Chapter 117 The Harder You Try, the More Unfortunate You Are (End)

Sheng Liman told Song Hengyang that people should give each other space when interacting with each other. No one likes to be with others all the time, which will make people feel depressed.

No one likes to have their life decided by others.

Song Hengyang understood and did his best.

"Can I come see you next Monday?" Song Hengyang looked at Shen Zhi under his clothes. The dim light cast a dark shadow on him, and his clear eyes were particularly captivating.

"I want to celebrate my birthday with you," Song Hengyang held Shen Zhi's hand and asked, "Can I?"

Shen Zhi's heart skipped a beat. He turned away and said vaguely, "You should have spent your birthday with Madam Sheng and Xiao Rui. That day... that day I'm not free."

Song Hengyang grabbed Shen Zhi's wrist, and his slightly cool fingertips touched the warm skin, causing an inexplicable shudder.

"Really not possible?" Song Hengyang repeated in a low voice.

Shen Zhi shook off Song Hengyang's hand and left the shadow. His bright golden hair shone moistly in the sunlight, and his jade-like profile was like beautiful jade that was warm to the touch.

"I really... don't have time," Shen Zhi closed his eyes. He could no longer figure out what the relationship between him and Song Hengyang was. Were they a couple? He didn't seem to like Song Hengyang that much.

But it is undeniable that Song Hengyang fits his childhood imagination of expensive and fancy toys.

It was a wonderful gift that he could not get.

"I will give you a gift," Shen Zhi said and left in a hurry.

He is not suitable for Song Hengyang. His palms are covered with sharp thorns that will scratch the precious treasures.

For the first time, Shen Zhi realized what Chu Shi had said, that he would hurt Song Hengyang.

Chu Shi was right. The dolls in the display window should look for their mates in elegantly decorated shops instead of stopping for passers-by in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Shen Zhi walked back to school. He actually had nowhere else to go.

After staying at the school for four or five days and arranging the affairs of the Student Union, I resigned from the position of Student Union President.

Shen Zhi wanted to give up the innovation and entrepreneurship competition, but his teacher opposed it.

"Why would you quit? We are already in the final stages of the project, and the provincial prize should be no problem. The five-digit prize will definitely belong to our team."

"You might have been able to win a national award. You were the main person in charge and your contribution was the greatest. It's a pity that you missed out on such an honor that was within your grasp."

"When Song Hengyang joined last time, he promised me that he would definitely win a national award. He has achieved so many successes in international competitions, and this competition is nothing to him. It's a pity that he withdrew."

Shen Zhi deleted and reduced some content.

He really wanted to ask why Song Hengyang joined this competition. It did not help Song Hengyang in terms of money or fame, and why did he withdraw from it inexplicably later?

"Please think about it carefully."

Another message popped up.

Shen Zhi paused for a moment, deleted all the words typed in the input box, and simply replied: "Okay, teacher, I will seriously consider it."

Shen Zhi opened the chat box with Song Hengyang. From that day until now, Shen Zhi had not contacted Song Hengyang.

"Why did you join the Innovation and Entrepreneurship Competition at that time?" Shen Zhi vaguely felt that the reason why Song Hengyang joined was related to him.

A strange feeling arose in Shen Zhi's heart.

In his heart, Song Hengyang is a rich kid who is in a different world from those rich second-generations who were so superior to him in junior high school. Being loved by such a person, Shen Zhi feels a sense of revenge.

But Song Hengyang is Madam Sheng's child, and Madam Sheng treats him very well. Shen Zhi does not want to hurt Madam Sheng, so he resists this ambiguous affection.

"The national award has higher prize money than the provincial award, so seniors can get more money," Song Hengyang said frankly. Shen Zhi didn't need to hide anything from him because Shen Zhi had almost no secrets from Madam Sheng.

Song Hengyang's words were extremely conceited, as if he was supposed to be such a brilliant and proud son of heaven. However, Shen Zhi did not feel disgusted with Song Hengyang.

Shen Zhi's eyes flickered a few times, and he stared at the message sent by Song Hengyang without saying a word.

"But without me, you could have won the national award yourself," Song Hengyang awkwardly sent a smiling emoticon.

Shen Zhi glanced at the date before turning off his phone, picked up his coat and left the school.

