Chapter One Hundred: Is This Considered Impolite?

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  Gao Tianming's face was somewhat gloomy, and Dongfang Yanran did not disturb him. She just stood quietly beside him.

  Suppressing the depression in his heart, Gao Tianming forced a smile at Dongfang Yanran, "Thanks again this time! Otherwise, there would be more trouble with Shen Ling's matter. I still don't know how to solve it!"

  "Did you really kill him?" Dongfang Yanran said with some surprise.

  "Haha!" Gao Tianming looked at Dongfang Yanran seriously, "It seems that I killed someone, but you don't seem to be too scared."

  "Wasn't I very scared?" Dongfang Yanran blinked her eyes, "I thought my expression just now was already very scary!"

  Gao Tianming was stunned by Dongfang Yanran's serious expression and didn't know how to continue the conversation.

  "Haha!" Dongfang Yanran saw Gao Tianming's silly expression and covered her mouth to laugh "Silly! I was just joking with you! You're so stupid."

  "Alright!" Gao Tianming helplessly rolled his eyes, "I'll give you that small bottle! That thing should still be quite precious, right?" Gao Tianming reached into his own pocket and pulled out the small bottle, handing it over to Dongfang Yanran.

  "Hehe! I think you won't need to use it next time, if you carry it with you and feel fearless, that would harm you instead." Dongfang Yanran stretched out her right hand, palm up in front of her.

  "Haha! I don't want to have the chance to use it again either!" Gao Tianming took a step forward, placing the bottle in Dongfang Yanran's hand. However, his fingers accidentally touched Dongfang Yanran's palm.

  "Ah!" Her palm was suddenly touched, and Dongfang Yanran's hand involuntarily withdrew slightly backwards. Gao Tianming didn't react in time. The bottle in his hand fell straight down.

  "Bottle!" Seeing the bottle falling down due to her own shrinking hand, Dongfang Yanran subconsciously bent down to pick it up. As a martial artist, Gao Tianming's reaction was quicker, and he hastily bent down to grab the bottle.

  "Bang!" Gao Tianming had just grabbed the bottle. Dongfang Yanran's mouth directly bumped into Gao Tianming's forehead.

  "Ah, it hurts." Some strength was used too much, and Dongfang Yanran suddenly cried out in pain. Gao Tianming had already become like a statue, his head spinning. "How did I get kissed? Does this count as molestation?"

  Seeing Gao Tianming completely stunned, Dongfang Yanran just reacted to what had happened earlier, her face suddenly turned red. And seeing Gao Tianming showing no expression, only pretending to be stupid, she got a little angry, lightly stomped her foot and quickly turned around and ran away.

  Hearing footsteps. Gaotian Mingcai was slightly sober and saw Dongfang Yanran running away. He rushed to the back of her figure and shouted, "Yanran, don't take the bottle!"

  "Idiot!" Dongfang Yanran turned her head and glanced at Gao Tianming, "I'll leave you for now, next time I'll get it from you!" Then she directly ran into the hotel.

  Gao Tianming looked up at the sky with a helpless expression, "Do I look stupid? But I didn't do anything!"

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  On the dinner table.

  "Yanran sister, why does your lip seem swollen?" Lin Ling asked with some confusion as she sat beside Dongfang Yanran.

  "Ah?" Dongfang Yanran secretly glanced at Gao Tianming, her face slightly red. "Maybe it's just a heat stroke! Coming here must have caused some discomfort! Mingyao will be back soon. It'll be fine!"

  "But you were fine just now."

  "No! It was just now, you just didn't notice." Dongfang Yanran said calmly: "You hurry up and eat. Don't ask so many questions!"

  "Oh!" Lin Ling nodded obediently after a slight pause.

  Lin Luxue sat opposite Dongfang Yanran, also looked at Dongfang Yanran with some surprise, and then suspiciously glanced at Gao Tianming beside her.

  Gao Tianming didn't lift his head, from start to finish he buried his head in eating.

  "The sky is bright. Aren't you very hungry? Why are you always eating with your head down!" Lin Luxue asked with a smile beside her.

