Hate The Bright Moon Chapter 35
byChapter 38
In the school cafeteria, Chi Huang dines with friends.They are all ninth-grade students, and the topic naturally revolves around going to higher schools.
Chinese students studying in international schools all want to go abroad for university, but everyone’s situation in high school is different.Some of them have their mothers accompanying them to study, so they get used to it early.There are also people whose families are worried about letting their children who are too young go out and stay in China to finish high school.
Someone asked: “Chi Huang, what about you?”
He shook his head.
“You don’t want to go out, or you don’t know? No matter which way, it’s time to make a decision now.”
“I don’t want to say it.”
His mother had already made the decision for him to go to high school in the United States. He had applied to all the schools and would enroll in April next year, but Chi Huang didn’t want to go.
I reluctantly agreed at first because my mother said I would go with him.But now she has changed her mind again, saying that she has a job in China and cannot stay with him all the time. She can only stay for three or four months a year, and the rest of the time she is accompanied by a nanny and driver.
Chi Huang was unwilling.Originally, my parents were not always around in China, but at least I still had friends.When he arrived in a foreign country, he didn’t know anyone.And he also knew that his mother was anxious to send him away because she had some irreconcilable conflicts with his father.
The two did not quarrel in front of him. Chi Huang didn’t know what the specific conflict was.But since his father appeared less and less with his mother, and would quietly come to school alone to find him, he had a hunch that the two might be separated.And this will definitely happen after he goes abroad.
Chi Huang doesn’t want his parents to be separated. His parents love him very much, and he loves them too, so he can’t go out.
He told his mother that he did not want to study abroad, and the two had a big fight.The next day after the quarrel, my mother left for work. To this day, they have not spoken.
Seeing that Chi Huang’s expression was not right, the classmate immediately changed the topic: “I have Mr. Miller’s drama class this afternoon. I’m alive.”
“Chihuang, you also said that Mr. Miller is very interesting, right?”
At around three o’clock in the afternoon, in Mr. Miller’s drama class, Chi Huang was called out of the class by his mother’s agent.
The agent often comes to his house and they are familiar with each other, but Chi Huang has never liked this aunt.
Growing up, every time we met, this woman would either rub his face or pinch his arm, nagging him to become a child star. Now she wanted to send him to debut as an idol.
His father would not allow him to become a star just like his mother, because he would be the heir to his father’s business in the future.
My aunt, who was always noisy, was unusually silent today.
Chi Huang had followed her out of the teaching building, but she had not spoken. He couldn’t help but ask, “Where is my mother?”
“Let’s talk about it in the car.”
When I got in the car, my mother was not in the car.The agent’s eyes turned red and he choked with sobs, telling him that his parents had been in a car accident and that rescue efforts were ineffective and both of them passed away.
“They are all in the hospital now. Do you want to see them for the last time?”
Chi Huang forgot how he got to the hospital and how he felt when he heard the news. It wasn’t until he saw his mother in the morgue that he became slightly conscious.He just felt that the woman in front of him had nothing to do with his mother, whether it was the glamor and beauty on the screen or the slovenliness in life.
The manager kept crying, but Chi Huang couldn’t cry at all. It was so unlikeable that he couldn’t feel any sadness.
He asked again: “Where is my dad?”
The agent went to ask someone and then told him: “Your father was picked up by his family… I mean his relatives over there.”
Chi Huang didn’t say much.
After that, he returned home. The school gave him a holiday, and he was still taken care of by a nanny at home.It seems that nothing has changed, just like before when his mother joined the crew and his father was busy with projects, they were always away for several months while he lived at home with his nanny.
He went to his mother’s room, picked out the torn admission letter and school handbook from the trash can, and glued them together again.
He had to go out to study anyway, and since he couldn’t escape, after getting angry, he accepted the reality.He needs to grow up quickly and be on his own, otherwise his mother will always think of him as a child and he will not be able to meet his father’s expectations of him as his heir.
It was at the funeral that he first met his mother’s mother and brother.
It wasn’t until he entered kindergarten that he knew that other children besides parents also had grandparents.
He asked his father why his grandparents didn’t come to pick him up from school, and his father told him that his grandparents had passed away.
He asked his mother, had his grandfather and grandmother died too?His mother told him that he had grandparents, but they just didn’t like his father, so he didn’t meet them.
Later, when he came home from school and saw his mother sitting on the sofa crying, he learned that his grandfather had also passed away.
After that, he went back to his hometown with his mother for the first time, but he didn’t remember the whole process at all.All he remembered about his grandparents was that they hated his father.
During this meeting, both his parents had passed away, and the past grievances and hatreds had also disappeared. Only the grandmother, whose eyes were swollen from crying at the funeral, told the sorrow of a white-haired person giving away a black-haired person.
But he still couldn’t cry, not even a tear.
He wanted to cry, he loved his mother but he couldn’t prove it.
