Only Wei Chen and Su Yu knew that Yu Tang was participating in the life-or-death boxing match.
Even Wang Zhi and Li Xun only found out when Yu Tang called them out on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.
In the restaurant's private room, after several rounds of drinks, Yu Tang brought up the matter, and Li Xun's wine glass immediately fell to the ground and shattered, completely sobering him up.
He forced a smile and said, "Brother Tang, it's almost Chinese New Year, can you please stop making jokes like this?"
Wang Zhi chimed in, "Yeah, Tang-ge, you can't joke like that."
"How could I joke about something like this with you?" Yu Tang said helplessly.
He said, "I called you all here today because I want you to keep this a secret. And then do me a favor."
"Brother Tang!" Li Xun's eyes were red: "That's a life-or-death boxing match at SR! How many people who go there survive? If you're short of money, we'll lend you some. Why do you have to participate in that kind of life-threatening boxing match!"
"Because Wei Chen promised to give me 20 million."
"Twenty million?" Li Xun's eyes widened. "What do you need so much for?"
"Besides, even if you get twenty million, what chance do you have of spending it? When you die, you lose everything!"
"So what I need to say now is, how should we spend these twenty million?" Yu Tang looked at them. "You have to help me with this."
Yu Tang summoned them so that they could take over the 20 million yuan after his death, with 10 million yuan of it used to repay the breach of contract penalty after terminating Wei Mosheng's contract.
Five million was left for Wei Mosheng; five million was considered a reward for Wang Zhi and Li Xun's help.
Moreover, they had to keep this matter a secret and never tell Wei Mosheng.
If they ask, just say he went back to his hometown and don't come looking for him.
He also transferred the old house to Li Xun's name, and then said that Li Xun bought it.
This was the least harmful way for him to leave that he had thought of during this period of time.
It's better to let people think he's disappeared than to know he died for someone else.
Otherwise, he was afraid Wei Mosheng wouldn't be able to hold on.
Upon hearing this, Li Xun and Wang Zhi felt a pang of sadness and their eyes welled up with tears.
They could tell that Yu Tang was serious and didn't regret doing it at all.
At this point, their persuasion seemed pale and powerless.
So in the end, they stayed with Yu Tang until late at night, cried and said a lot of things, before finally taking a taxi home, staggering along.
Yu Tang had also drunk a lot. He leaned against the door frame as he went out, and sat down on the curb, feeling dizzy. He glanced at his phone and found many missed calls.
He didn't tell Wei Mosheng about his trip out this time; the kid must be worried sick.
The man took out a cigarette, chuckled twice, and sent his location to Wei Mosheng.
The person arrived shortly afterward. Upon seeing Yu Tang leaning against the telephone pole, Wei Mosheng frowned and ran over: "Why didn't you answer my calls?"
"You drank so much? Sitting on the street in the dead of winter, don't you know you have a problem with being cold to the touch?"
Over the past month, Wei Mosheng has completely regarded himself as Yu Tang's lover and has become increasingly talkative.
Yu Tang vaguely heard someone speaking, opened her eyes and saw the boy's face, which was incredibly handsome in the light of the street lamp.
He reached out his finger and flicked the boy's forehead with a soft "smack," muttering something under his breath.
"You've gotten quite bold, daring to lecture your brother now?"
"Not brother, lover." Wei Mosheng's anger subsided a little after liking Yu Tang's gesture so much that he smiled.
Then she took off her own scarf and wrapped it around Yu Tang, then led him into a taxi.
"Let's go home first."
It was warm in the taxi, and Yu Tang fell asleep again shortly after waking up.
When they arrived at the entrance of the residential area, Wei Mo was afraid that Yu Tang would catch a cold, so he wrapped his head with a scarf, took off his own coat and put it on Yu Tang, and carried him out of the car.
Walking through the quiet neighborhood, feeling the weight on his back, Wei Mosheng finally calmed down after worrying for so long.
After evening study, he couldn't get in touch with Yu Tang, and he was really worried.
Even though he knew the man couldn't possibly be in any danger, he still felt uneasy.
Moreover, this anxiety seems to become more and more pronounced over time.
Sometimes she even has nightmares about losing Yutang.
Even if you wake up in a fright and find that the person is still beside you, you will still feel scared.
"Brother Tang..."
He called softly to the man behind him.
Hearing a muffled "hmm," she continued, "Two months have passed. Even if you haven't fallen for me, please don't leave me, okay?"
"Look, I still have so many debts to pay you back. Just for the money, you should stay by my side, right?"
Yu Tang heard Wei Mosheng speaking, but he couldn't quite make out what he was saying.
