novelones C1
C1
The spring air was chilly, and a fierce cold rain beat on the window, producing a rapid "pa pa" sound, as if it was a drumbeat that was urging people to wake up from their stupor.
Zhao An abruptly sat up from the bed. The sweat on his forehead dripped down as it ran down his nose. When it fell on his lips, he could feel the dry crack at the corner of his mouth.
Zhao An gasped for breath in big gulps. He looked at the threat in the surroundings with an expressionless face.
The old desk was mottled by the fall of paint, the brass knobs on the corners of the tables had been polished by the scraping of the sleeves, stacks of textbooks and curling material were piled messily, and the overhead incandescent bulbs seemed to be swaying in time to the rain as it beat against the windows.
Zhao An lowered his head to look at his hands. They were white and slender with a hint of undernourishment in them. His breathing quickened, but he quickly calmed down.
Glancing at the calendar on the wall, Zhao An was not too surprised. He stood up abruptly and glared at the front. "Where's my five million?"
It was impossible to have five million in such a room without a wardrobe. However, Zhao An knew very well that he had to get the money he deserved. Otherwise, he would lose his home and his people.
Where would the five million be?
Zhao An opened the cabinet on the desk and lifted up the bedsheets. He rummaged through the entire room and found nothing else besides a few coins.
Zhao An did not panic. Instead, he touched his pocket and found that the handle was very hard. He took out a pleated wallet.
Zhao An couldn't help but stroke his wallet's uncomfortable skin. This was the last expensive gift his mother had given him when his family life was still considered luxurious.
When his mother and father had been forced to death by the loan sharks, this purse had been a souvenir of his personal life. Even when that happened, he had never allowed it to leave his side.
Right now, he didn't have the time to lament or lament over it. Zhao An opened his wallet to find nothing but empty air. He didn't have the nerve to expect this wallet to contain five million yuan.
His eyes were fixed on the only remaining bank card in his wallet. If he already had the five million, the money could only be here.
Zhao An took the bank card and walked out of the room.
His father, Zhao Danchong, and his mother, Qin Zhu, were sitting on the sand. The 14-inch color TV was broadcasting the news with dense snowflakes, and when Zhao An saw his father and mother staring blankly ahead with listless eyes and faces, that familiar face that reminded him so many times in his sleep, Zhao An instantly felt his heart ache and the warmth in his eyes was about to gush out.
If he was really only a seventeen year old teenager, perhaps what he needed to do was to hug his parents and cry. However, Zhao An knew that he didn't have the time to do such an extravagant act of divulging his feelings.
"Dad, Mom, I'm going out for a while." Zhao An tried his best to remain calm as he spoke.
"Um... "Go on, let's play outside for a while!" Zhao Dagong raised his head and snapped out of his daze.
"Go to the Internet Cafe." Qin Zhu searched her body for a while. Finally, she found ten yuan in her pocket and passed it to Zhao An.
Seeing Zhao An accept the money, Zhao Danchen and Qin Zhu heaved a sigh of relief. A slight smile could be seen on their faces as they watched their son walk out of the living room.
Today was the deadline set by Ceng Wen. If he still didn't pay the high interest loan, then Ceng Wen would bring someone to his doorstep. No matter what, Zhao Dagong and Qin Zhu were unwilling to let Zhao An see this scene.
Zhao An walked out of the house with the ten dollars. It was different from what he remembered. That time, his mother had pushed open the door and gave him ten dollars to go online. This time, he was the one who walked out.
It wasn't just the little details that changed, all. It was a threat... They all had to change!
Zhao An, who was standing in the rain, paused for a moment before he walked to the corner of the street.
The busy, cluttered town of Shasha in 2001, with its crowded crowds and dwindling buildings, was an epitome of the state of the nation in this era, the budding of the show hidden from detection, and the setting of municipal infrastructure such as bank teller machines was nowhere to be seen.
Zhao An quickened his pace. Relying on his unclear impression, he found a 24-hour self-service hall.
Living here for many years, those streets, those buildings, those collapsed walls, those flower beds littered with paper scraps, gradually appeared in his mind, confirming the reality of the situation.
As always.
Zhao An inserted the bank card into the ATM.
Balance: 500.
Upon seeing this number, Zhao An heaved a sigh of relief and covered his eyes with his hands …. Ten years. This was what he had spent ten years acquiring, and he had another chance to return to this day.
Many years later, five million would not even be enough to buy a slightly bigger house in a first-tier city in China, but in the county of Shasha, two hundred and one, that's not a small number. At the very least, before his family was ruined, his family's total wealth was not more than five million, but it could still be called a wealthy family, enjoying the envy and jealousy of his friends and relatives.
Simply five million wasn't enough to make Zhao An feel threatened. However, having five million at this time was enough to make Zhao An change his mind.
With this money, tonight would be a peaceful night. His parents would no longer be beaten to a pulp by Zeng Wenqiang and would eventually commit suicide in despair.
He himself would not become a wanderer because of this, suffering from the coldness of the human nature and the cold of the world.
In the countless cold nights, he was like a little girl selling matches. He could only recall the warm memories of his family life to support himself, but in the end, because of the contrast between the cruel reality and the past he could no longer enjoy, he cried his heart out.
Fortunately, while he was lying in the hospital in resentment and near despair, he had the opportunity to change the situation.
Zhao An didn't bring an umbrella with him when he left. His worried parents didn't even notice that it was already raining outside. Zhao An wiped the rain off his head and quickly took out twenty thousand yuan.
Of course, it was impossible for him to withdraw 5 million from the ATM. His bank card's daily limit was 20 thousand, and the amount his family owed was not even 5 million.
Keeping the twenty thousand yuan in his pocket, Zhao An ran home through the rain.
He knocked on the door, and after a while, he saw his father's slightly pale face. When he saw Zhao An, the fear on his face disappeared.
"Have you used up all your money? Mom will give it to you. " Qin Zhu hastily said. He searched his body again, but was unable to find a single full ticket.
Zhao An knew that his parents just didn't want him to see the scene of a loan shark trying to force him into a debt …. However, Zhao An would not leave this time. His family would stand together in the face of any danger. That was the reason why their family was so warm.
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