Gu Muxi firmly clamped his legs and then grabbed his right arm, biting down hard.
âOw!â Yi Feng cried out in pain, quickly tickling her waist with his left hand.
Gu Muxi, who was ticklish, was forced to let go, laughing uncontrollably.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âStop, stop, itâs so ticklish!â
âStill dare to bite me?â
âStinky Yi Feng, Iâm going to fight you!â The two tickled each other, laughing and wrestling.
Yi Feng tickled her, and she tried to fend him off with her hands.
Suddenly, she pulled Yi Fengâs hand upward, right onto her chestâ¦
âHmm?â Yi Feng paused.
âUhâ¦â He felt like he had grabbed something, and squeezed.
Why is it so soft? He looked down.
Gu Muxi felt the mischievous hand and also looked down.
For a moment, both frozeâ¦
Gu Muxi was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks flushed red as apples.
âStinkyâYiâFeng!â
âGu Muxi, listen to my excuse, no, listen to my explanation!â
âBang!â Yi Feng was kicked off the bed.
Gu Muxi, with her face flushed, stood up indignantly, ready to finish Yi Feng on the spot.
Naturally, Yi Feng wouldnât just wait to die; he quickly got up and shielded himself with a chair.
âGu Muxi, calm down, I really didnât do it on purpose!â
Gu Muxi rubbed her fists, âMy fists wonât be accidental either, explain it to them!â
Yi Feng tugged at the corner of his mouth, thinking if not now, then when?
âGu Muxi, itâs getting late, I should head back! Bye, see you tomorrow!â
After saying this, Yi Feng opened the door and dashed out, swiftly closing it behind him.
Gu Muxi bit her lip, her face flushed to the neck.
âDamn it, I let Yi Feng take advantage of me again!â
âHmm? Why did I say âagainâ?â
She then remembered the scene where Yi Feng kissed her in public a while ago, her cheeks burning even hotter.
âStinky Yi Feng, wait till I get my hands on you tomorrow! Hmph~â
She huffed pretentiously, lay back on the bed, staring at the white ceiling, her heart inexplicably racing.
She turned her head to see the pink pig plush on the bedside table, grabbed it, and started kneading the plushâs face vigorously, molding it into various shapes.
âIâll crush you, stinky Yi Feng, always bullying me!â
âIâll crush you!â
No matter how much she kneaded, the plush pigâs face always wore a smile, which now seemed somewhat smug to her.
Gu Muxi angrily tried to pull its face.
âStill smiling?â
âDamn it!â
â¦
Meanwhile, Yi Feng escaped from Gu Muxiâs house, planning to head home. Just as he reached his doorstep, he noticed the door was ajar, hearing voices inside.
Were mom and dad back?
Yi Feng was about to enter when he suddenly heard his father, Yi Jianbingâs, deep voice.
âMy childâs aunt, you know our familyâs situation, we⦠we really have no money.â
âMy wife has been in the hospital recently, spending quite a bit, and we still owe a lot in medical bills.â
âCould you⦠could you lend us some?â
Yi Feng stood frozen, shocked by the revelation.
Mom is sick?!
Then, a sharp, harsh voice responded.
âBrother-in-law, where would I have money? Donât look at me owning two clothing stores, but I hardly make any money each month!â
âI really donât have money to lend you.â
Yi Feng peeked through the door crack and recognized the middle-aged woman speaking as his aunt.
Her family owned clothing stores and was the wealthiest among the relatives, having already bought a house in the city and driving a Volkswagen.
However, the money to start her business years ago was pooled by several relatives, including a significant amount from Yi Fengâs father, totaling two thousand yuan.
That two thousand was all the savings they had at the time. Although his mother occasionally complained, she didnât say much after the money was lent.
After the auntâs business took off and she repaid the loan, contact with relatives dwindled, only seeing her during holidays at their hometown.
Since becoming successful, she distanced herself from relatives and never mentioned the loan again.
Inside, Yi Jianbing, upon hearing her refusal, looked visibly upset but continued to plead softly, âAunt, we really donât have the money for Xiaoyunâs treatment to continue.â
âIâm begging you!â
Meng Tingmei crossed her arms, slightly raising her chin, âBegging me is useless, I really donât have money to lend you.â
âAlthough I sympathize with my cousinâs situation, times are tough for everyone.â
âBesides⦠lending you money, you probably canât pay it back.â
âYouâre asking for twenty thousand, but with your salary, and a family member whoâs a financial burden, how can you save any money throughout the year?â
âIsnât this just giving money away?â
Yi Jianbingâs face grew even more distressed, âNo, no, if you lend me the money, Iâll work two jobs to ensure I can repay you.â
âWhen Yi Feng goes to college, he can also work part-time to earn some money. I believe we can pay you back soon.â
âWe just canât get over this hurdle, Iâm really begging you, for the sake of our years of kinship, and for the help Iâve given you in the past, please!â
Yi Feng, standing at the door, trembled, clenching his fists.
His father had always been proud, never begging anyone like this.
His fatherâs words pierced his heart like a knife.
Meng Tingmei raised an eyebrow, âYou only lent me two thousand back then, and Iâve already repaid you. I owe your family nothing.â
âAnd as for Feng, heâs not the brightest, and his studies are mediocre. Can he even get into university?â
âEven if he does, he wonât get into a good school, let alone earn enough to cover his tuition.â
âBeing able to pay his own tuition would be a miracle!â
Yi Jianbing sighed deeply, âReally, you canât lend anything? Even a little would help.â
âIâm begging you, just this once.â
Meng Tingmei was cold, âI really donât have money to lend you.â
âAlright, itâs getting late, I should be going.â
âIâm usually busy with work and have a lot on my plate, so please donât call me unless itâs necessary. I might not have time to answer.â
âThatâs all.â
She got up to leave without finishing her sentence.
Meng Tingmei muttered as she approached the door.
âBorrow my ass, even if I had money, I wouldnât lend it to you!â
Just as she opened the door, she was startled to see someone standing there.
âHmm? Feng?â
Yi Feng looked at her calmly, âAunt, leaving so soon? Wonât you stay a bit longer?â
âOh, I have something else to do. Another time.â Meng Tingmei glanced at Yi Feng and walked straight past him, downstairs, and out of the house.
Yi Feng turned to look at her, shaking his head.
There was no hope of getting help from such a materialistic relative.
He walked back into the house.
âDad, Iâm back.â
Yi Jianjunâs troubled face managed to force a faint smile. âSonâs back. How was your studies today?â
Yi Feng looked at him and sighed.
âDad, why did you keep it from me?â
âUh, what? Keep what from you?â Yi Jianjunâs eyes showed a hint of panic.
âWhy didnât you tell me about momâs illness?â Yi Feng asked calmly, with no hint of blame in his tone.
Because he knew his parents had sacrificed too much for this family.
His fatherâs shoulders carried the weight of the entire family.
For his motherâs sake, he, with all his pride, had set aside his dignity to beg others for help.
Yi Feng didnât blame them at all; he felt nothing but pain.
He only hated himself for not sharing any of their burdens.
Yi Jianjun was taken aback.
Father and son looked at each other in silence for a long time.
The atmosphere was heavy, as if a thick cloud were enveloping them both.
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