All he could do was reply with "Mmm..."
“Then I’ll take that as a yes.” Wei Mosheng pulled Yu Tang up a little more, his eyes lowered, concealing the worry in them: “You absolutely cannot go back on your word.”
"Um……"
On New Year's Eve, Wei Mosheng and Yu Tang went to the supermarket and bought a lot of meat and vegetables to cook a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.
That evening, the two sat on the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala to celebrate the New Year.
With only a few minutes left to count down, Yu Tang pulled Wei Mosheng to the balcony.
She took out the red envelope she had prepared for the boy and slapped it into his hand.
"Come on, let me give you a yearling."
"Brother Tang, do you think I'm still a three-year-old?" Wei Mosheng said helplessly, but his heart was warmed. "I'm already twenty, how could I possibly accept your red envelope?"
"You're still a kid at twenty." Yu Tang ruffled the boy's soft hair. "I'm your older brother, so I have to take care of you."
"How many times have I told you?" Wei Mosheng's expression darkened at the mention of this. He kissed Yu Tang's cheek and corrected him, "It's 'lover,' not 'brother.'"
"Alright, alright, we're lovers." Yu Tang peeled a piece of candy and stuffed it into Wei Mosheng's mouth, silencing him: "I won't argue with you."
"Hmm..." Wei Mosheng was caught off guard. With a candy in his mouth, he went into the house, took out a gift box from the cabinet, and ran back over: "I also prepared a New Year's gift for you."
"Hmm?" Yu Tang asked curiously, "What is it?"
"Let's open it and take a look."
Yu Tang opened it and found it was a watch, a custom-made one.
The back is engraved with the two people's names, encircled by a heart. Although it looks a bit cliché, it's not bad-looking.
"Brother Tang, let me put it on you." Wei Mosheng took the watch, put it around Yu Tang's wrist, and fastened it.
Just as midnight arrived, fireworks burst across the night sky.
Wei Mosheng held Yu Tang's hand to his forehead and closed his eyes.
Yu Tang asked curiously, "What are you doing?"
"Make a wish..."
"What do you wish for?"
Wei Mosheng opened his eyes and smiled: "I won't tell you."
If there truly are gods in heaven, I implore you to grant my wish.
May Tang Ge and I be together for all eternity, never to be separated.
Chapter 33
Died for the villain for the first time (33)
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Yu Tang and Wei Mosheng, being neither lazy people, got up early to make and cook dumplings. After eating, Yu Tang took Wei Mosheng out.
"Brother Tang, where are we going?"
Wei Mosheng knew that Yu Tang was from out of town, and that his parents had passed away when he was young. Apart from his friends, he had no relatives in City A.
So it probably wasn't a New Year's visit.
"I'll take you somewhere." Yu Tang put on thick gloves, tightened his scarf, and finally fastened his motorcycle helmet: "You'll see when we get there."
"Why are you being so mysterious?" Wei Mosheng muttered as he got into the car, putting his arm around Yu Tang and settling in, his curiosity growing even stronger.
Yu Tang took him to the largest hospital in City A.
"Why come to the hospital during the Chinese New Year?" Wei Mosheng followed behind Yu Tang, feeling somewhat uneasy.
He has hated hospitals ever since Jiang Yuan passed away.
Although he knew it was wrong to think this way, he always felt that the hospital would take away the people he loved, and that it was a bad place.
Yu Tang didn't answer him, but simply took his hand and led him to the top floor of the hospital building.
This floor is full of luxury wards, and only the wealthiest people can use the medical resources on this floor.
Yu Tang glanced at the ward not far away. Sure enough, he saw several bodyguards guarding the outside.
He pulled Wei Mosheng to a corner and asked the system how much time was left.
【alright.】
As soon as the system made a sound, a large group of medical staff rushed out of the office and rushed to the ward. In less than two minutes, they came out of the ward pushing a trolley carrying the patient.
The gaunt middle-aged man lay on the trolley, his cheeks sunken from the torment of illness, his eyes unfocused, his head tilted to the side, but his gaze fell precisely on Wei Mosheng, who was hiding in the corner.
Their eyes met, and Wei Mosheng's mind wavered, causing him to frown.
After leaving the hospital, he asked Yu Tang, "Brother Tang, I still don't understand why you brought me here?"
After the middle-aged man was wheeled into the operating room, Yu Tang took him downstairs without saying a word, leaving him completely confused.
"Don't ask anymore..." Yu Tang flicked him: "I'll explain it to you later."
The middle-aged man is Wei Mosheng's biological father, Wei Chang. He has been tormented by illness for two years and has finally reached the end of his life today.