What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

I woke up in the middle of the night and it was still dark.

Yue Zhou opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, listening carefully to the sounds outside the window. The sky had just turned white and it was eerily quiet outside.

Since he couldn't fall asleep anymore, Yue Zhou didn't turn on the lights. He went down barefoot, walked to the glass window of the balcony and pulled open the heavy curtains.

He faced the light outside, closed his eyes mechanically, and then opened them again, as if he could see more clearly that way.

But there is no need to be impatient.

Yue Zhou reached out, pushed open the balcony door and walked out. He was wearing thin clothes but let the wind blow his clothes.

He was so grief-stricken that he seemed to have lost the most basic perception.

Just then, a small figure ran over from a distance.

Yue Zhou was stunned for a while. The moment he recognized the person, his throat tightened and he said in a dry voice: "He Yue!"

He Yue paused and looked up. The thin boy in pajamas was standing in the cold wind, looking down at her.

She waved her hand, signaling Yue Zhou to go in quickly. Soon Yue Zhou left the balcony, and then the lights in the whole villa were lit up one by one. The young man came barefoot, opened the heavy door, and there was endless light behind him.

-

Walking on the steps of the Gaoshan Cemetery in the dim light, both of them were silent. They just bowed together in front of Yue Fan's grave and continued walking forward.

He Yue felt that Yue Zhou should meet his mother first.

Yue Zhou had never been to the back mountain before. It was overgrown with weeds and if one was not careful, the slanting branches could cut one's skin.

He followed He Yue forward numbly until they stopped in a deserted open space. He looked at a small mound in front of him, which was simply marked with three stones.

His heart felt like a ball of swollen cotton, stuck in his throat.

"Is everything you said true?" Yue Zhou opened his mouth, only to find that he was shaking violently, not only his voice, but also his hands hanging by his sides were trembling non-stop.

He Yue pursed her lips and lowered her head in mourning, which was considered as her agreement.

"I..." Yue Zhou's eyelashes trembled and a tear fell, "Every year during the Chinese New Year, Qingming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival, and Mid-Autumn Festival... I would come to pay homage to my parents." He laughed at himself, "But it turns out that I never paid homage correctly once, how ridiculous."

Yue Zhou suddenly strode forward and knelt down, waving away three stones. He dug his ten fingers into the soil, digging frantically, tears streaming down his face as he fell into a deep pit: "Everyone says I'm smart, everyone says I'm smart, but in fact I'm the stupidest one!"

Foolishly he couldn't find his mother's grave, foolishly he believed Ming Ruowei, foolishly he let the entire Yue family be on the verge of collapse.

His hand, which was used to holding a pen, was cut by a sharp stone hidden in the soil, but he seemed to feel no pain at all.

"Yue Zhou." He Yue came over to pull him, but Yue Zhou blocked out all sounds and kept digging.

He Yue had never seen him like this, Yue Zhou, who was always calm and composed in the face of all troubles, and who was not panicked at all even when facing Zhou Yuan'an's murderous intention, now had red eyes and bit his lips tightly, his eyes full of tears.

He Yue didn't want to cry, but her nose felt sore and tears fell silently. She turned her head away, not daring to let Yue Zhou see her. She wiped her tears, rolled up her sleeves, and started digging with Yue Zhou.

It wasn't until Yue Zhou's fingers were broken by the impact that he felt relieved: "Found it."

He Yue helped him move the loose soil aside, and Yue Zhou saw the urn that he had personally chosen for Ming Ruolan.

"Mother……"

The dead forest was silent, with only the occasional crow's cry.

Yue Zhou's call was the most gentle whisper in this barren mountain.

Yue Zhou picked up the urn very gently, carefully brushed off the dirt on it with his hands, and gently put his face against the urn: "Mom, I'm here to take you home."

He Yue sat with him for a long time, until his legs became sore from standing. Yue Zhou came to his senses and thanked He Yue with a hoarse voice: "Thank you."

