In the early morning, the campus of the University of Lanzhou, the breeze is gentle, and the blue sky does not become gloomy because of people's mood. It's just that the blue seen by sad people always has a hint of coldness.

As a long bell rang out, the students walked out of the classroom. He Yi'an has always had a sense of depression condensed in his heart for several days, and his eyelids are always jumping around, like some kind of bad sign.

Full of worries, he was moving forward with his head bored, but was hurriedly stopped by Zheng Ke from behind.

"He Yi'an, you wait!"

"Classmate Zheng, is there something wrong with you?" He Yi'an turned around and asked lightly.

Zheng Ke frowned slightly, pursed his lips and asked with concern, "What's going on with you lately?" Those who have lost their souls seem to be full of worries. ”

He Yi'an shook his head slightly, and said absentmindedly: "Oh, I'm fine, thank you for your concern." ”

Zheng Ke glanced at him, handed over a notebook, and said angrily: "You also said it's okay, give, this is the note you left on the table!" ”

He Yi'an took it wryly, and nodded reluctantly: "Oh, thank you, I'll leave first!" ”

After speaking, He Yi'an slowly turned his head and left. Zheng Ke looked at the lonely and gloomy back, as if something was blocked in his heart, and the pair of pretty eyelashes trembled slightly, and he wanted to stop talking. He stood there for a long time, and then sighed sadly.

At this time, Professor Zheng Tianmin walked over from behind, looked at He Yi'an's back, and then looked at Zheng Ke who had a melancholy face and was outside the wandering object, smiled knowingly, and stepped forward to tease: "Xiao Ke, what's the matter?" Interested in this? ”

Zheng Ke came back to his senses, and when he saw the person clearly, his originally sad cheeks suddenly became shy, his jade feet stomped on the ground, and his red lips became a small trumpet: "Dad, you are a professor, don't joke around!" ”

Yes, the current professor of He Yi'an, Zheng Tianmin, is Zheng Ke's father, which is why Zheng Ke can know that He Yi'an is the top student in the college entrance examination. It's just that the two are quite low-key, and this relationship between master and father is little known.

As a person who has come over, her daughter's lonely, concerned, curious, and sad complex expression has long fallen into Zheng Tianmin's eyes, and it is self-evident what kind of emotion it is.

"Hehe, I'm not dizzy, and I can't see my daughter's careful thoughts!" Zheng Tianmin said with a smile.

"Dad, what are you talking about!" Zheng Ke was even more shy, rubbing the corners of his clothes alone, as if his daughter's careful thoughts had been exposed on the spot, and his heart was beating straight up.

For He Yi'an, Zheng Tianmin paid great attention to it.

The top student in the college entrance examination in the province can become his own student, which is also a rare honor and pride for a teacher. Judging from the daily teaching contact, He Yi'an is an outstanding person in terms of academics, character, and temperament, and his future development potential is immeasurable, whether he is engaged in politics or theoretical research in the future. If his daughter can be a good match with He Yi'an, it is definitely what he is happy to see.

Zheng Tianmin pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, stared at the distant back, and nodded happily: "He Yi'an, this young man is really good, and my daughter is also discerning." ”

The shy Zheng Ke suddenly became energetic, his eyes gathered into a curved crescent, and he said happily to Zheng Tianmin: "Ah, you also think he is a good person!" ”

Zheng Tianmin glanced at his daughter and said jokingly: "Look, two sentences will reveal your heart, hehe!" ”

"Dad!" Zheng Ke suddenly didn't cling to it.

Of course, He Yi'an on the other side didn't know that there were two pairs of eyes behind him silently watching him, walking silently with his head down, seeing that he was about to go downstairs in the dormitory, only to see Du Wanling standing alone under the willow tree next to the building, He Yi'an hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Mom, why are you here?" ”

Du Wanling's pale face stiffly piled up a smile, did not answer He Yi'an's question, and said with a hint of melancholy and apology: "Yi'an, let's find a place to talk!" ”

Seeing his mother so haggard and gloomy, He Yi'an's eyelids couldn't help but start beating again, and his heart was shrouded in a layer of dark clouds. The mother and son were speechless and came to the beautiful Yuxiu Lake again.

What should be said and what should not be said, Du Wanling has been thinking about it for a long time, and proportion is very important.

Some things can't be hidden, so tell the truth, which may allow He Yi'an to see the reality clearly, not to blindly live in a matter of course, and only rely on enthusiasm and passion to deal with family conflicts that have fallen into the freezing point.

