Rebirth of Bloody Romance

The night was as dark as ink, the stars were hidden, and Zhong Yuemin pushed open the door with heavy steps, reeking of alcohol.

The sound of the door hinge turning gently seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet night.

Inside the house, warm yellow light gently sprinkles on every corner. The family is sitting around the dining table, enjoying the warm time of dinner.

Xiao Shihua, the little girl who was always full of curiosity and energy, seemed to have sensed something. She was the first to jump off the chair, her little feet bouncing lightly on the ground, like a butterfly about to spread its wings.

Xiao Shihua ran quickly to Zhong Yuemin, but stopped a few steps away from him. A trace of worry flashed in her clear eyes.

Xiao Shihua used her little hands to gently fan her nose, trying to dispel the smell of alcohol. Then, her childish voice was filled with a bit of blame and concern. "Dad, have you been drinking again?"

Zhong Yuemin squatted down, trying his best to make his eyes look gentle and clear. He gently scratched the tip of Xiao Shihua's nose and said with a smile, "Well, girl, Daddy just drank a little. It's okay." While speaking, he tried to make his tone sound relaxed, but the fatigue in his eyes was hard to conceal.

"Hmph! I don't believe it!" Xiao Shihua pouted, her eyes showing both dissatisfaction and heartache. She seemed to be able to understand the bitterness behind her father's smile.

At this time, Zhou Xiaobai stood up, poured a cup of tea, slowly walked to Zhong Yuemin, and handed him the cup. Her eyes were gentle and deep, as if she could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

Zhong Yuemin took the teacup, warmth spread from the palm of his hand to his heart. He took a sip of tea, which was bitter yet sweet, just like his mood at the moment.

Little Shihua stood aside, her big eyes flashing with concern and a hint of reproach for her father. Her little hands were still in the fanning posture, looking both adorable and pitiful.

"Dad, can you drink less next time? The teacher said that drinking is bad for your health." Xiao Shihua's voice was soft and a little coquettish, which instantly softened Zhong Yuemin's heart.

Zhong Yuemin squatted down and looked at his daughter straight in the eye, his eyes full of tenderness and apology. "Okay, Daddy promises you that I will try to drink less in the future. But the situation today is special. Daddy's friend is in a bad mood, so Daddy will accompany him to relieve his boredom." As he spoke, he gently scratched the tip of Xiao Shihua's nose with his fingertips.

Zhou Xiaobai asked softly, "Yuemin, don't you have classes today? Why are you drinking again? Who are you with?"

Zhong Yuemin sighed, his eyes revealing a bit of helplessness and heaviness, and slowly said, "Alas, a classmate of mine got divorced and was in a bad mood, so he came to see me. We talked a lot, from the past to the present, from dreams to reality, and unknowingly drank a few more glasses."

After hearing this, Zhou Xiaobai frowned slightly, with a hint of surprise and confusion in her eyes. She asked, "Your classmate is divorced? Who is it? Do I know him?"

Zhong Yuemin sighed again, as if every breath was carrying heavy memories. "Wife, do you still remember Li Yongjun?"

Zhou Xiaobai thought for a moment. "Li Yongjun? The one from the Political Department of Industry and Transportation, right? The tall and thin one, whose eyes narrow into slits when he smiles?"

"Yes, it's him." Zhong Yuemin nodded, with a bitter smile on his face. "The world is unpredictable! I didn't expect him to go this far."

"Didn't Li Yongjun get married last year?" Zhou Xiaobai said with some disbelief. "I remember you took a special leave to attend his wedding and gave a gift. How come you got divorced this year? Isn't this change too fast?"

Zhong Yuemin's eyes became deep, as if he was trapped in a vortex of memories. He sighed again, and his voice was a little more heavy. "Wife, do you know? When Li Yongjun and I said goodbye just now, I saw his lonely and shaky back, and my heart felt like being stabbed by a needle. I felt inexplicably sad. He used to be a very proud person, but now he has been forced into such an embarrassing situation by life."

Zhou Xiaobai gently approached Zhong Yuemin, held his hand softly, and gave him silent comfort. "Then why does Li Yongjun want a divorce? Is there something he can't tell?" Her voice was full of concern and confusion.

Zhong Yuemin smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Alas, it's helpless to say it. That woman is going abroad."

"Even if I want to go abroad, won't I come back after a while? There's no need to get a divorce." Zhou Xiaobai frowned, very puzzled by such a decision.

