed a long time ago that Wen Tong had a pair of beautiful, lively eyes, like a deer in the woods, naive and innocent.
Zuo You pinched her face and said softly, "Tongtong, life is so long, you must give yourself another chance."
Wen Tong said: "But, if you are not here next year... I am so scared, I am scared..."
Zuo You interrupted her: "You have to grow up, Wen Tong, there is a path you have to walk on your own."
Wen Tong stared at her blankly, forgetting to cry, his eyes flashing with a different light.
Zuo You sat down next to her again and pointed at the starry sky in the distance: "Tongtong, we are two stars in the sky. Fate has made our paths intersect. We can accompany each other for a while, but we are only two stars after all. No one can accompany the other forever."
Wen Tong repeated blankly: "No one can accompany anyone forever..."
Wen Tong's shoulders began to tremble violently again, and she looked like she was crying, but she didn't shed tears in the end. She just closed her eyes and slowly raised her head to feel the night breeze.
Wen Tong suddenly said: "My father is a painter."
Zuo You: “Hmm?”
Wen Tong's eyes reflected a deep longing: "I have lived with my father since I was a child. My father is a painter who is down and out. He is poor and has nothing. Apart from his talent and talent, he has nothing else."
Wen Tong spoke slowly, "The most useless talent and the most worthless talent. We were so poor back then, so poor that Dad had to rummage through trash cans every day and even beg on the streets for a month."
Zuo You frowned and said, "Grandpa Wen at that time..."
Wen Tong said: "Grandpa found us later. My grandmother raised Dad alone. Dad grew up and got married. My mom thought Dad was poor and unmotivated, so she ran away with someone else."
She lowered her eyelashes to hide the emotion in her eyes. "If Dad were an ordinary person, he might not be so embarrassed. But the problem is that he is a talented painter. He can't let go of his talent. He has been depressed and frustrated all his life, and has wasted his life."
"Before she died, grandma told him my father's true identity. He was crazy. All the suffering in his life came from poverty and his family. But suddenly someone told him that he was actually the biological son of a highly respected old man. He could have had a good education, and he was also capable."
Zuo You didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only gently stroke Wen Tong's back, as if stroking a fragile little deer.
Wen Tong was silent for a long time before he spoke: "My father went crazy. He sent me to my grandfather. One evening, under a brilliant sunset, he burned all his works and jumped into the sea."
Wen Tong closed her eyes, tears silently sliding down her cheeks: "Before my father died, the last words he said to me were that no one is with anyone forever."
Zuo You put her arm around Wen Tong's shoulders, her voice soft but firm: "Tongtong, you have to grow up. I won't always be with you, but I want you to be by my side."
Wen Tong was stunned. Zuo You whispered, "From youth to old age, we've walked different paths, encountered different scenery, but we're heading towards the same destination, a future with each other."
Wen Tong carefully extended his little finger, his voice trembling: "Don't lie to me..."
Zuo You hooked her little finger, and the two of them pulled it back and forth childishly, then stamped it with their thumbs. Zuo You said softly, "I'm not lying to you."
The evening breeze of May blows gently, passing through the Temple of Heaven, the playground, the teaching building, and passing by the young boys and girls leaning against the window reading aloud.
The wind blew out of the campus and blew a door. The door creaked back and forth in the wind, like a naughty child, trying to play tricks on others by trying to close it.
“Bang!”
Someone kicked the door hard, and it closed with a look of grievance, making no more noise, and the surroundings became quiet.
Jiang Chen walked out of the darkness with red eyes. His hair was a little messy, as if he hadn't taken care of it for a long time. It was piled up in the head, making his chiseled facial features look fierce and menacing.
Jiang Chen was holding a cigarette between his fingers. It was almost finished, and the smoke was curling up and then dissipating.
The young man opened his mouth and slowly blew out a smoke ring.
Jiang Chen never smoked before. On the day Fu Jianhua was arrested, he was beaten half to death by Fu Shenzhi's men and looked as miserable as a drowned dog.
Jiang Chen had lived a life of luxury for so long and had never suffered such humiliation.
Almost overnight, Young Master Jiang learned to smoke. He was a quick learner. After choking a few times until his eyes were full and his lungs were about to be coughed out, he learned to smoke without any instruction.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
