You Are My Rare Passion

Mr. Yang looked at Yang Moye, then at Zhang Huanhuan, sighed helplessly, forced a smile, and said to Ye Xingbei: "It's all my fault. I didn't educate them well. Let’s see classmate Nie Yanjing again, don’t worry, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter!”

He left the hospital with Yang Moye and Zhang Huanhuan.

Back at Yang's house, he sat on the sofa, motionless.

Yang Moye and Zhang Huanhuan stood in the living room, not daring to sit down or leave.

As the minutes passed, the legs of Yang Moye and Zhang Huanhuan stood stiff.

Zhang Huanhuan gently tugged at Yang Moye, and winked at Yang Moye.

Yang Moye whispered to Mr. Yang, "Grandpa, I feel uncomfortable all over. Can I go upstairs to rest first?"

Mr. Yang looked at him coldly: "Until your father comes back, both of you stand here for me, and you are not allowed to go anywhere! If anyone leaves, he will get out of the Yang family forever!"

Zhang Huanhuan was so frightened that she shuddered and didn't dare to make any more small moves.

Yang Moye's eyes were red with grievance, he lowered his head, tears fell on the floor drop by drop.

"Crying? You still have the face to cry?" Mr. Yang said violently: "You caused everything, and it was your fault from the beginning to the end! Since you are apologizing, you should show an apology, you The classmate is lying on the hospital bed because of you, don't you feel guilty at all?"

"I have..." Yang Moye choked and said, "I know I was wrong, I've already gone to apologize..."

"What's the use of you apologizing?" Mr. Yang slapped the coffee table angrily: "Do you have any sense of guilt on your face? Are you sad because your classmate is lying on the hospital bed? You don't! Do you know I know, when you stand in front of the bed of a female classmate, you only have the shame and reluctance of being forced to apologize on your face, without any sadness or guilt. You apologize with such a face, you When others are blind or foolish?"

"I..." Yang Moye's voice trembled and he was speechless.

He didn't know there was so much to say about an apology.

He thought all he had to do was apologize.

When standing in Nie Yanjing's ward, there were so many people around him, how could he be in the mood to think about Nie Yanjing's situation now.

His mind was full of being seen by so many people bowing his head and apologizing to Police Nie Yan, and he lost all face.

When he lowered his head and said "I'm sorry", his heart was full of grievances and shame, how could he have the energy to feel sad and guilty?

Mr. Yang was so angry that his chest heaved violently, he grabbed a teacup and smashed it hard at his feet, "Yang Moye, if you continue like this, you will be ruined! You don't even have the most basic conscience, you only think about yourself , if you keep doing this, you will grow into a beast without a conscience, you know?"

Such an accusation was too serious for Yang Moye to accept.

He cried and shook his head sadly: "Grandpa, I didn't! I knew I was wrong! I really knew I was wrong! I have already gone to apologize, and I also told Nie Yanjing that I am sorry..."

"Yeah, Dad!" Seeing Yang Moye crying, Zhang Huanhuan was heartbroken, "Killing people is nothing but nods, we have already apologized in person, and they are still picking on our attitude, it is clearly picking on eggs Bones, aren't they too much?"