Desperate

"Brother Shen, can you imagine how I felt the moment I heard someone reported my father for plagiarism? I just thought it was ridiculous and that person was hateful. How could my father put down his self-esteem and plagiarize other people's stuff?"

Zhou Pu looked deeply at the ashen-faced Cen Lu, and felt that he wished he could rush over to break the glass, hug him, look into his eyes and tell him word by word: "I believe your father won't do that." Such a thing." But his body and limbs were all stiff, and he didn't know what to do to tell Cen Lu that he believed in him, and because he believed in him, he believed in his father.At this moment, the language is so weak, he has no qualifications and no position to judge other people's affairs.

So Zhou Pushen could only remain silent.

Cen Lu was so immersed in his own emotions that he didn't notice the strange expression on the opposite person's face. At this moment, he was almost venting rather than confiding.

"The mathematician who appeared halfway... took out his unpublished thesis and said that his father stole his conclusions, and it was his father who used his decades of reputation in the mathematics world to suppress him from publishing his theorems. ... You said, if it is such an unreasonable trouble, how can anyone care about him? How can someone choose to believe him and not trust his father who has worked hard in the mathematics field for decades?"

"But the man died and was found drowned in the bathtub of his own home."

Cen Lu's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a dying butterfly: "I heard that when he died, his lungs were filled with water, and he stared at the ceiling of the bathroom with his eyes wide open, because he was under the water. So long in the bath that the police officer who came to collect his body couldn't even close his eyelids for him."

I heard that he was a very poor mathematician. Because he had no achievements, no college would accept him. He couldn't be a researcher, he was stupid enough to talk, and he couldn't even get a teaching position.His wife left him with their daughter, and he has been alone ever since. The small one-bedroom room he lives in is completely bare, with only a mattress hastily placed on the concrete floor and scraps of paper scattered all over the floor.The white flowers stung the eyes of the people present.

Someone found the correspondence between Cen Bai and him in the pile of papers. Cen Bo was threatening in it, and it meant that he was not allowed to publish papers before him.

The public opinion suddenly turned around. Most of the exposed news described the tragic death of the man, and described the man as a humble scholar who was talented but depressed because he was framed.The orphans and widows who had disappeared for a long time didn't know when they lost their faces, and burst into tears in front of the camera.

Every word is accusing the aristocrat of wanton behavior.Noble-born scientists have made earth-shattering careers and can receive flowers and applause.If you were born as a commoner, you would be robbed of credit for nothing, and you could only die in your own apartment in the end.

I can't cross the class gap in my life.

Cen Bo fell from the altar all at once, from the top of the pyramid that won the Lifetime Achievement Award to a street mouse who abused the power of the nobility without permission.

"But I didn't know he was enduring all this at the time." Cen Lu pulled the corners of his mouth a little stiffly, but showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "I just said that this old man is not easy to communicate with. Everything is boring. In my heart, even my family members don’t say anything.”

Cen Lu knew about this because of whispers in school.He had already discovered that a lot of people came to him to gossip on purpose recently, but he always looked down on this kind of deliberate isolation, so he didn't take it too seriously.Until someone came to provoke him, Young Master Cen had been sought after all the way, and this slap slapped him brightly on the face.Although Cen Lu, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, was not tall, he had a temper that could not bear the slightest loss, and he immediately started fighting with others.

He was pressed and punched several times by the big and round opponent, all of which fell on that face, and those gray wolf-like eyes were swollen like a pig's head.Although Cen Lu is not very strong, the other party can't do much good when he fights with him. The reason is because Mr. Cen is really vicious. heavier than him.

The beaten Cen Lu was lying on his back in the flower bed of the school, his handsome face was covered with dirt, dust and blood, and the colorful colors were so colorful.He panted heavily, panting as if he was about to spit out his lungs. Cen Lu looked at the blood-stained evening sky, thinking that he should exercise more in the future, so that he would have the strength to get up and kill these tongue-chewing dogs boys.