  "Uh-huh." Ming nodded, "You're worried and scared, and you've also worked up an appetite. You should eat too, don't just watch me."

  "Then you don't have to keep your head down and eat humble pie?"

  "I'm still a bit tired, I want to finish eating and go back to my room to rest!" Gao Tianming still didn't lift his head, he was afraid that if he looked up at Dongfang Yanran, he would reveal his nervousness.

  Lin Lushe suddenly remembered the things she had experienced today and the pressure that Gao Tianming had endured, feeling a little heartache. She said: "Then you hurry back to your room to rest now."

  "Hmm!"

  Dongfang Yanran gave a somewhat resentful glance at Gao Tianming, especially when he and Lin Luxue were being affectionate. After dinner, Gao Tianming returned to his room, feeling exhausted from constantly hovering between life and death, his nerves stretched taut. He took a quick shower in the bathroom before lying down on the bed and falling asleep.

  In the hotel lobby, the old man had woken up and eaten something without any major issues. Lin Lushe arranged for the old man's accommodation and returned to her room. As soon as she entered, she found that the lights in the room were turned off.

  Listening to Gao Tianming's gentle breathing, Lin Luxue knew he was asleep. She smiled lightly and walked in quietly, turning on the small table lamp by the bed.

  She walked quietly to Gao Tianming's bedside and sat down, looking at Gao Tianming's sleeping face, a faint smile spreading across her own.

  Couldn't help but quietly stretch out his own right hand and gently touched Gaotianming's face.

  Gao Tianming was startled in his sleep. He just wanted to open his eyes, but immediately felt Lin Luxue's breath beside him and understood what had happened. Without opening his eyes, he began to pretend to be asleep on the bed, wanting to see what Lin Luxue would do next.

  "You've worked hard today! I thought we'd all die together in the mountain villa, but you managed to get everyone out safely. This is a reward," said Lin Lushe, leaning forward and gently kissing Gaotianming's forehead. "Goodnight, fool!"

  "Why is it the same spot!" Gao Tianming's eyes welled up with tears in his heart, "That place was just numbed by the collision, and you still don't feel anything when you kiss that spot again."

  The next morning.

  "Old man, don't you really need to go to the hospital for a check-up?" Lin Luxue asked with some concern.

  The old man sat in the chair and shook his head. "Can't trouble you folks anymore, and this old body of mine is clear to me too. Not many good years left! Don't want to waste..."

  "Old man, you can't say that! If it wasn't for your reminder at the time, you wouldn't have been blamed by the owner of the mountain villa either, and there wouldn't have been what happened afterwards." Lin Lushe crouched beside her chair and glanced around at her classmates. "Moreover, we also failed to live up to your kindness and ended up going to the mountain villa after all!"

  "Haha!" The old man glanced at Lin Lushe and smiled lightly, "I only learned a little about reason and human nature after graduating, but I've always tried to be a good person! That day when so many of you wanted to enter the village, this old man's ability was limited, hoping to use language to stop you! But just then the mountain villa's servant arrived there, this old man really did his best!"

  "Old master, we understand!" Lin Ling walked up to the old man, "So we've always been very grateful to you. And also hope that you won't fall ill because of our affairs!"

  "Alas!" The old man let out a deep sigh.

  "Old man, it's no longer safe for you to stay in that village. Why don't you come with us? I'll arrange a place for you to live, okay?" Dongfang Yanran asked, because she knew the owner of the mountain villa wouldn't disappear just like that, and the old man's situation was somewhat precarious.

  Everyone looked at Dongfang Yanran with some surprise, they were all still students, and their economic source was still supported by their families. Although they were worried about the old man's future life, they couldn't think of any other way.

  Gao Tianming nodded in agreement, "Old man, I also think you're not safe here, come with us, the car will be here soon!"

  "Are you leaving here?" The old man didn't think and quickly waved his hand, "At my age, how can I still go out? To put it bluntly, one foot is already in the yellow earth, what's there to be afraid of! And..." The old man said this, but seemed hesitant to continue.

