His mother came over and hugged him, crying very hard. He was still young at the time and didn't understand why they were arguing like that. He asked his mother in a daze, "Will Daddy come back to eat cake?" His mother didn't say anything, but he seemed to realize that his father would never come home again.
He never saw his father again, and to this day he can't even remember what his father looked like.
After that parting ways, my mother stuffed all her floral dresses, jewelry, and earrings into a box and put on a very ugly black work uniform.
Later, my mother fell while working on a construction site and suffered a comminuted fracture of her lower leg, after which she could only use a wheelchair.
He was only fifteen years old that year.
Although his father would send them child support every year, and each time it was generous, he still had to live independently, contribute to the family, and save up for his future college expenses.
It was from that time that he learned how to do laundry and cook to survive, and he did a lot of odd jobs and hourly work. He supported his family, studying and working hard to earn money at the same time. This was not something a seventeen-year-old should have experienced, but it was a fate he could not change.
"Mo Yu!"
While he was lost in thought, Xia Wei's voice calling his name pulled him back to reality.
Shen Moyu peeked out: "Ah, Mom, what's wrong?"
"Your Aunt Liu and I are going for a walk. You stay home and do your homework," Xia Wei said, rocking her wheelchair.
Knowing that his mother had difficulty going downstairs with her cane, he quickly put down the rag in his hand: "Then, let me help."
Upon hearing this, Xia Wei quickly waved her hand and said, "It's okay, Mo Yu. You should go back to your studies. Your Aunt Liu is here, so it's alright."
Shen Moyu wanted to go, but Xia Wei turned him down. In the end, Shen Moyu watched her walk to the entrance of the community with some concern before he breathed a sigh of relief.
Shen Moyu inherited her mother's tendency to be strong, always saying, "I can do it myself."
That's why his father was so cruel.
He turned away and sighed. Apart from the ticking of the clock, there was no other sound indicating anger; everything had fallen silent.
He went back to his room to do some homework.
But then I suddenly remembered that because I was in such a hurry, my schoolbag was still in the classroom, which means...
I didn't bring my homework back...
He slapped his forehead, threw himself onto the bed in frustration, and cursed, "Damn it!!"
Thinking about the five or six papers I still hadn't finished, and the teacher was going to go over them tomorrow, if I didn't finish them, I might have to copy them ten times or be punished by standing in the corner.
But what's the use of thinking about it? The schoolbag still hasn't been brought back.
Forget it, I still haven't written it, and there's no going back. I can just get up early tomorrow to finish it, and if I don't finish, I'll be punished by standing in the corner.
Since the second year of high school, I've had an overwhelming amount of homework and a heavy workload. With so much homework, I can't even think about sleeping until midnight or the early hours of the morning.
Since something unexpected happened today, I might as well relax for a while, get a good night's sleep, and we can talk about everything tomorrow.
He thought to himself in a Buddhist-like manner, then turned around and took out his phone.
As soon as I turned on my phone, messages from Chen Yuanyuan came in one after another, including hers and many other classmates' warm greetings.
After replying to each message, he received another WeChat message from Chen Yuanyuan.
He clicked on it again, and it was a picture she had sent him.
It was a drawing, with a beautiful style and pleasing color scheme, but after looking at it carefully, Shen Moyu sighed and rubbed his forehead.
Judging from the clothing and background, it is the scene of Su Jinning picking up his unconscious son after he fainted today. The background is a bustling crowd, which is drawn in great detail. Su Jinning carries his unconscious son in her arms and rushes forward through the crowd with a tense expression. His son leans obediently against Su Jinning's chest, looking weak and petite.
He did admire the artist, but felt mostly helpless.
He sent a question mark to Chen Yuanyuan, and she replied instantly.
Yuanyuanzi: This is you and the sports committee member, didn't you recognize it?
Not a fish: I don't really want to tell.
Yuanyuanzi: ...
A moment later, Chen Yuanyuan sent another WeChat message: "Top student, do you know how many CP fans you've gained by fainting today?"
Shen Moyu was taken aback, suddenly remembering the two outrageous events that had occurred today, which would probably dominate the headlines again.
After all, these women can draw fan art in half a day, what can't they do?
He clicked into the campus forum, and sure enough, the top topics were all over the place, countless in number.
Article 1 [Did school bully Su Jinning allegedly force top student Shen Moyu to hide his relationship? Clarification video contains many suspicious points.]
Shen Moyu frowned slightly. In fact, he had long thought that this video would be meaningless and might even have the opposite effect. Sure enough, these people who are obsessed with shipping couples with microscopes can always exceed your expectations.
The article roughly states that, judging from the micro-expressions of the two people, Su Jinning seemed evasive and as if she was lying, while Shen Moyu's unnatural nod suggested that he was being forced and was unwilling, implying that they were hiding a relationship.
"Depend on."
Shen Moyu rubbed her face, and in the end, she blamed him for that unnatural micro-expression?
He just felt embarrassed about filming the video, but he didn't expect it to become a situation where he was forced to hide the truth.
After thinking for a while, he scrolled down to read the comments.
[a: Oh my god, the poster is so observant. But upon closer inspection, our Mo Yu, the dominant one, looks really unwilling in the video QWQ]
[b: Pass this down: Shen Moyu is henpecked.]
[c: Shen Moyu: I'll spoil my own wife.]
Shen Moyu was speechless, he simply couldn't imagine what Su Jinning's expression would be upon seeing this comment.
[d: I've noticed a lot of people shipping Mo Jin. Isn't the school bully x academic genius trope more appealing? Wake up, the academic genius doesn't seem like the dominant one at all.]
[a: The academic genius x the school bully, forever a god!]
[c: Can the Jinmo faction just keep their fandom to themselves?]
[d: Why am I allowed to keep this to myself? Has anyone mentioned that this is Mo Jin's territory?]
Shen Moyu left the thread, only to feel the killing intent growing stronger. He didn't understand it, and he couldn't figure it out.
Although it's outrageous, it's quite normal in this forum.
He didn't want to read any further, so he skipped to the top headline, which was also about them, but this time the comments were relatively harmonious.