Originally he wanted to randomly choose a gift for Song Hengyang, but now Shen Zhi changed his mind.

Maybe he should be nicer to his first friend.

Shen Zhi went to a gift shop near the school and met Feng Yao before he had walked around a few times.

his mother.

"Mom? Why are you here?" Shen Zhi held the bag and looked at the haggard woman in front of him.

Feng Yao is very beautiful. If it weren't for Shen Zhi's father, she would probably still be as charming as ever.

Feng Yao forced a smile and looked carefully at her son who looked strange yet familiar. She could even see the look on her son's face that she feared the most, which made Feng Yao rarely see Shen Zhi.

"Let's find a place to talk, okay?" Feng Yao was wearing a light-colored dress. It was almost autumn, and her clothes were a little thin, making her look shaky.

Shen Zhi nodded, took off his coat and put it on Feng Yao.

The young man's slightly higher body temperature did not soften the woman's expression. Feng Yao shivered involuntarily, raised her head to look at Shen Zhi's eyes which were similar to hers, then she tucked her coat in and said thank you softly.

"You're welcome," Shen Zhi responded in a low voice, curling his fingers slightly.

Feng Yao never liked him because Shen Zhi looked very much like his father, but Shen Zhi had no resentment about this.

He is the continuation of his father's bloodline, but also the product of his father's sin. Shen Zhi is very grateful to Feng Yao for being able to save him from the hands of that devil.

Shen Zhi rarely appeared in front of Feng Yao. He didn't want to see Feng Yao's frightened expression, as that would make him panic and uneasy. Shen Zhi would unconsciously wonder if he would be like his father.

It becomes a hateful, sinful face.

Feng Yao found a coffee shop near the school and chose a private room. The environment inside was quite quiet, the green plants were well-planned, and there was no pungent fragrance in the air. The comfortable atmosphere made Feng Yao relax instantly.

"It's not bad here," Feng Yao looked around with a faint smile on his face, "Xiao Zhi can come here more often."

Shen Zhi ordered a cup of Blue Mountain coffee for Feng Yao and did not refute what Feng Yao said.

Shen Zhi didn't have much extra money to spend here, so he used part of his earnings to pay tuition and saved part of it.

"Mom, what do you want to talk to me about?" Shen Zhi raised his eyes and looked at Feng Yao who was sipping Blue Mountain coffee with a sigh and gradually relaxing.

Feng Yao's tongue was shrunk by the bitter taste of coffee. The familiar aroma of coffee gave her a sense of security. Feng Yao slowly said, "Xiao Zhi, your uncle He is having some problems at the company. Mom is wondering if you can come to Borui to help your uncle He."

Feng Yao's eyes were filled with expectation. Shen Zhi looked into Feng Yao's beautiful eyes. There was tenderness and warmth in them, but no love.

"Hua Ze and I have already signed a letter of intent. If we breach the contract, we will have to pay compensation," Shen Zhi said in a calm voice. It didn't sound like a rejection, but more like he was stating the simplest thing.

Feng Yao did not understand Shen Zhi's meaning and smiled, "It's okay, Xiaozhi, your uncle He will take care of it. You can directly become the general manager when you come to Borui."

Shen Zhi had never seen such a thing as pie falling from the sky.

He didn't have that luck or blessing, and he preferred to believe that He Haiming was planning something.

"Mom, what about you?" Feng Yao has been He Haiming's secretary for many years, and it seems that there has been no change, so Shen Zhi doesn't know that Feng Yao is now the legal representative of Borri.

Feng Yao had a look of happiness that Shen Zhi had never seen before: "Your Uncle He gave me a small portion of Borri Medical's shares, saying it was to protect my future."

Shen Zhiwei fell silent. His reason told him that there was something wrong with He Haiming.

Shen Zhi's emotions told him that if he told the truth, Feng Yao would definitely not be happy and would not believe him.

The coffee had been left for too long, so Feng Yao stopped drinking it.

The air-conditioning in the cafe was turned on high. Feng Yao only felt the warmth of the clothes on her body at this moment. Feng Yao pulled up the clothes and took a look. "Xiao Zhi, buy clothes of this brand now. I remember that you didn't like this brand when you were a child."

Feng Yao said that after Shen Zhi knew that the clothes he was wearing were He Qi's gift, he went home, took off all his clothes, and changed into the tattered clothes he wore when he first entered He's house.