Zhong Yuemin sighed and explained, "My silly wife, you don't know. Once that woman goes abroad, she will probably never come back. She pursues a broader sky and a freer life, but Li Yongjun and her values ​​and outlook on life have long gone against each other. More importantly, she secretly aborted their three-month-old child, which Li Yongjun cannot accept in any way."

"Ah? That woman is too cruel, isn't she? How could she bear to do that?" Zhou Xiaobai was shocked but also angry and sympathetic. She couldn't imagine how a mother could be so cruel as to abandon her child, and she couldn't understand such betrayal and determination.

After a while, Zhou Xiaobai's face suddenly became solemn, with a flash of shock and anger in his eyes. "Yuemin, this... this is too much! The child is innocent, how could she do such a thing? Li Yongjun will be so sad when he finds out!"

Zhong Yuemin nodded, his tone full of helplessness and sympathy. "Yes, Li Yongjun collapsed after he found out. He said that he originally thought that the relationship between them could withstand any test, but he didn't expect that in the end it would be defeated by reality and selfishness. He told me that he felt that the whole world had collapsed and he didn't know what to do in the future."

Zhou Xiaobai gently patted the back of Zhong Yuemin's hand, giving him silent comfort. "Yuemin, what Li Yongjun needs most now is the support and company of his friends. You did the right thing by accompanying him through this difficult time. However, you should also remind him that life must go on and he cannot always be immersed in the pain of the past."

Zhong Yuemin sighed. "I know. I will tell him that time will dilute all the pain and allow him to meet a better person. But now, he needs time to heal and accept this cruel reality."

Zhou Xiaobai nodded, with a gentle light in his eyes. "Yuemin, you should also pay attention to your body and emotions. Don't let yourself be too tired, okay?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly and looked at Zhou Xiaobai gratefully. "Don't worry, my wife. I will take good care of myself. But sometimes when I see my friends around me like this, I can't help but think that life is really full of variables."

Zhou Xiaobai gently hugged Zhong Yuemin, giving him warmth and strength. "Yes, life is like a play, full of unknowns and variables. But as long as we hold hands and hearts together, nothing can defeat us. Yuemin, let's cheer together, okay?"

Zhong Yuemin hugged Zhou Xiaobai tightly, feeling her warmth and tenderness. "Okay, let's work hard together. No matter what the future holds, we must face it bravely, cherish each other, and cherish the happiness in front of us."

Every day becomes more different from the day before.

As the weather became colder, every morning when he went out, he would feel a biting cold wind blowing on his face. Zhong Yuemin shrank his neck and walked quickly to school, thinking to himself: "Winter is really coming."

In the office, the eldest sister Xie Min had been unhappy with Zhong Yuemin these days. She said angrily, "You didn't fight for such a good opportunity, and ended up giving it to that little slut Dong Yu."

Zhong Yuemin looked at Xie Min with a puzzled look on his face. He really couldn't figure out what the grudge between Xie Min and Dong Yu was, but he didn't want to get involved in other people's affairs too much. After all, everyone has their own way of life and values, and he can't force others to do things according to his ideas.

So, Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Sister, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Besides, I really have no interest in going abroad for the time being."

"You...you're just stupid."

Zhong Yuemin shook his head and said nothing more. It's so nice to have a wife and children and a warm bed, why do you have to go and suffer like that?

Zhong Yuemin once again gave up the opportunity to go abroad as a visiting scholar and gave this opportunity to Professor Dong Yu in the department.

However, rumors began to spread in the department that Zhong Yuemin's opportunity to study abroad was actually the result of Principal Zhou's behind-the-scenes manipulation. As soon as this news spread, it immediately caused an uproar.

Many people expressed envy and hatred towards Zhong Yuemin, and speculated whether there was a special relationship between him and Principal Zhou. However, Zhong Yuemin just laughed off these rumors and did not take them to heart.

The north wind was howling, snowflakes were flying, Zhong Yuemin could not help but quicken his pace, put his head between his shoulders, trying to resist the biting cold, and quickly passed through the bustling school cafeteria, preparing to return to the warm office. At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice pierced through the cold wind and called him.

"Teacher Zhong, Teacher Zhong, Teacher Zhong Yuemin!"

Zhong Yuemin stopped and looked back, only to see a red figure standing out in the wind and snow.

