As long as Wen Hao can remember, he has been under the severe scolding of his father. Growing up, his father almost never spoke to him in a pleasant manner. Whenever he did speak, it was always scolding. His mother always complained about his father:
Speak well, and people won't like to hear the same words coming out of your mouth.
My father is still the same.
In this way, under his father's scolding, Wen Hao learned to get up after falling, learned to hold an umbrella by himself to go to school, learned to go to the fields to do farm work alone, and learned to stand up after setbacks.
Now, when he faced another setback and was almost unable to stand up again, his always stern father suddenly said this in a gentle tone - if it's difficult outside, just go home.
Tears couldn't help but burst into his eyes, and Wen Hao's heart was wrapped in warmth. At this moment, how much he wanted to return home, return to his parents, and completely isolate himself from the ridicule and expectations.
No matter how wonderful the outside world is, it always has its cruel side, but home is always warm.
"..."
Wen Hao was silent, imagining the warmth at home, and his confused heart seemed to finally have a direction.
After a long time, Wen Hao finally said: "Da, I can't go back..."
If he went back like this, he would have no shame to see his father or his mother who had been worried about him. Even if he really couldn't play football and wash dishes here, he couldn't just go back like this...
"Oh...then be well. No matter what happens, eat well and dress well first. Your health is important."
"Well, I understand, Da." Tears were still flowing out. It was rare to hear such warm words from my father.
"..."
"..."
Next, both father and son fell silent. The father was not a good talker, and since he was a child, his father always scolded Wen Hao and lacked calm communication, so there was not much talk between the two.
.For a moment, I didn’t even know what to say.
"Okay, that's it, remember to call home more often." After a moment of silence, my father finally spoke.
"Yes, I will." Wen Hao nodded, as if his father could see it.
I hung up the phone and lay on the bed, my thoughts flooding in. Scenes from my childhood and growing up at home kept coming back to me.
After a long time, Wen Hao shook his head: "No, we can't go back like this."
But what if I don't go back? My ideals have collapsed in the face of Paul's strength, and my self-confidence has long since disappeared. Even if I want to cheer up, I can't cheer up in the face of such a big blow. I am already discouraged.
I feel cold and even have doubts about the meaning of my hard work all these years. How can I cheer up under such circumstances?
After some time, Wen Hao felt a little hungry.
"Hey, now only these instincts can support my body." Wen Hao sneered and got up and walked outside.
Although it is already winter, the sun at noon is still dazzling. This is a rare good weather in Houston. However, such good weather means nothing to Wen Hao. He subconsciously walked towards the street where he often eats.
Standing at the street corner, he hesitated, not knowing which restaurant to go to. Although his stomach felt hungry, his mouth showed no interest at all, and he didn't know what he wanted to eat.
"Hi, Wen Hao!"
While Wen Hao was hesitating, suddenly, a clear and sweet voice sounded from behind.
Wen Hao turned around and saw a girl with black hair, blue eyes, tall figure but not thin standing in front of him with a smile.
To be honest, this girl is indeed very beautiful, especially her smile, like spring flowers in March and drizzle in May, she is extremely beautiful.
But at this time, Wen Hao had no intention of looking at this. He was a little confused and said: "Hello, how do you... know my name?"
"You told me, don't you remember?" When the girl said this, there was a slight loss in her voice.
"Did I tell you?" Wen Hao searched in his slowly squirming mind and couldn't remember that he knew such a girl.
Seeing that Wen Hao really couldn't remember it, the girl had to say: "Owl Restaurant, you saved me, have you forgotten?"
"..." Wen Hao thought about it again and then suddenly said: "Oh, it's you."
"I finally remembered." The girl looked very happy, "You saved me, and I haven't thanked you yet."
"Oh, you're welcome." Wen Hao said to the girl casually, while casually scanning both sides of the street.
"Have you not had lunch yet?" the girl asked, "Let me treat you as a thank you for saving me."
"I……"
"Don't refuse, it's decided, let's go to our Hooters restaurant. Oh, by the way, my name is Elena."
Elena couldn't help but said, pulling Wen Hao and walking towards the Owl Restaurant not far away.
"I really didn't recognize you last time. It turns out you are an NBA player." Elena said as she walked. She seemed to be very talkative.
"Hey..." Wen Hao's smile was unclear whether it was a sneer or a bitter smile.
Elena didn't seem to notice, and continued: "I watched your previous games later, and I really didn't expect that you played basketball so well!"
Wen Hao frowned, subconsciously thinking this was sarcasm.
"Your volleyball-style passing, as well as passing without looking at people, opened the eyes of my sisters and me. Before watching your game, we never imagined that there are people in the world who play like this."
"Really?" Wen Hao's brows relaxed slightly.
"My sisters and I all like to watch you play. You are handsome and you play the ball beautifully. We are all your fans."
"Oh." Wen Hao still responded lightly. Now he could tell that the girl's words were not sarcastic.
But even so, he didn't look very enthusiastic: "Don't you know? I challenged Paul." His brows knitted, and there was a sharp pain in his heart. The thing he was most afraid of being mentioned these days was this matter.
.But rather than letting others talk about it in front of you, it is better to say it yourself. But even if you say it yourself, you can't help but feel a pain in your heart.
"I know," the girl said casually, "I think you are very courageous. At least you dare to challenge Paul."
"Maybe. But you've already realized your mistake, haven't you? I think people like you, as long as they realize their mistakes, will definitely work hard to correct them. They can't be obsessed with mistakes forever."
"Really?" Wen Hao was still undecided. Although Elena's words touched his heart a little, it was not enough to cheer him up.
While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the Owl Restaurant. Looking around, the girls wearing orange hot pants and white vests were displayed in front of Wen Hao like works of art.