Feng Yao never knew that what Shen Zhi disliked was not the clothes, but He Qili as a person.

"This dress is different," Shen Zhi didn't want to explain further.

When he was in college, he wore clothes he bought from his part-time job. Shen Zhi wanted to change himself at that time, so he completely dressed himself up from head to toe and bought fake brand-name clothes.

Then he went to the Sheng family and was discovered by Mrs. Sheng. Mrs. Sheng did not expose him, but gave the clothes to Shen Zhi with various excuses.

"Xiaozhi, please think about it again," Feng Yao finally advised.

Shen Zhi did not respond, but took out a card and placed it on the table. "This is the money that the He family has spent on me over the years. I am not a member of the He family, so I should pay it back."

Feng Yao was stunned.

"Xiao Zhi," Feng Yao cried out in a panic, her heart beating inexplicably.

Feng Yao felt that Shen Zhi was very strange, so strange that Shen Zhi's face was distorted and changed into the appearance of the man she hated the most.

"You are like your father," Feng Yao murmured, "You are so cold. You exchanged all the things the He family gave you for money. Don't you have any feelings?"

Shen Zhi didn't know how to answer.

When Shen Zhi was saving money, he would think, when he returned the money to the He family one day, would Feng Yao ask him where the money came from?

Do you feel sorry for his dedication and hard work over the years?

But no, all Shen Zhi got was cold-blooded criticism.

"Mom, I wasn't the one who stole the money that our junior high school class lost that year," Shen Zhi lowered his eyelids, and these words came out of his mouth inexplicably.

Shen Zhi really wanted to say this one day, but he didn't know who to tell. Even though it was inappropriate now and the person he was talking to didn't want to listen, Shen Zhi felt like he was breathing a sigh of relief when he said it.

All the things that had been pent up in his heart for these years were released and left his body.

Feng Yao took a step back, her coat slipped off her shoulders and fell to the ground. She looked at Shen Zhi with fear. She did not take the card on the table and hurriedly left the cafe.

Shen Zhi silently put the card away, squatted down, picked up the clothes, wiped off the footprints that were accidentally stained on them, and put them on again.

Shen Zhi picked up the gift bag and returned to school.

What he gave Song Hengyang was a small handicraft, which was very small and exquisite, and also required a lot of effort.

It took Shen Zhi almost three full days to finish it.

If Song Hengyang doesn't like it, he can give it to himself, so that he will have his first gift.

"Shall I take you there?" Chu Shi asked Shen Zhi symbolically.

Shen Zhi refused. He didn't want to go to Song Hengyang's birthday party, even though Sheng Rui had invited him.

He gave a gift and left.

"No need, I'll go by myself." Song Hengyang handed the watch to him personally, and he had to hand the gift to Song Hengyang himself.

Song Hengyang's birthday happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival. The moon at night was like a silver disk hanging high in the clear sky, with sparse stars and light wind.

Shen Zhi had been to the Sheng family countless times, but he didn't want to go in this time.

The security guards in the villa area all knew Shen Zhi and greeted him, "Teacher Shen, are you going to teach again today?"

Shen Zhi smiled and replied, "No class today. It's my friend's birthday today and I'm giving him a gift."

The security guard let him in, and Shen Zhi hesitantly sent a message to Song Hengyang, "The gift is in the security booth, remember to pick it up."

"I'm not going in." Shen Zhi thought that if he came to deliver it, it would be handed over to Song Hengyang, "someone will come to pick it up later."

The security guard held Shen Zhi back and said, "Mr. Shen, although I am not well-educated, I am eager to learn. Can you teach me a question so that I can show off in front of my daughter?"

Shen Zhi thought it would not be difficult to teach a question, so he agreed.

Song Hengyang, who secretly sent a message to the security guard to keep the person, saw the usually gentle senior shouting in frustration: "This is three-dimensional, not two-dimensional. You can't measure it directly with a ruler, and you can't measure it on a flat surface either!"

"But the number I measured with a ruler is the same as the number you calculated, Teacher Shen," the security guard whispered in defense.

Shen Zhi: ...

"Don't be angry with me anymore, Senior." Song Hengyang walked over, took Shen Zhi's hand and pulled it behind him, and said to the security guard, "I'll take the person away."

