Chapter 116 The Harder You Try, the More Unfortunate You Are

Shen Zhi sent Song Hengyang to the infirmary.

The school doctor gave Shen Zhi a bottle of calcite with understanding.

"This time it's a sprain," Shen Zhi said, and without raising his head, he looked at the school doctor and handed him the Yunnan Baiyao beside him.

Shen Zhi: ...

"You sit down," Shen Zhi squatted down, lifted up Song Hengyang's trouser legs, and his skinny ankles were slightly red.

Shen Zhi sprayed the red and swollen area twice, "Why are you in school?"

Song Hengyang's ankles were covered by the cool medicine mist. He stepped back, lowered his head and looked at Shen Zhi below, and said honestly: "I'm worried about you."

Shen Zhi raised his head and unexpectedly met Song Hengyang's pure black eyes, which were clear and sincere.

Shen Zhi slowly stood up, and changed from looking up to looking down, his gaze falling on the red tips of Song Hengyang's ears.

Shen Zhi let out a breath, as if to let go of the anger in his chest, "Then can you tell me why my things are in your desk?"

"I've seen it," so don't deny it, Shen Zhi added.

There was a flash of panic in Song Hengyang's eyes. He pursed his thin lips and subconsciously avoided Shen Zhi's gaze.

"Song Hengyang, someone is watching me in the dark, spying on me and I'm scared," Shen Zhi pressed on, his voice deep, "Is that person you?"

"It's not me," Song Hengyang raised his head, his sincere eyes seemed to be trying hard to prove himself.

"Then can you explain it?" Shen Zhi's voice fell and he repeated it again.

Song Hengyang's throat seemed to have pressed the pause button and lost his voice.

Shen Zhi noticed that Song Hengyang's fists were clenched on the side of the bed, his body was in a defensive and resistant posture, and his nerves were tense.

Maybe he couldn't ask anything.

Shen Zhi didn't ask what happened. He calmed down and left the infirmary. "You should have a good rest."

Shen Zhi rubbed his brows. It was not a pleasant feeling to be kept in the dark, but Shen Zhi could wait for Song Hengyang to tell him in person.

Shen Zhi has always believed that a good family will not educate a bad person, so the kind-hearted Mrs. Sheng will not have a son who walks on the edge of the law.

He also believed that a bad family would not produce beautiful and fragrant flowers, such as himself.

Shen Zhi opened the door of the infirmary, and a male voice whispered, with a subtle request, "I'll tell you later, okay?"

Shen Zhi did not stop, and the glass door closed naturally, like a wall separating the two of them.

Shen Zhi walked a few steps outside and saw Qin Dingzhuo as expected.

"If you want to plead for Luo Yiqing, you'd better keep your mouth shut." Shen Zhi's eyes, which were usually warm, were now icy cold. "I won't agree. You don't have any qualifications in my eyes."

Qin Dingzhuo leaned against the wall and seemed to smile when he heard Shen Zhi's words.

"No qualifications," Qin Dingzhuo pondered over this sentence, raised the corners of his lips, and the smile did not reach his eyes, "Shen Zhi, I am not pleading for Luo Yiqing, I have nothing to do with him."

When he rescued Luo Yixi, Luo Yixi became his follower. That year was the most chaotic year for Qin Dingzhuo.

Before this, the popular Qin Dingzhuo didn't know what it felt like to be the most redundant and abandoned.

His parents pretended to be loving and affectionate to deceive him for more than ten years. When they divorced and divided the property, they showed the coldest expressions. Only then did Qin Dingzhuo know that his parents had already started their own families outside.

He is just a ball kicked back and forth between his parents.

When Qin Dingzhuo saw Shen Zhi violently overturn his brother's wheelchair and then smilingly said in the interview that he loved his family the most, Qin Dingzhuo felt so hypocritical at the time, and he wanted to take revenge on these hypocritical and malicious people.

Luo Yiqing said that she liked him. Qin Dingzhuo felt disgusted, but he suddenly thought of the best way to disgust his parents.

As expected, Qin Dingzhuo was beaten into the hospital by his father, and Luo Yixi was also sent abroad.

Luo Yiqing, who claimed to love him, left him without looking back. Qin Dingzhuo didn't think it was a big deal. Luo Yiqing just treated him as an umbrella. He was not even angry.

"Shen Zhi, I did a lot of wrong things in the past, and I want to apologize to you," Qin Dingzhuo said sincerely, slowing down his tone, "I misunderstood you before. Did He Qili bully you in your junior high school, so you transferred to Chongde?"

Shen Zhi really couldn't understand why they did something wrong and felt guilty, and came to him with that little bit of conscience. He tried to forgive them with his tolerance and magnanimity.

He is not Guanyin Bodhisattva, he cannot save people.