After a while, on the left was the worried Du Wanling, and on the other side was the silent He Yi'an.

This sudden situation made He Yi'an already at a loss, anger, grief, remorse, and despair poured in, confusing his thinking, and the volcano was also brewing in silence.

Du Wanling looked at her son who was immersed in pain with pity, and said helplessly: "The matter has reached this point, it is irreparable, this is what I was worried about at the time, but it was still a prophecy." ”

He Yi'an's teeth clenched tightly, and Junxiu's face had already turned iron-blue: "How can he do this!" Why, why? ”

Du Wanling looked into the distance with sad eyes, and said to herself: "Yes, why? And why? ”

Entangled by the unbearable pain in his heart, He Yi'an stood up and said eagerly: "Mom, I want to ask for leave to go back to Longyou, I want to explain to my godfather and godmother in person, this is not my intention, I want to ask for their forgiveness!" ”

Du Wanling frowned, and hurriedly said to stop: "Yi'an, can you calm down!" What can you do if you go? What kind of person your godmother is, you know better than me. According to your godfather, this is a foregone conclusion, and she will not change her mind because of your explanations and prayers. ”

He Yi'an was very stubborn and self-righteous and said: "Mom, I don't believe it, my godmother will definitely forgive me, I have this confidence!" I'm going to ask for leave! ”

"Stop!"

Seeing that He Yi'an was so stubborn and turned his head and was about to leave in a hurry, Du Wanling scolded him and yelled fiercely: "Yi'an, you are a man, can you be sober!" Let me tell you the truth, your godmother has forced Jiang Shui to kneel and swear that she will break us off from now on, do you understand? ”

"What? River...... River! ”

This news completely tore He Yi'an's ambition to pieces, like an ice pick piercing his heart, and then froze from his heart to his toes, making him tremble up and down.

Li Xiulan's determination made him unbelievable, and the misery of the river seemed to be right in front of him.

He suddenly realized that the cruelty of reality was really very different from the vision. Some things can't be obtained by hard work, and unremitting stubbornness is only exchanged for chicken feathers.

He sat down on the stone chair in despair, and thrust his trembling hands into his hair in agony.

"Why is it like this, why is it like this! Mom, am I doing something wrong? It's all my fault, it's all my fault...... Be! Maybe it's really like what my dad said, I'm just too self-righteous and too wanton, so even the river water can bear this. ”

Du Wanling looked at her grief-stricken son, her heart was full of sourness, she stepped forward and gently stroked He Yi'an's shoulder, and murmured: "Yi'an, listen to your mother's advice, you can't resist your father, I can't understand him anymore, if you want to persist like this, I don't know what else he will do!" ”

"Hehe......"

He Yi'an suddenly raised his head desolately, laughing with tears, crying with hatred, hating with absoluteness: "Yes!" He's already done so badly, can it be more desperate than this? If, if he's not my dad......"

"Stop!"

Du Wanling suddenly changed color, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and seemed to have been poured a basin of ice water from head to toe, and her whole body trembled. It was the last thing she wanted to see, and the last thing she wanted to hear.

She blushed and scolded: "Yi'an, you...... How can you say such a thing! You have his blood in your body, blood and family, how can you be so vain! Are you still my child? ”

He Yi'an knew that he was speechless, lowered his head and sobbed: "Mom, I'm ...... I'm in pain, too! ”

Du Wanling suddenly lowered her face and said categorically: "Needless to say, I will never allow your father and son to come to this point." Yi'an, if you want to enter politics in the future, just if there is such a clause in the file, even if your life is ruined, how can there be any future to look forward to, do you understand? ”

He Yi'an raised his head in frustration, put his only hope on his mother, and pleaded: "Mom, I'm helpless and desperate, can you help me?" ”

"Hey......"

Du Wanling sat down dejectedly, sighed deeply, and said worriedly: "I will go to meet your godfather and godmother, I can only do my best." But Yi'an, don't expect too much, since the rift has arisen, even if we try our best to repair it, we can't go back to the way it was. ”

Yes, this rift has been under He Weiguo's wanton dominance, like an apocalyptic landslide, and an abyss between He Cheng's two families.

The crack is too big and too deep for filling and bonding alone to help.

The elders may be able to stay apathy from now on and not interact with each other, but they have suffered from this pair of bitter lovers who stand on the edge of the abyss......