Shen Antu lay quietly in Xie Duo's arms, his tone was flat and without ups and downs, as if he was talking about someone else's business.
Xie Duo held his hand tightly: "They did it on purpose. Someone is behind it."
"I know." Shen Antu said.
Of course Shen Antu knew that with only 100 days left before the college entrance examination, he had just received a full score in the monthly math exam yesterday. In the next mock exam, he would still be the first in liberal arts in Z city. His future was bright. How could Shen Antu not know what those people were thinking
But he had no choice, he couldn't help it, at that moment he couldn't see anything, his brain seemed to be infected with a virus, the monitor was crackling, sometimes Shen Lijun's smiling face praising him appeared, sometimes Shen Yixing's embarrassed but determined back as he ran away appeared, occasionally interspersed with the servants' gossiping sighs and laughter.
"So the next day, I bought a knife, put it in my trouser pocket, and went to Shen Kaiping's study."
Chapter 59 He Needs Money
Cheating a little girl for money is a very bad and immoral behavior. Xie Duo has already taught him a lesson. Xie Duo: Apologize! Shen Antu: (＞人＜；) Sorry, sorry, sorry
Shen Antu was reluctant to talk about what happened next, but Xie Duo insisted on listening, so he gave a brief account of it.
Naturally, there would be no good ending for offending Shen Kaiping. He was thrown into Country Y by Shen Kaiping. This place was backward and chaotic, a gray area beyond the control of the law, and all kinds of shady transactions were carried out here. Shen Antu was thrown into an attic, and someone came to deliver three meals a day, and that was all.
Shen Kaiping told him: "Either you admit your mistakes and kowtow to me three times, and I'll let you go back to take the college entrance examination, or you'll spend the rest of your life in mediocrity in this godforsaken place."
This was not Shen Antu's fault at all, what was he going to admit? The biggest mistake he made in his life was becoming Shen Kaiping's son.
He would never bow to Shen Kaiping, nor would he live a mediocre life.
The first month was very painful. Shen Antu smashed all the furniture in the attic, went on a hunger strike, and deliberately hurt himself, but it was all useless. Later he realized that Shen Kaiping didn't care at all. Even if Shen Antu died, he still had three good sons.
Shen Antu planned to escape again, but he was alone, penniless, without a passport or ID card, and could not speak the language of the locals. No one would believe him if he called the police. The man who delivered meals to him every day would not help him and would even spit in his food.
Shen Antu tried everything, but it was difficult to even leave the city, let alone return home.
The night he missed the college entrance examination, Shen Antu cried all night.
Xie Duo began to regret revealing Shen Antu's scars. He kissed Shen Antu gently, kissing his wounds. He could no longer prevent these wounds from forming, but at least he hoped that they would no longer hurt so much.
On June 9, the day after the college entrance examination, Shen Antu spent his 18th birthday alone in a small attic in a foreign country. The future was dark and there was no end in sight. It was also on this night that he stayed awake all night, thinking about the college entrance examination, his mother, and Xie Duo. He decided to fight for a way out for himself.
Now Shen Antu can understand Shen Lijun's obsession with money. Shen Antu needs money, a lot of money. As long as he has money, he can buy a new identity on the black market, buy a ticket back home, and go back to school.
But where does the money come from
This is a very unfair yet extremely fair world. If you want to get something, you have to pay something first. Shen Antu estimated himself and found that he still had a face that he could use.
At the beginning, I worked in the cheapest nightclubs. I did everything to make money quickly. If I couldn't dance, I would learn. If I couldn't drink, I would practice more. If the customers didn't like my expressionless face, I would smile as hard as I could. If I was groped, I would grit my teeth and ask if I wanted to do it again.
But he earned too little. The owner of the bar bullied him because he was a foreigner and a young adult, and paid him very little salary. Shen Antu almost got beaten when he failed to protest. His only source of income was tips from customers, which were occasionally snatched away by his overbearing colleagues.
For two whole months, Shen Antu hung out in the bar every night and returned home in the early morning, reeking of alcohol and vomiting all over the floor. He didn't make much money, but instead made himself look like a sloppy, desperate drunkard. The guard who came to deliver food couldn't help but spit at him.
Not to mention others, Shen Antu felt disgusted every time he saw himself in the mirror, but he had to persevere. When he couldn't hold on any longer, he would think about Shen Lijun and Xie Duo, and think about what he would be like if he had the chance to return to Xie Duo again one day.
He survived the difficult two months and all the unbearable hardships in the next ten years by painting pie in the sky to satisfy himself.
Shen Antu's condition naturally reached Shen Kaiping's ears. After receiving the news, he seemed to have given up on Shen Antu. Before, he would come to ask him if he had changed his mind every once in a while, but now he completely ignored him. The people who delivered meals also gradually became lazy and sometimes came and sometimes not.
But these two months were not completely useless. Shen Antu learned to speak Chinese. Although he was not very fluent yet, at least he had no problem with daily communication.
At this time, Shen Antu had mastered the basic rules of the nightclub. He left the bar on the ground floor and went to a high-end nightclub to apply for a job. The manager looked him up and down and asked him what he could do. Shen Antu smiled seductively and said, "I can dance."