Every time Shen Zhi saw them apologize hypocritically, he felt disgusted.

"So what if it is?" Shen Zhi raised his eyelids and questioned, "If it is not, should I be harassed by you?"

Qin Dingzhuo choked and said, "That's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?" Shen Zhi's expression was cold and his tone was mocking: "Luo Yi hurt you, so you are looking for me as a substitute to vent your anger? Qin Dingzhuo, haven't you grown up yet!"

"I didn't. I never regarded you as a substitute for Luo Yixi!" Qin Dingzhuo yelled out of control.

Shen Zhi looked at him steadily, and his eyes seemed to be able to probe into the depths of Qin Dingzhuo's heart.

Shen Zhi asked wearily, "Qin Dingzhuo, do you dare to say that you have never used anyone as a substitute?"

Shen Zhi didn't want to argue with him like a madman. People like them would never recognize their own mistakes.

Just like when he was in junior high school, he was sent to an aristocratic school by He Haiming for a convocation ceremony, and the children in the school were in adolescence.

They thought that Shen Zhi's mother was a mistress and that Shen Zhi was an illegitimate child, so they wanted to vent their anger on their friend.

Shen Zhi was once framed for theft. He was wearing his school uniform and standing on the opposite side of the class. Everyone looked at him with suspicion and distrust. Shen Zhi felt as embarrassed as if he had been stripped naked.

For no reason, just because he was lonely, gloomy and unpleasant.

Later he was admitted to Yuchuan, and his sunny and gentle appearance made him the most popular senior in Yuchuan. After meeting his junior high school classmates, they were amazed at Shen Zhi's changes and praised his appearance.

He dragged Shen Zhi to a party and told Shen Zhi when he was drunk that it was all because they were ignorant and too young back then.

Shen Zhi just smiled, went back and vomited all the food in his stomach while leaning against the toilet.

It turns out that the harm they caused can be easily brushed off with just a word of ignorance. What a low price to pay.

"I..." Qin Dingzhuo hesitated, and he found that he couldn't say it.

Shen Zhi interrupted Qin Dingzhuo and said, "I have notarized Luo Yiqing's rumor-mongering post and will file a lawsuit against him."

He is no longer the kid who can be bullied by others. He can protect himself.

Qin Dingzhuo really wanted to say no, but he had to admit that he chose to save Luo Yixi because he saw that his face looked like Shen Zhi.

He did not treat Shen Zhi as a substitute, but unconsciously treated Luo Yixi as a substitute for Shen Zhi.

He felt that Luo Yixi was too similar to Shen Zhi, both were hypocritical. When Luo Yixi confessed to him, Qin Dingzhuo looked at the calculation in Luo Yixi's eyes and vaguely thought that Shen Zhi would confess to him because he wanted to get something from him.

When Luo Yiwu left without looking back, Qin Dingzhuo even thought that he was right, people like them just had no emotions.

That's why he was angry when Shen Zhi told him that he didn't like men, as if all the expectations he saw in Luo Yixi disappeared.

Shen Zhide liked him, so he should get something from him and get close to him. This was different. This was completely different from what he imagined.

Qin Dingzhuo sometimes wondered, if Shen Zhi was with him, and if someone tried to tempt Shen Zhi to leave him, how should he keep Shen Zhi.

But, from the very beginning, he was wrong.

Shen Zhi is not Luo Yiwu, and he will not sell out his true feelings for what he wants.

Shen Zhi has his own persistence. The lie he spread about having a distinguished family background is even his most insignificant advantage. Shen Zhi's excellence does not need any external factors to enhance it.

Shen Zhi had nothing to say to Qin Dingzhuo and turned and left.

Qin Dingzhuo looked at Shen Zhi's back, anger rising from the bottom of his heart, and shouted: "Shen Zhi, you told me the other day that you like men!"

Why did you say those things to him? Why did you give him hope and then leave him so cruelly?

Shen Zhi's resolute back told Qin Dingzhuo the answer.

He likes men, but that man is not him.

Some mistakes can never be forgiven, even if they have all kinds of high-sounding excuses or unspeakable difficulties. The damage is damage and cannot be erased.

Shen Zhi went to the student union.

He wanted to give up this position. He was not suitable to be the president of the student union. He was tired and he was tired of wearing a mask to interact with people.

Being true to oneself might lead to returning to the same situation as before, but at least Shen Zhi wouldn't be so tired.

Ruan Zhu was a little sad, "Senior, is there anything we can do for you?"

Ji Shilu also nodded: "Senior is not the kind of person described in the post. We all know that. Just clarify it and you don't have to resign."

Shen Zhi's face was gentle and he asked back, "How do you know I'm not that kind of person? Why do you want to help me?"

Shen Zhi didn't think that he had a close relationship with them, so there was no need for them to stand up for him.

