Chapter 113 - (Wenxi, Why) All Zhao Yuans Hardships Went for Nothing Like the Ever-flowing Yangtze (1/2)

“After the final match, I can get the “Mo’s battle” credit as long as I try my best. And that I can change a more comfortable bed for my father by making use of the considerable champion’s bonus. In the next few months, I may not need to worry too much about my father’s medical expense.”

“Maybe, maybe I can join in the selective matches every time later on such that I can transfer my father to another hospital.”

Zhao Yuan thought to himself while walking on his way to the boxing field, and his hands slightly trembled.

Chen Wanxin held his hands and pressed them against her face. The fists’ master guarded the fate of his family in the most primitive way. She believed that her thousands of black hair would only dance for him.

Zhao Yuan looked at her silently. Her flaming red lips were close at hand, and her pair of bright eyes gazed at him. Now, they only need a passionate kiss to become the hero and the beauty, the universally accepted perfect couple since ancient times. But Zhao Yuan shook his head and smiled apologetically to Chen Wanxin.

“That’s enough, right?” Chen Wanxin thought. However, she did not know that another person flashed across Zhao Yuan’s heart at this time. That person fell in the darkness, but he took the initiative to press his lips against Zhao Yuan’s, and it was the actual first kiss of Zhao Yuan. The sweetness at that time seemed to become the evil influence which entangled Zhao Yuan tighter as time passed, and it seemed that he could never escape from it.

When Zhao Yuan and Chen Wanxin came near to the boxing field, they saw police cars encircled the place, the red and blue dazzling warning lights made both of them feel a little flustered.

Zhao Yuan grabbed Chen Wanxin and quickly ran up to the nearest commercial building with her. They looked down to the distance from the upper floor and saw a scene that made them collapse.

Many people lined up and walked out of the underground boxing field almost in the same posture—all their hands were tied behind their back. In the boxing field, there was a desk decorated with a golden thumb. Initially, the desk was the place where they did the match explanations, and where people added the ante. But now, two teams of people with helmets wearing camouflage clothing and black armors were carrying out the desk from the field.

Zhao Yuan pulled Chen Wanxin and rushed outside the police wall. He even specifically stopped the people who had gathered to watch the fun to ask the reason. Chen Wanxin witnessed that Zhao Yuan had already stopped seven to eight passersby like mad and kept asking, “What happened in there?” Those passersby either shook their head, or were frightened by his utterly distracted look, or shook him off immediately.

No answer was precisely the best answer.

“Brother Yuan! Please stop. I beg you…” Chen Wanxin hugged Zhao Yuan from behind, trying to stop him.

“Gone, all is gone.” All in a sudden, Zhao Yuan looked like that all his strength was pulled away. He dropped down on the steps, and his eyes looked haggard.

“What should I do?” With his red and swollen eyes, Zhao Yuan who felt that he had no way out now looked at Chen Wanxin and threw himself into her arms like a child.

To ask for help, he used to post his difficult situation on the internet and even employed online ghostwriters. But in this world, too many people were suffering, so not everyone could attract public attention. “I signed a contract with my previous employer, where I had done a part-time job. Its prepaid payment was limited, and I had spent all the money. Those relatives and friends who can help also did their best already. Even the house of my family was… I am homeless now!”

After resting for a short while, Zhao Yuan stood up, took Chen Wanxin’s hand, and went back. Chen Wanxin knew that Zhao Yuan must have found out a solution. But since he had got to the point where he even needed to fight the underground fatal boxing match to earn the medical expense of his father, what else could he do? Chen Wanxin wanted to see Zhao Yuan crying beside her. Even a moment of crying would be a relief for him and her.

Perhaps, it was wrong to do like this from the beginning.

“Brother Yuan! Don’t push yourself too hard, okay? Don’t force yourself to stand up and move on. Cannot you stop for a moment?” Chen Wanxin said softly, her tears flowing down inadvertently.

Zhao Yuan turned around to look at her with a smile. “As long as I still stay alive, I can find a way.”

Hardly had he finished speaking, Chen Wanxin raised her head and kissed Zhao Yuan deeply. Tightly closing her eyes, she felt that the hustle and bustle of the world around them fade away and turned into a quietness. It seemed that the flashing neon by their side had become many butterflies, which kept fluttering around them cheerfully. Zhao Yuan knew that in her deep eyes, he was the only one. He was not hardhearted enough to push her away once again.

When Chen Wanxin opened her eyes, she spotted Lin Wenxi standing not far away. At this moment, she felt that she seemingly didn’t need to grab anything or fight for anything. Facing Lin Wenxi, she felt very calm.

The figure of Lin Ziwei in a heavily armed car slowly came into Zhao Yuan’s sight. At the same time, he saw the person standing in the near distance was short of breath because of running. It was precisely the person who he had missed for such a long time, which felt like several centuries to him. He had been waiting that he would give him a big hug and kiss him deeply at the end of the game.

“Wenxi… It was you…” Zhao Yuan raced to Lin Wenxi, and it seemed that his eyes were burning.

“I just hope that you will not get yourself killed,” Lin Wenxi said.

“Say everything clearly!” Zhao Yuan grabbed Lin Wenxi by his collar.

Lin Wenxi thought that Zhao Yuan was furious, but he could only see a deep sadness in Zhao Yuan’s eyes. The sad feeling spewed out, spread, and surrounded him tightly. Lin Wenxi even felt a little afraid.

The field involved prostitution, drugs, and fatal underground boxing. Sometimes, the lives of those boxers were at stake. Before long, Lin Ziwei gave this credit to his colleague, who was in charge of criminal cases. Naturally, this case was examined and dealt with vigorously and effectively by his colleague and the subordinates of him. In the face of so many people, Lin Wenxi could not tell Zhao Yuan that it was his father who caused all of this, so he chose to shut up.