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly, facing the snowflakes falling in the wind, and saw the person clearly - it was Dong Yu, the graduate teacher assigned from another school, who was not only knowledgeable but also had eye-catching beauty.

"Teacher Dong, is there anything wrong?" There was a hint of warmth in Zhong Yuemin's voice, as if it could dispel the coldness around them.

Dong Yu walked up quickly, tilted the umbrella in her hand slightly towards Zhong Yuemin, and said with concern, "Teacher Zhong, I haven't had the chance to say thank you to you. You generously gave me this opportunity to be a visiting scholar abroad, and I am really grateful." Her eyes were full of sincerity and gratitude, as if they could shine into people's hearts.

Zhong Yuemin waved his hand and smiled. "Teacher Dong, you are too polite. Opportunities are always reserved for those who need them most. Moreover, I believe in your ability and potential. This opportunity is more valuable to you than to me."

Dong Yu's face lit up with an even brighter smile when she heard this. She noticed that Zhong Yuemin didn't hold an umbrella, so she held it closer again. "Teacher Zhong, why don't you hold an umbrella? You'll get sick if you do this. Otherwise, I'll treat you to a meal as a token of my gratitude for your generosity and care."

The action of holding the umbrella looks so natural and graceful in her hands. People with good looks can always leave a deep impression no matter what they do.

Zhong Yuemin smiled and shook his head. "Teacher Dong, you are too polite. You really don't need to take it to heart. As for the umbrella, I'm used to it. This little bit of wind and snow is nothing to me. As for eating, it's totally unnecessary. I just finished eating."

Dong Yu does not have a particularly good reputation in the department, and there are always rumors that she has an improper relationship with others.

Although she is very beautiful, this has become a burden and sadness for her. People often only pay attention to her appearance and ignore her inner qualities and talents.

When she does a good job, some people accuse her of selling her body to get promoted; when she performs poorly, she is belittled as a vase with only good looks but no ability.

Zhong Yuemin knew that most of the rumors about Teacher Dong were fabricated and without any basis. These rumors were just the figments of some bored people and there was nothing reliable about them.

Dong Yu smiled even more brightly when she heard this, and her eyes were full of sincerity and gratitude. "Teacher Zhong, you are so modest. After lunch, I will treat you to dinner tonight. I really want to thank you. If you hadn't taken the initiative to give up this opportunity, I really might not have been able to get it. Moreover, although the department and the school support me, it ultimately depends on my personal ability and efforts. I know I still have a lot to learn."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and shook his head. He understood Dong Yu's gratitude, but he also insisted on his position. "Teacher Dong, you are really excellent. Your efforts and abilities are obvious to all. I just did what I thought was right. There is nothing to be thanked for. As for the evening, I am really sorry. I have a wife and children waiting for me at home. They are equally important to me."

There are only a few young visiting scholars in the department. Since Zhong Yuemin doesn't want to go, it will naturally be Dong Yu's turn, so it really has nothing to do with Zhong Yuemin.

At noon, Zhong Yuemin stretched and was about to stand up to go home when he suddenly heard a voice from the door. "Teacher Zhong, are you off work?"

When Zhong Yuemin heard the voice, he felt a headache. He never expected that Dong Yu would come to block him from getting off work.

Dong Yu said to everyone in the room with a smile on his face, "I'm here to treat Teacher Zhong to a meal. Since everyone is here, let's go together. It will be more lively with more people."

Several people in the office declined, saying they were busy, and quickly packed up the things on the table and walked out of the office. They knew very well that this meal was a favor from Dong Yu, so they didn't think much about whether there was any other relationship between Dong Yu and Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin watched as everyone in the office left and smiled helplessly. "Teacher Dong, there's really no need to be so polite."

Dong Yu still had a smile on his face. "Then it's okay to just have a meal with colleagues, right? Look, I'm here, you can't let me go back alone, right?"

Zhong Yuemin looked at Dong Yu's sincere and slightly persistent smile, and couldn't help feeling helpless. He sighed, thinking that since things had come to this, it would be a bit unkind to refuse again.

So, Zhong Yuemin nodded. "Okay, Mr. Dong, since you have invited me so kindly, I will respectfully obey your order."

The two walked out of the office while talking. The wind outside seemed to be a little weaker, but still cold. Dong Yu held an umbrella for Zhong Yuemin, and the two walked side by side on the road to the hotel.