Ruan Zhu's eyes were red, and she stammered, "We are friends, and there is no need for a reason to help friends."

Shen Zhi was stunned for a moment, then looked at them, his eyes suddenly softening.

Is this what a friend is? A friend who stands by him unconditionally without any reason.

"I'll take care of it myself," Shen Zhi paused, "I'll tell you if there's anything I need."

Shen Zhi took away all the certificates of honor he had ever received and spent two days sorting them out.

He doesn't need the He family's support, now he has the ability to escape from the He family.

Shen Zhi posted a new post two days later.

"I am Shen Zhi. I am not a member of the He family. I have never used the resources of the He family. I was elected as the president of the student union. I have the ability and qualifications to become the president of the student union."

The post became popular as soon as it was published.

Some students, who had tasted melons before, clicked on the page with a disdainful attitude, and were stunned after entering.

It lists all the awards Shen Zhi has won from junior high school to college, including admission to junior and senior high school, first place in finance, national scholarships every year, and numerous awards in financial project planning competitions and computer competitions.

"Hua Ze, even Fortune 500 companies have bought your business plans. That's incredible."

"So many awards. With such a genius, we salted fish can now rest easy."

"When my senior was making plans for the 100 billion company, I was still in Macabaka."

The situation reversed, and more forces began to turn in Shen Zhi's favor.

"So what if we don't rely on the He family? Even if they are from the He family, I haven't seen them be so outstanding."

"With this strength, the He family can probably rely on him."

“…”

Among them, Ruan Zhu, Ji Shilu and Fang Hao also contributed a lot.

Shen Zhi had anticipated this outcome, but his "friend" was an unexpected surprise in this public debate.

Shen Zhi felt very warm.

Unexpectedly, text messages from the mysterious person came one after another, and Shen Zhi had already prepared himself mentally.

"Baby, you are so good. So many people like you. I am so jealous."

When Shen Zhi saw the letter from the mysterious man again, he had calmed down.

Shen Zhi would no longer lose control because of such disgusting and perverted words. Some people will always be like rats in the gutter, unable to stay in the sun. They will rot and get maggots in damp places.

Feng Yao called and asked Shen Zhi to go back for dinner.

Shen Zhi deleted the text message and returned to He's house.

Instead of seeing Feng Yao, Shen Zhi was called by the servant to the room where the celebration ceremony was held.

He Qili sat in a wheelchair with his back to Shen Zhi. The sunlight shone on his shining golden hair, like a Western oil painting.

He Qili heard Shen Zhi coming in and slowly turned his wheelchair around.

Shen Zhi's gaze fell on He Qili's completely paralyzed legs, his expression was freezing. It was a short-sleeved shirt with a conspicuous brand logo, and the black fabric was softly draped over He Qili's knees.

He Qili noticed that Shen Zhi had seen the short-sleeved shirt, so he reached out and picked it up. His eyes were almost gentle and horrifying: "A few days ago, I heard from Aunt Feng that Xiao Zhi used to wear my old clothes."

He Qili raised his head and smiled at Shen Zhi's gradually pale face, his voice soothing, "Xiao Zhi really still likes brother very much. From now on, all brother's clothes will be given to you to wear, okay?"

Shen Zhi suddenly raised his eyes and uttered a word: "Get lost!"

He Qili was not angry. He looked at Shen Zhi lovingly as he became visibly angry. He lowered his head into his clothes and took a deep breath. He said infatuatedly, "It's the smell of Xiaozhi and my brother fused together."

Shen Zhi's fingers were shaking as he snatched the short-sleeved shirt and threw it on the ground.

When he entered the He family, he had a lot of new clothes, which he thought were bought by Feng Yao. Shen Zhi wore them happily until He Qili's friends scolded him in disgust, saying that he was not only stealing someone else's father, but also a copycat who imitated the real young master of the He family.

Only after Shen Zhi asked Feng Yao did he realize that all his clothes were wedding gifts.

It was the one that He Qili had worn. Shen Zhi felt cold all over. The clothes on his body were like a plastic bag that was getting tighter and tighter, suffocating him. His body seemed to be entangled by some disgusting alien species.

From then on, Shen Zhi never wore the wedding dress again.

"The wedding gift has always been yours, right?" Shen Zhi had this thought before, but he always suppressed it.

Now he was almost certain of it.

He Qili tilted his head and pretended to be innocent and said, "Xiaozhi, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Shen Zhi took a deep breath and tried to stay calm: "It was you who instigated your friends to isolate me, it was you who made your friends target me, it was you who framed me, and now it is you who pretended to be a pervert, making me afraid and torturing me."

He Qili frowned and said disapprovingly: "What does it have to do with me? I explained it to you, but no one is on your side, Xiaozhi, you have no friends, you are not likable by nature."