But now he didn't have the strength, he didn't even have the strength to wipe off the blood coming out of his nostrils, so he could only let it flow down into his mouth, it was salty and fishy.

The person covering his crotch was still yelling: "Cen Lu, are you a fucking mad dog? You don't say a word, you just do it. Your old dog is now a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats. I scold him What's the matter with one sentence! Let me tell you, don't use your father's reputation to show off all day long, now he is also stinky, how far do you think you are from your father's end?"

"Shut up your stinky mouth, it stinks worse than a latrine." Cen Lu felt that he almost used the strength to return to the light, and insisted on getting up on the ground with one hand, and the drooping hair on his forehead could not hide the fierce light in his eyes: "Let me tell you, don't say my dad didn't do it, even if he did, he's stinky, and it's not your turn to point fingers."

"Just because your family is a nobleman of noble blood?" The other party squinted his eyes and mocked, "Hmph, like father like son, I didn't believe it at first, but now I see you like a mad dog..."

Cen Lu smiled, and there was a pain from the lump at the corner of his mouth, but it didn't prevent the young man from showing a condescending attitude: "It's not because of blood, but because you are stupid. You are just struggling to crawl in a cesspit like you." In eight lifetimes, I can’t keep up with a fraction of our IQ. Sometimes I really don’t understand why the world can’t manage human beings according to IQ, and bedbugs like you should be locked in the same cage as bedbugs and kill each other.” Said He didn't even give the other party a chance to speak, he raised his elbow and moved towards the crumbling nose of the man with lightning speed. The man was dizzy from the hard blow and crawled on all fours Can't get up.

The other party accused angrily with a nasal voice: "Cen Lu, you son of a bitch, you play dirty all day long!"

Cen Lu rolled up his sleeves and wiped the blood coming out from under his nose, and sneered, "Idiot." After saying that, he chased after the other party before he had any fighting power, and left without looking back.

When Cen Lu returned home, he did not expect that Cen Bai was also at home.

The home was as usual, but it seemed a little unusual. As the Cen family, Wen Qinglan no longer needed to take care of the garden herself, but today she was wearing an apron, bathed in the dim light, and bent over to tend the flowers and plants in the garden.Cen Lu knew well that his mother was not a talkative person, and recently she couldn't say a word for ten days and a half months. Based on her mental capacity, she might have been at a loss for these rumors.

Cen Bai sat alone on the sofa in the living room without turning on the light, and there was a faint smell of smoke in the darkness.Cen Lu sniffed his nose, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover the remaining blood under his nose.

Cen Bo doesn't have the habit of smoking, even if he can't avoid it because of social gatherings, he tries his best to clean himself up before going home, so that he doesn't have to face his son's all-day reminders and his wife's worried eyes.

But today he smoked at home.

When Cen Bo heard the door knock, his eyes lingered from his son's swollen eye sockets to the hand that blocked his nose unnaturally, and his eyes became even darker.The father and son were both the same, and Cen Bo also reached out and put away the tray full of cigarette butts on the coffee table meaninglessly, without saying anything.

Cen Lu pretended not to see the soot falling from the plate, put down his schoolbag and said in a normal voice: "What are we going to eat tomorrow? The school cafeteria made tonkatsu today. The skin was all burnt and it didn't taste good. I'm looking forward to tomorrow." Eat something good at home."

Cen Bai was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect his son to decide to completely avoid topics that were difficult for both of them to talk about. God knows how much he wanted to ask why a person with a personality like Cen Lu would fight with others, and what is the reason for fighting? Not for myself.

The wound on Cen Lu's eye had scabbed over, and the injured part slowly turned purple, and those slender pupils were almost swollen to the point of being invisible.There was blood that hadn't been wiped clean under the nostrils, intersecting with ashes from nowhere, across that handsome face.Both knees were scratched, and the light gray school uniform pants were soaked with blood along the pants.

