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Chapter 183 Concealment, not a quarrel

In a blink of an eye, t-city ushered in 2007.

In early January, the sky was raining. In such bad weather, A Sheng's papers were published one after another in authoritative newspapers. Jiang Ning and Xue Mingzhu went to the newsstand to buy newspapers. Two girls from the same grade in the lower grade were discussing A Sheng.

Girl A: "It's Gu Sheng again, why do she always come to the newspaper?"

Girl B: "If your boyfriend is a university professor, your thesis will be published every time."

Girl A: "What does it mean?"

Girl B: "Maybe these papers were written by Professor Lu. Niobium."

...

It is said that Jiang Ning and Xue Mingzhu were upset about A Sheng that day, and had a quarrel with the two girls, and almost started a fight. Afterwards, they found A Sheng in the library, and they were all angry.

Jiang Ning threw the newspaper on the table and a loud "click" sound: "A Sheng, this is unfair. They don't know how hard you work."

Xue Mingzhu was also angry: "Can I say I am disgusting like this? When I see others being better than me, I will pick on it and maliciously slander it. It is obvious that I can't eat grapes and feel sour."

A Sheng noticed these things, but did not respond. The best way to do anything that was not good for him was not to be angry and face back, but to wait for the cooling down at the worst moment.

In 2007, when she was 21 years old, she was still young in the eyes of some people, but she had already passed the age of being fierce. She abandoned her naivety before she was 18 years old, and after she was 18 years old, she began to learn to be responsible for her life.

Jiang Ning and Xue Mingzhu stood up for her, and she was very moved. Those touchings were enough to maintain a good mood all day.

...

On January 5, the old lady felt pain in her left waist in the early morning. She called Han Shuhui and rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. She was diagnosed with kidney stones. It was quite serious. It was a bit dangerous for the old lady to undergo surgery at such an age, so she could only use drugs to treat it first.

A Sheng went to the hospital to visit the old lady. The old man tried his best to maintain his energy and repeatedly said, "It's not a serious illness, I will be discharged from the hospital in a few days."

Sometimes when A Sheng passed by, the old lady fell asleep, she sat there, staring at her quietly, keeping in a position, and just sitting there all day.

She held the old man's hand, thin, old, and unhealthy colors.

A Sheng suddenly remembered his father who was far away in the United States. He rarely answered her calls recently, and he didn't want her to hear his violent coughing. When the call was called, it was mostly because of his mother answering the phone, and he was hesitant when speaking. He asked how his father was doing? His mother tried to relax, but his tone was inevitably mixed with a bit of heavy: "It's okay, I'm there!"

"Didn't your brother go back yet?"

The mother sighed: "I can do it alone, you are fine."

A Sheng's throat was a little tight, so tight that she didn't know what to say. She noticed a fear and uneasiness she had never felt before in her mother's stammering words.

She couldn't do it, that was her father.

In the third grade of elementary school, she represented the school to take the exam in the neighboring city. Her father accompanied her to go there. After the exam, she said, "I'm hungry."

My father bought her a bowl of noodles, and then sat across from her and looked at her with a smile.

"Dad, why don't you eat?"

"Dad is not hungry."

Many years later, she can still remember the smile on the corner of her father's mouth, loving and gentle.

Later she found out that her father's wallet had been stolen and he only had a bowl of noodles on him. When she got home, he only said a few words to his mother: "You can't be hungry for your child."

After growing up and experiencing the world, I realized that parents’ love for their children is not rewarded and is the most selfless. This kind of affection is mostly something that children can only experience after having their own children.

She called her mother: "Is Dad seriously ill?"

The other side was silent for a long time, and then his mother said "hmm". On the phone, A Sheng's eyes were very hot, and a tear fell on the page of the paper, making the newly written handwriting wet.

She had many reasons to stay in T-shirt, but she could not ignore the hot blood in her body.

...

In 2006, all the good weather was swept away, so the old genius encountered bad weather for half a month in early 2007.

It took two days of snow, and the ground was covered with ice and snow, and it was wet at all.

I still remember that when I came to T City, I saw snowflakes for the first time. A Sheng was filled with joy, but now I have begun to learn to dislike him.

The old lady was in pain at night and couldn't sleep. After all, Lu Changping and Han Shuhui were middle-aged and it was not good to stay up late. Although they hired a companion, Lu Zichu still stayed in the hospital at night.

Even at this time, he would still call her to cover her with a quilt at night; be careful when going out, wear thick clothes, and even ask Wu Nai to pick her up and drop her off to and from school...

A Sheng thought about telling him about his father, but he couldn't bear to say anything in his tired words.

Some schools can graduate in two years with master's degree. The so-called time limits will be different for different schools and majors. T-U implements a credit system. A Sheng completes the credits in the first year of the academic year, completes the workload in advance of the second year of the academic year, and frequently publishes papers. These have long become the standards for schools to measure a student's professional grades.

On Monday, A Sheng found the professor and proposed that he wanted to apply for early graduation, but of course the professor needed to agree to release the person.
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