Shen Zhi closed his eyes. He always managed to get rid of all the gifts cleanly.

"I have friends, and they are on my side this time." Shen Zhi suddenly calmed down, knowing that he was not alone. "You can check out the latest posts."

"Don't drag me into your hell, your car accident was not caused by me, and your paralysis was not caused by me," Shen Zhi said what he had suppressed for many years, "I have no obligation to be responsible for you."

He Qili's eyes suddenly became deep and dark as ink, without a single ray of light passing through.

"My dad didn't care about my life or death in order to date your mom, which resulted in me having to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair," He Qili said angrily, "Shen Zhi, I've become a cripple."

"I said, this has nothing to do with me..." Shen Zhi stopped him.

He Qili could not hear any sound and just wanted to vent, "Shen Zhi, you are sensitive, suspicious, vengeful, and your soul is also incomplete. You should be with me. Only when we are together can we be complete."

fallacy.

Shen Zhi couldn't reason with a madman.

"I'm not, I'm different from you," Shen Zhi said, looked at He Qili deeply, and left the He family.

Shen Zhi blocked out the cursing words and left quickly.

Shen Zhi walked outside and stood in the sun again, feeling the warmth rising in his bones after a long time.

Shen Zhi opened his eyes and saw a little follower standing under the shade of a tree at the entrance of the villa area.

"Following me?" Shen Zhi walked over and sighed helplessly at Song Hengyang, whose eyes revealed tension.

Song Hengyang shook his head quickly, looked into Shen Zhi's eyes, and nodded slowly.

Song Hengyang had never done anything to let him down, but Shen Zhi also cared about the little secret that Song Hengyang had hidden from him.

Song Hengyang said softly, "I came to you to explain."

Shen Zhi stood still, nodded, and gestured with his hand: "Please speak."

Song Hengyang's ears instantly turned red, blush spread across his cold white skin, and his pure black eyes were tinged with a hint of embarrassment.

Shen Zhi tilted his head and looked at Song Hengyang who was feeling awkward alone, with a barely perceptible smile in his eyes.

"I got to know you when you were Sheng Rui's tutor," Song Hengyang said nervously. "I didn't pay much attention to you at first, but you always loved to bite things and you broke all the straws on the water cups I bought and collected. Then I couldn't help but pay attention to you."

Shen Zhi: ...

Shen Zhi tried hard to figure out what Song Hengyang meant, and he felt inexplicably angry. It sounded like a creditor coming to settle a score and collect the debt.

"I broke your things and you want me to compensate you?!" Shen Zhi raised his eyebrows and asked.

Song Hengyang shook his head quickly. He was afraid that Shen Zhi would misunderstand him, so he got straight to the point, "No, then I fell in love with you."

Something happened that left Shen Zhi speechless.

Shen Zhi is not a fool, he can feel that Song Hengyang treats him differently and that he likes him.

But what Shen Zhi didn't expect was that Song Hengyang would express his love by biting the straw of the water cup.

Shen Zhi glared at Song Hengyang, said, "I'd better pay you back," and turned away.

Shen Zhi stepped into the sunlight. Song Hengyang chased after him and grabbed Shen Zhi, regardless of his allergy to ultraviolet rays, and said anxiously, "You don't have to pay."

Shen Zhi turned his head and saw Song Hengyang's face completely exposed to the sunlight. He hurriedly took off his coat and covered Song Hengyang's head.

Song Hengyang held Shen Zhi's hand as he put clothes on him, and pulled the clothes to cover him and Shen Zhi. The two of them were both sheltered in this small shadow, their breathing intertwined.

"What's mine is yours," Song Hengyang pursed his lips and looked at Shen Zhi anxiously.

Shen Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then a warm kiss was placed on the corner of his mouth. The deep male voice was hoarse, creating an ambiguous feeling in this small space, "You are mine."

Shen Zhi's eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyes to meet Song Hengyang's clear eyes. Those beautiful eyes seemed to have hooks, tempting Shen Zhi to tiptoe and kiss him back.

The moment Shen Zhi touched Song Hengyang's lips, he regretted it.

He was too easily seduced, and Shen Zhi simply couldn't say no to Song Hengyang's face.

Shen Zhi's heart was beating like a drum, and he slowly retreated.

Song Hengyang stared at Shen Zhi without blinking until Shen Zhi felt embarrassed.

"What for?" Shen Zhi asked in a bad tone.

It was Song Hengyang who clearly said that he liked me, but now it seems like the decision-making power is not in my control.

Song Hengyang approached Shen Zhi's gentle face, his thin lips just inches away from Shen Zhi's. His usually pure eyes revealed a completely different, dark lust that was unique to males. He asked temptingly, "Do you want to kiss me again?"