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Chapter 51: Still Return as a youth
Yu Sheng leaned against the wall, staring out the window, somewhat lost in thought.
Through the window, one could see many people on the playground crying, shouting, venting...
Even Zhao Zicheng and Du Xu were spotted.
Why...
Why the tears...
What exactly is the experience of crying like?
In Sin City, no one cried.
Perhaps there were some who did, but if you harbored even a trace of sympathy or pity, you'd be devoured until nothing was left.
But...
Outside Sin City, they could cry without restraint.
Using tears to release their reluctance, their stress, this feeling...
A faint trace of envy appeared in Yu Sheng's eyes.
Taking a deep breath, Yu Sheng quietly stood up, thought for a moment, and mimicking what he had seen others do, he bowed deeply to Liu Qingfeng.
"Goodbye, teacher."
He picked up a simple cloth bag and walked towards the door.
Liu Qingfeng watched Yu Sheng’s departing figure with a slight smile on his lips: "Hold on, class isn't over yet!"
"Huh?"
Yu Sheng turned around blankly, looking at Liu Qingfeng, quietly waiting for what was next.
In fact, Yu Sheng was usually very sensible.
As long as he wasn't in certain situations telling the truth.
Liu Qingfeng, hands in his pockets and looking quite cool, walked up to Yu Sheng: "Today, teacher will give you one more lesson!"
"Let’s go!"
Without giving Yu Sheng a chance to argue, Liu Qingfeng led the way.
And as usual, Yu Sheng followed silently behind him.
The pair, one tall and one short, had unknowingly become a familiar sight to many at No.2 High School.
...
At the shopping mall.
"Your backpack, it’s all worn out."
"People might think my students are all from impoverished households."
Liu Qingfeng seriously picked out a bag, finally settling on a linen, beige-colored shoulder bag and nodded in satisfaction: "Hmm, this one is quite nice."
He took out a pen from his pocket, earnestly wrote a few words on the backpack, and handed it to Yu Sheng.
Just as Yu Sheng was about to speak, Liu Qingfeng interrupted him: "I know, you're going to say that in Sin City, any bag that can hold stuff is good enough."
"But what I want to say is..."
"Life isn't just about surviving."
"There are many ways to live—alone, happily, sadly, or... for some ideal in your heart."
"So, today... listen to your teacher."
"Our future great genius, the backbone of humanity, how can you not dress a bit more impressively for such an important exam?"
Yu Sheng silently took the backpack, looking at the words that were not particularly elegant, but not ugly either.
'May you weather a thousand sails, and still return as a youth.'
For some reason, at that moment, Yu Sheng's usually subdued heart began to stir intensely.
"Thank you, teacher..."
"But... you haven't paid yet."
"And for the exam, I have to wear a uniform..."
Yu Sheng looked at Liu Qingfeng with a mix of complex emotions in his eyes.
The atmosphere Liu Qingfeng had been maintaining came to an abrupt end.
"It's okay, just keep it to wear."
With a bit of a chuckle, Liu Qingfeng took Yu Sheng around the mall, buying many clothes of various styles, backpacks, shoes...
That day, Liu Qingfeng spent quite a bit.
"See, dressed up a bit, Yu Sheng looks pretty good."
Looking at Yu Sheng's appearance, Liu Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction: "Don't worry, if you ever face any difficulties, you can always talk to me."
"I will always be your teacher in this lifetime."
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Yu Sheng scratched his head: "Teacher, actually I... have money."
"Um... probably more than you."
"The prize money from the last assessment came in."
"There's also some money from acting bravely for a just cause."
"And I made some from the school uniform advertisement..."
Each of Yu Sheng's statements struck Liu Qingfeng's heart like a knife.
He managed to squeeze out a somewhat forced smile: "Heh... haha... that's great."
"But I'll be out of money soon." Yu Sheng's voice sounded a bit disheartened, but he quickly nodded again: "But I'll keep earning money!"
Watching the child who had traversed through darkness yet always managed to keep a soft light alive in his heart, Liu Qingfeng couldn't help but chuckle.
It was as if...
A man nearing forty, with no parents, no wife, no children, had found room in his heart for someone new.
A place solely for Yu Sheng.
Had it not been for those experiences, perhaps Yu Sheng would have been... a very good child indeed.
No!
Even now, even the Yu Sheng of today, is still the finest child in the world.
Liu Qingfeng's resolve hardened.
"Since your father is... well... not able to come back for now."
"You'll stay at my place tonight."
"Tomorrow I'll take you out to relax, and the day after..."
"I, your teacher, will personally take you to the exam!"
"And let everyone see just how outstanding the student of Liu Qingfeng really is!"
Once again, Liu Qingfeng dramatically stood in the street, waving his hand as he looked towards the distant sunset, and shouted loudly: "Remember, his name is Yu Sheng!"
"My student, Liu Qingfeng's student!"
"The best in the world!"
This seemingly foolish shout quickly drew the attention of many passersby.
They looked on with curious glances.
But Liu Qingfeng seemed utterly oblivious, "Come on, today your teacher will cook for you personally, and make you a grand meal!"
Leading the way.
This time, as Yu Sheng watched Liu Qingfeng's not-so-broad back, he didn't call out the words, "You're so silly," but instead seemed lost in thought, sighing deeply after a moment.
Until...
"Teacher, running a red light is against traffic laws."
Yu Sheng stated seriously.
Liu Qingfeng laughed, "To hell with traffic laws, today your teacher will teach you another lesson..."
"The fine is 200..." Yu Sheng added.
Liu Qingfeng, who had just started to step forward, decisively stopped and quietly waited for the traffic light to count down.
...
Liu Qingfeng's home was very simple.
The modestly sized room was clean and odor-free.
Yu Sheng sat quietly on the sofa, not touching the hot water Liu Qingfeng had just poured for him, but watching as Liu Qingfeng busied himself in the kitchen.
Until...
Plates of black objects were set on the table.
Liu Qingfeng looked at Yu Sheng with hopeful eyes, "I say... I can actually cook, do you believe me?"
Yu Sheng looked up, exchanged a glance with Liu Qingfeng, and ultimately chose to remain silent.
When lying was necessary, choosing to stay quiet was Yu Sheng's rule.
Liu Qingfeng immediately understood and, annoyed, picked up a piece of the pitch-black meat dish and put it in his mouth...
"Ptui."
His eyebrows furrowed deeply, the taste bitter, salty, and tough.
A variety of unpleasant flavors assaulted his taste buds.
"I'll just make you some instant noodles..."
Just as Liu Qingfeng was about to get up, his eyes swept over Yu Sheng and then couldn't move away.
Yu Sheng was picking up pieces of the difficult-to-swallow food, chewing earnestly.