He Yue wanted to go forward to comfort him, but her feet were numb and she lowered her body and was supported by Yue Zhou.

"Yuezhou, I think I know where Ming Ruowei hid the account book."

Yue Zhou lowered his head and glanced at the urn in his arms: "I know that too."

The two of them filled the space back with the removed soil to form a small mound, and then arranged the three stones in the same order as before.

He Yue heard Yue Zhou say, "Tomorrow night, I'm going to attend Liu Yiguang's party."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

In fact, He Yue didn't need to do so much, but Yue Zhou looked at her and couldn't say no.

He also hopes there is someone he can rely on.

"Let's go."

The two of them returned to Yue Fan's grave again, but this time their eyes were looking at Ming Ruolan's gentle smile on the other side.

Yue Zhou squatted down and reached out to wipe Ruolan's photo clean, then he gritted his teeth and opened the tomb lid on Ming Ruolan's side.

There really was a thick book lying inside!

This is the most comforting news I have received recently.

Ming Ruowei sealed the notebook in a waterproof bag. Yue Zhou took it out and checked it carefully. After confirming that it was the account book he was looking for, he finally had the strength to breathe a sigh of relief.

He carefully placed the urn into the grave, allowing his mother to snuggle up to his father again.

"Dad, Mom, I will definitely take back the Yue family, definitely!"

-

Yunxin Hospital.

"Hello, Director Liu." When the two nurses saw Liu Yiguang, they walked over quickly and called out sweetly, just to show their faces in front of Liu Yiguang.

Liu Yiguang was a little tired as he had been too busy these days. He just smiled faintly as a greeting.

He walked forward alone to take the elevator and heard two nurses turn around and start talking about him.

"Isn't he the vice president? Why did you call him President Liu? What if President Ling finds out?"

Who would have thought that the nurse was not afraid at all: "Are you stupid? I ask you how Dr. Liu became the vice president?"

"How?"

"Because of Miss Ming." She knocked her head in frustration, "Do you really rely on your own ability?"

"Oh! No wonder they say the most important thing in work is to stand on the right side." This sounded a bit sour.

"And I saw Dean Ling passing him a cigarette yesterday. Think about it, the dean passed a cigarette to the vice dean, isn't it because he has someone behind him? So it's only a matter of time before he becomes the dean. We have to flatter him and show our faces in front of him so that he can take care of us when the time comes."

"Makes sense."

In fact, such remarks had been circulating in the hospital for a long time. Liu Yigang knew about it but he didn't care because he couldn't refute it.

It was indeed with the help of Ming Ruowei and the harming of Yue Zhou that he was able to bring down his mentor and take the position of vice-president.

I thought I was going to be so awesome after getting promoted, but in reality I couldn't even stand up straight.

Liu Yiguang walked into the elevator and looked at his face reflected in the glass, which had been running around for Ming Ruowei for days. He seemed to not recognize himself all of a sudden.

The elevator arrived, and Liu Yiguang walked out angrily. Unexpectedly, he ran into Chai Jin, who had replaced him, at the office door. Reflexively, he bowed and greeted him, "Deputy Chai."

Who would have thought that Chai Jin snorted coldly: "Humph, why are you pretending?"

This doesn't give Liu Yiguang any face at all.

"Even if you are not the vice president, you are still my mentor and I will definitely respect you," said Liu Yiguang.

But Chai Jin didn't buy it. He turned around and said, "Liu Yiguang, do you know what I'm most disappointed about you?"

"It's not my job to transfer personnel..."

"Stupid!" Chai Jin interrupted him, "Tell me why you became a doctor? What did you tell me when you asked me to take you as my apprentice?"

Chai Jin was an old scholar who was old-fashioned and unwilling to adapt. He did not care about personal relationships or face at all. Back then, Liu Yigang begged him for a long time and followed him for more than a month. Only then did Chai Jin, seeing his perseverance, make an exception and accept him as his last disciple.