  "What's more?" Baozi asked with some doubt beside him.

  "It's nothing!" The old man shook his head. "You don't have to worry about me."

  "Old man, is there something troubling you? Tell us, and if we can help, we will!" said Baozi, as the people around him nodded in agreement.

  The old man looked up at Baozi, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I... Ah! I still want to wait for my son to come back! It's been many years since I last saw him!" As he finished speaking, the old man let out a deep sigh.

  "Your son?" Ga Tianming pinched his own chin, "Can you tell me about his situation? We'll also help keep an eye out for him after we leave!"

  "Really?" The old man suddenly lifted his head, and for the first time, a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes. "Thank you so much, young man. If I can see my son before I die, I can close my eyes in peace!"

  "This is what should be!" Ga Tianming smiled.

  "You're all good people!" The old man couldn't help but sigh, "I haven't seen my son in five or six years now. Let me think...he's probably around your age now."

  The old man told the story of his son. It turned out that the old man's surname was Chen, and his son was called Chen Xingchun. About six years ago, when the owner of the mountain villa had not yet arrived here, the old man's son felt that village life was bleak and followed other villagers to work outside in search of a better life for their family.

  This was a good thing, and Chen Xingchun indeed brought some changes to the family. The old man's life at home began to get better slowly. But just before the Spring Festival that year, after Chen Xingchun returned, his temperament became somewhat strange. At first, the old man didn't pay much attention, thinking it was just because he had been wronged outside and would be like this. The old man even specially comforted his son a few times.

  But later, the old man found that things were not so simple. During the Spring Festival, he often saw his son holding a mobile phone and talking on the phone. Moreover, the voice was very loud, and the emotions were also very agitated, as if arguing with someone. And every time after finishing the call, Chen Xingchun's face looked very ugly.

  "Spring, did you encounter something outside?" The old man finally asked one day.

  "Dad, I'm fine." Chen Xingchun said with a somewhat forced smile.

  "Spring! It's just the two of us at home. If you have something on your mind, tell me and I'll share some of your pain with you, okay? Look at how pale your face has been lately, if you've really been wronged outside, then we won't go out anymore!"

  "Dad, I'm fine," Chen Xingchun's eyes were slightly red. "Even if something happens, I can handle it myself. You don't have to worry about me anymore. I'm a grown-up too, aren't I?"

  "Child! It's all my fault. I'm to blame for not being capable, and instead of following you to a good life, I've let you suffer outside!" The old man sighed deeply.

  "Dad! Don't talk nonsense, I've never resented you. I think being your son is the happiest thing!"

  Upon hearing his son say this, the old man's face couldn't help but break out into a smile.

  But good times didn't last long. On the sixth day of the Spring Festival, the old man went out to buy vegetables and returned home, only to find a piece of paper on the table.

  Looking at the white paper, the old man suddenly had a bad premonition, put down the dishes in his hand, rushed to his son's room, and found that some things his son usually used were gone.

  The old man slowly walked back to the dinner table and picked up the paper.

  "Did your son just leave like that without a word? Is this paper left behind by your son? What's written on it?" Lin Ling asked anxiously beside him.

  "Yes! The paper was left by my son." The old man's eyes gazed vaguely into the distance, "He only left a few words on the paper."

  "What is it?" asked Gao Tianming.

  "My son is unfilial and leaves without a word! But Dad, you once said that when we live in this world, some things we've done should be bravely taken responsibility for. I'm going to go settle the matter now, hoping to spend next Spring Festival with you!" A year has passed. The old man still clearly remembers every word on the paper.

  "Then he didn't come back in the second year?" Lin Luxue couldn't help but ask.

  "Yes! He didn't come back!" The old man withdrew his gaze from afar, "I've waited year after year. I've been disappointed year after year! But I believe I'll continue to wait. My son said he'd come back to spend the Spring Festival with me, and he must be able to do it!"

  "So" the old man smiled lightly, "I won't go with you, I will continue to live in the village and wait for my son to come back!"