Zhuang Ziang returned to the rental house and found Li Huangxuan standing at the door.
He asked with a smile: "Son, what are you doing here?"
Li Huangxuan said unhappily: "You didn't come to class in the afternoon. I was worried about you. Why can't I get through on the phone?"
Zhuang Ziang then remembered that he didn't want to answer Zhuang Wenzhao's call just now and set the do not disturb mode.
He apologized quickly, this wave is my fault.
"Son, you have been asking for leave and skipping classes every other day. Are you hiding something from me?"
Even if Li Huangxuan is carefree, he also found Zhuang Ziang's abnormality.
It is unprecedented for a good student who ranks first in the grade to miss classes so frequently.
In front of his best buddy, Zhuang Ziang plans to conceal his illness temporarily.
Let him know later, and sadness will come later.
If Li Huangxuan, such a free and easy person, cries, it will not be cool at all.
"My dad came to school to vent his anger. I was in a bad mood, so I asked for leave from Lao Zhang." Zhuang Ziang was telling the truth, but he was reserved.
"Your gambling father still has the nerve to come to school? If you are afraid of being accused of disobedience, I will help you beat him up." Li Huangxuan was indignant.
"Forget it, I'm afraid you can't beat him." Zhuang Ziang felt warm in his heart.
It is enough to have a confidant in life.
This is what Mr. Lu Xun said, a true Lu Xun quote.
Zhuang Ziang wanted to have dinner in the rental house, but Li Huangxuan said that it was a rare weekend and he had to take him to his home for dinner.
On the way, he called his mother Fan Ling and asked her to cook two more dishes that Zhuang Ziang liked.
Zhuang Ziang liked Li Huangxuan's parents very much. They were sincere and kind, elegant and kind.
Unlike his father Zhuang Wenzhao, who was full of hostility.
Even less like his stepmother Qin Shulan, who was sinister.
"Xiaozhuang is here, please sit down, dinner will be ready soon."
As soon as Zhuang Ziang followed Li Huangxuan into the house, he heard Fan Ling's enthusiastic greeting.
He said politely: "Uncle and aunt, I'm bothering you again."
Li Tianyun sat on the sofa watching TV and said with a smile: "Xiaozhuang, we can't thank you enough. Huang Xuan's grades have improved a lot with you!"
The evening news was playing on TV.
Medical experts said that due to environmental deterioration and high living pressure of modern people, cancer patients tend to be younger.
Many young people are in their prime, but they suffer from incurable diseases.
Li Tianyun sighed and reminded: "Huang Xuan, Xiaozhuang, you must eat well and take care of your body at school."
"Dad, don't worry, I can take the pilot exam with my body." Li Huangxuan patted his chest confidently.
Zhuang Ziang bit his lower lip tightly and said nothing.
On the other side, Zhuang Wenzhao was dealing with Zhuang Yuhang's fight, and he was exhausted for the whole afternoon.
He paid a lot of money to the other party, and apologized by pressing Zhuang Yuhang's head, and then he barely solved the problem.
When he returned home, it was completely dark.
"Yuhang, don't cause me trouble in the future." Zhuang Wenzhao said in a rare stern tone.
"Why are you so loud? What if you scare Yuhang?" Qin Shulan immediately protected her.
She said sarcastically: "It's all Zhuang Ziang's fault. He touched Yuhang the day before yesterday, which made him feel bad, so he had a conflict with others at school."
Zhuang Yuhang took the opportunity to shirk: "Yes, it's all Zhuang Ziang's fault. He'd better die outside and never come back."
"He probably won't come back in a short time." Zhuang Wenzhao felt exhausted.
Looking at the house again, all kinds of sundries were piled up in a mess, and the floor was dirty, which made him even more upset.
In the past, Zhuang Ziang would quietly clean up and clean up.
How come the house is in such a mess after he was gone for only two days?
At this time, the phone in Zhuang Wenzhao's pocket rang again.
He picked it up and saw that it was the old man in the countryside calling. He quickly answered the phone and coaxed him.
"He was a child who had a temper. He stayed outside for a few days and came back by himself."
"I am his father. It is my duty to discipline him."
"Sick and hospitalized? What can happen to him when he is so young?"
...
After calming down the old man, Zhuang Wenzhao collapsed on the sofa.
The scenes in the classroom and office in the afternoon emerged in his mind.
Is Zhuang Ziang really that outstanding?
How come I, as a father, never knew?
Qin Shulan complained on the side: "Zhuang Ziang is such a good student, but he doesn't help Yuhang with his homework, which makes him the last in the class."
"He has no sense of responsibility as a brother. In the end, he is still selfish."
"No matter how good he is in study, what's the use if he has bad character?"
Zhuang Wenzhao felt a nameless anger in his heart and slapped the coffee table hard.
"He is my son. When is it your turn to say something? You should take good care of your own son and let him cause less trouble for me."
I originally thought that without Zhuang Ziang, this family would become a happy family of three.
Now it seems that it is too naive.
After eating, Zhuang Ziang and Li Huangxuan slipped into the bedroom.
"Son, tell me the truth, where did you go this afternoon?" Li Huangxuan looked at Zhuang Ziang with the eyes of a criminal.
"I sat by the river with Little Butterfly for the whole afternoon." Zhuang Ziang confessed.
"Little Butterfly again?" Li Huangxuan stared at Zhuang Ziang's eyes for a long time, then sighed: "You are miserable, you have fallen in love."
Zhuang Ziang quickly denied: "Stop talking nonsense, we are just good friends."
"Ask yourself, do you just want to be good friends with her?" Li Huangxuan said with a sly smile.
"This..." Zhuang Ziang felt a little guilty.
A normal boy would be moved by a girl as cute as Little Butterfly.
But he is not a normal boy, he is sick.
He is not qualified to be moved.
"Son, that is a good girl, a hundred times better than Lin Mushi. You work hard, I will be your best man in the future." Li Huangxuan had a beautiful vision of the future.
"Be a best man?" Zhuang Ziang felt bitter in his heart.
That future was too beautiful, he dared not imagine it.
He found that he was more and more reluctant to leave this world.
He couldn't bear to leave Li Huangxuan, nor Little Butterfly.
But the disease would not allow it, he had such a long life plan.
It seemed that the heaven had played the biggest joke on him.
Zhuang Ziang remembered his date tomorrow morning, so he did not stay overnight at Li Huangxuan's house and returned to his rental house.
He looked up at the night sky, which was full of stars.
He heard that people would turn into stars in the sky after death, so which one would he become?
He picked up his phone and, as if possessed by a ghost, called Little Butterfly again.
Sorry, the number you dialed is out of service area, please call again later.
Sorry! The subscriber you dialed can not be connected for the moment, please redial later.
Same as last time.
At night, Little Butterfly disappeared and could not be contacted. It would suddenly appear again the next day.
Like an elusive meteor passing by, it illuminated Zhuang Ziang's originally dark life.