Cen Bo's heart ached sharply for a moment, not even when he was ordered by the school to go home and reflect, his eyes were red.The much older man stretched out his trembling fingertips to touch the remaining cigarettes, only to find that the cigarette case was empty at some point. He had already sat in the dusk and smoked for a whole afternoon.

Cen Bo said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Lu, did you get into a fight with someone?"

Cen Lu looked away, not daring to meet his father's gaze, and only responded in a low voice through his nose: "Yes."

Although he had expected it, the confession he heard from his son still hurt Cen Bai. The many grievances, the pain that had been accumulated during repeated interrogations all of a sudden overflowed from his heart, and Cen Bai felt a little nervous. Confid to his son uncontrollably: "I, I didn't plagiarize other people's papers. Xiaolu, you trust Dad."

He couldn't say these words to his colleagues, because no one believed him, because many people wanted to add insult to injury.

He couldn't tell his wife these words, Wen Qinglan was a flower he protected in the greenhouse, how could she face the storm that even he couldn't bear.

But facing his son, facing his son who seemed to be carved out of the same mold as himself, Cen Bai suddenly felt as if he was facing a mirror, and he could pour out all his inner thoughts.

"If you don't believe in Dad, then Dad really has only one person." Cen Bai's voice trembled.

The man looked at the pale young man and saw himself with gray temples reflected in those glassy eyes, and began to worry, whether one day his son would make the same mistakes as him.

Cen Bo smiled bleakly: "Father hopes that you will remember the phrase 'you have to forgive others and forgive others' in the future. You must know that many things at this time are not black and white, and many people , They are in a gray area where they cannot advance or retreat. They may be framed, or they may not be able to help themselves for one reason or another, but they still have ideals and families, and hope to have a future. Therefore, Xiaolu , Promise Dad, if you meet Dad in such a situation in the future, remember to give him another chance."

Hearing these words, Cen Lu hesitated, but finally nodded.

A faint smile appeared in Cen Bai's tired eyes, and he slowly lowered his eyelids, covering the red eye corners: "That's good, Xiaolu, go to sleep, remember to go home at noon for dinner after class tomorrow."

"Will you come back?" Cen Lu looked at him steadfastly, persistently wanting to get a promise.

It seemed that without this promise, my father would have disappeared like a puff of smoke.

"But that day I returned home in a hurry, but there was no food on the table." Cen Lu clasped his hands and closed his eyes as if trembling. He felt cold, and suddenly felt that the air around him was as cold as freezing.The man's eye circles were red, and he choked up for a long while but couldn't say the next thing.

There was a sudden burst of warm heat from the forehead that was attached to the glass. Cen Lu opened his eyes at a loss, only to find that the person who had been huddled in the corner had dragged his injured arm and the bottle at some point to the the other side of the glass.

Zhou Pushen pressed his forehead to the glass, and the two of them pressed their foreheads together. The warm body temperature of the man warmed the cold glass wall, as if it was transmitted to the bottom of Cen Lu's heart without any distance.

It was the first time for Cen Lu to observe Zhou Pushen's face so closely.That masculine face looks unexpectedly delicate when you look closely, the eyelashes are black and thick, like two fans against the glass, the pupils of those black eyes are so big that you can hardly see white, they are as wet as a young dog Human beings, at this moment, all the reflections are their own shadows, which can no longer hold the rest of the world.

Zhou Pu pressed Cen Lu's forehead deeply, encouraging him in a low voice: "Go on, brother."

"Tell me everything you want to say, okay?"

Looking at his warm eyes, Cen Lu felt that the old wound in his heart was being gently pressed, and the next words seemed to be able to be said.

When Cen Lu returned home, he saw Cen Bai's body, hanging precariously on the beam in the study, those eyes that would never shine again reflected lifelessly the dazzling sun at noon.

The author says:

Today is a double update~ Remember to read the unlocking chapter.The first volume is over, and the next volume, Cen Lu and Shen Shen, are going to have a relationship on a submarine. Please look forward to the rapid growth of their relationship!