Shen Zhi was dragged by Song Hengyang to a secluded place, and later he realized that Song Hengyang had tricked him.

"You asked the security guard to stop me from leaving?" Shen Zhi asked doubtfully.

Song Hengyang did not deny it: "Senior, just wait for me for a while, I will be here quickly."

Shen Zhi understood what Song Hengyang meant, but he didn't know why Song Hengyang liked him.

There's really nothing likable about him.

"I don't want to wait for you," Shen Zhi looked away and said in a low voice.

Song Hengyang was not discouraged at all, and said without getting discouraged: "I will be faster in the future, so that I can see you without you having to wait for me."

Shen Zhi pursed her lips, did not respond, and handed the gift bag to Song Hengyang.

Song Hengyang opened the gift carefully.

Shen Zhi wanted to stop him, but his packaging was very simple and his true appearance was revealed in a short while.

The little doll covered with diamonds sparkles in the moonlight, with its head tilted and its eyes decorated with cat's eye stones. The whole shape is naive and cute.

"The diamond is fake," Shen Zhi pointed at its head with his slender white fingers, "It's a doll that has been dressed up. It looks expensive but is actually cheap."

Song Hengyang's clear eyes glowed silver in the moonlight, and his voice sounded lingering in the night, "So, Senior, are you giving yourself to me?"

Shen Zhi was stunned, and when he looked up he met Song Hengyang's pure black eyes.

He didn't think so, but Shen Zhi couldn't say a word to refute it, as if what Song Hengyang said was the truest thought in his heart.

"I like it very much," Song Hengyang directly put an end to the reason for Shen Zhi to give a gift, and Shen Zhi could no longer explain.

"You like fake ones too?" Shen Zhiyou asked doubtfully.

Shen Zhi didn't know why he asked Song Hengyang this, as if getting some answer from him would make him feel at ease.

"He is very beautiful, even without the broken diamonds."

"He is very kind. He will throw away his broken diamonds to save the child."

"He works very hard, and he shines even without any broken diamonds."

"He is very powerful and does not need the weak light from the broken diamond."

"So what if it's fake? It can't change his excellence," Song Hengyang's eyes were sincere. He looked at Shen Zhi and affirmed him over and over again.

"The fake diamonds are a burden added to him by his owner. He does not need to take any responsibility for it, nor does he need to feel guilty about it."

Shen Zhi's hands were shaking a little, and he subconsciously grabbed Song Hengyang's sleeve.

He saved Sheng Rui, but also took the opportunity to get a job opportunity from Mrs. Sheng.

Shen Zhi has been worried about this. He refused Mrs. Sheng's generous remuneration and took a salary higher than that of ordinary teachers to support his university life, which made him feel that he was repaying a favor.

It was as if he were a blood-sucking leech.

"I..." Shen Zhi wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

"Mom said that you are a very good person. The car was moving so fast that you and Xiao Rui could have been caught in the wheel, but you still went to save Xiao Rui. Mom is very grateful to you, and so is Dad, Xiao Rui, and me."

Song Hengyang hugged him gently, "Senior, you have done a good job. No one can do better than you. Never blame yourself. The victim should never be blamed."

Shen Zhi felt a lump in his throat and pushed Song Hengyang away.

Shen Zhi is trapped in the shadow of his father's domestic violence and unable to escape. He puts himself in the role of the domestic abuser, atones for his father's sins to his mother, walks alone and falls into the abyss step by step.

"Senior, I have also prepared a gift for you," Song Hengyang took out a doll that was exactly the same as Shen Zhi's doll covered with rhinestones.

The difference is that the cat's eye stone is replaced with black diamond.

Song Hengyang stuffed it into Shen Zhi's hand and said, "This diamond is real. If you give me one, I will give you one too."

You give yourself to me, and I will give myself to you.

Shen Zhi thought of this sentence inexplicably, and his ears started to burn. "Why would you send me the same gift? Are you a pervert? Are you spying on me?"

Song Hengyang lowered his head and touched his eyebrows to Shen Zhi, and said seriously: "In novels, this kind of behavior is called pervert. I am the pervert of my senior."

Shen Zhi looked into Song Hengyang's sincere eyes, tilted his head to kiss his lips, and murmured, "Then you have to keep an eye on me."

Don't let me go into darkness, let me always be in the light.