The emcee who presided over the funeral put his mother’s portrait in his hand and told him: “Cry a little. With so many people watching, it is your mother after all…”
His uncle, who looked exactly like his mother, took the photo away from him, stopped the host from continuing, and told him: “If you can’t cry, don’t cry. You don’t need to show your sadness to others.”
After the funeral, his grandmother and uncle stayed and lived in the house left by his mother.
The house that had always been empty finally gained some popularity.
He thought Chi Huanian was a good person, after all, he looked so similar to his mother.
Chi Huanian also pretended to be a good person for a while, and was very considerate to Chi Huang, who had just lost his parents.But this didn’t last long. When he learned that Chi Huang’s mother’s inheritance, apart from this house, only had more than 10 million in the bank, his true colors were exposed.
He couldn’t believe that his sister had been a star for so many years and only had so little money in her account.He determined that she had other accounts and assets, and Chi Huang, as her son, must know about them.
After squandering that fortune in a short period of time, he began to force Chi Huang to take out the money.
At first, it was about poverty and temptation.Tell the teenage Chi Huang what a great investment opportunity he got and how he could double his mother’s wealth in one go.These properties belonged to Chi Huang, and he also helped him invest.
Later, he began to threaten and insult Chi Huang as a scheming white-eyed wolf who secretly hid his mother’s large inheritance.Half of the money should have belonged to him and the old lady.When the insults couldn’t vent his anger, Chi Huanian would pick up anything and throw it at Chi Huang.
Some scum seem to be born to torture.In addition to verbal and physical violence when angry, Chi Huanian would also torture Chi Huang in detail.
He would knock off the meat that Chi Huang picked up when he stretched his chopsticks towards the meat dishes on the table: “There is no courtesy at all in such a big life. The meat should be filial to the old man first.” He put the meat that Chi Huang dropped into the old lady’s bowl.
The old lady put it back into his bowl, and Chi Huanian would take it away again, accusing the old man: “Stop spoiling him. Such an adult doesn’t know anything. He has been spoiled by his mother a long time ago.”
Chi Huang didn’t understand why he couldn’t eat such a large plate of meat on the table.
He didn’t understand either. Just after he turned sixteen, Chi Huanian kicked him out to work, handing out leaflets on the street in the summer.Because there is no money to support him, he has money but does not spend it, so he has to earn his own living expenses.
At that time, Chi Huanian had a girlfriend who had a similar temperament with him, and they did not shy away from having sex in front of him.The woman would look up, her eyes hanging upside down wrapping him around him with a kind of spider-like sight.Usually at this time, Chi Huang would slam the door and run away.
Once when he was too slow to escape, Chi Huanian called him over.
He walked over slowly as if being pulled by a spider’s thread. Chi Huanian grabbed his hand and pressed it against the piece of white flesh.
When they were about to touch, Chi Huang vomited all over them.
Chi Huanian was angry and mocking at the same time. Afterwards, he put his arm around Chi Huang’s shoulders and said with a smile, “My nephew has grown up and wants to play with women. As long as you give your uncle money, he can find you any kind of woman.”
Chi Huang also knew that his mother’s property could not only be this little, but he didn’t know where the money was. It wasn’t with him anyway.
Without money, I naturally couldn’t study abroad in high school, let alone continue studying in a private school, so I went to a nearby public school.
The curriculum, the atmosphere, the teachers… Chi Huang was not used to everything in a public school, and he couldn’t keep up.Unable to understand the content of the class, he could only sleep.
Within a few weeks of the start of school, he was publicly criticized by his head teacher, including his study, attitude and character. Finally, he pointed at his nose and said: “Don’t think that just because your parents are dead, you can get special treatment. This is a public school. If you want to hang around and have privileges, go back to your previous school!”
When it came to his dead parents, Chi Huang was not sad, only angry. He smashed the glass of the window with one punch. From then on, in his math class, he could only stand outside the classroom door and think about his mistakes.
In those years, whether he was abused by Chi Huanian at home, ignored by the old lady, or bullied by his class teacher at school, Chi Huang did not resist.
It is not that he has no power to resist, but that he has no consciousness of resistance.
He just didn’t understand why these tortures happened to him.He didn’t understand why his uncle treated him like this. His grandmother just locked herself in the room and ignored everything that happened. The teacher who was supposed to help him hated him very much.
He doesn’t understand why his life suddenly fell into hell after his parents died unexpectedly.
Just accepting that he became an orphan already made him confused. He couldn’t spare the energy to figure out and fight back all these malicious intentions.
Chi Huanian kept calling him imbecile and useless. Everything he got was from his parents, but he was actually a fool who knew nothing.
Chi Huang did not refute, that was the fact.
For the first half of his life, he was completely protected under the wings of his parents. He had never been exposed to or understood the real world, and he was at a loss to deal with the cruelty of this reality.
The only thing he could do was escape.
He didn’t want to go to school, let alone go home, so all-night Internet cafes and late-night streets became his only home.There are bikers, gangsters, and similarly fringe boys and girls.
The boy’s world was equally cruel, but they accepted him without distinction, and he finally found his place in the real world.
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