Free Web NovelChapter 1419: Chapter 1500: Cried!
"That guy Hao Caijun is really nuts. He wants to find a master and become a great ace? That’s just wishful thinking."
"I suspect he’s gone mad. It makes sense, given his family’s situation—his dad’s got a broken leg, his mom’s got a broken hand. It’s tragic."
"Indeed, in such circumstances, he should focus on his studies. But haha, his grades are so poor, that’s really all he can do."
A few students laughed loudly and walked away.
Even though they rode away far on their bicycles, their mocking voices seemed to carry on the wind to Hao Caijun’s ears, making his eyes sting and giving him an urge to cry.
But Hao Caijun held it in, wiping his eyes with his sleeve to stop the tears from falling.
He’s a man!
Why cry!
"Hao Caijun, you’re really stupid, achieving nothing. This is as good as it gets in this life, might as well jump into the river!" Hao Caijun spoke to himself like this.
Still, despite these thoughts, due to his fear of death and thinking of his parents at home, Hao Caijun ultimately did not do such a thing.
Time ticked by.
Feeling cold in the wind, Hao Caijun started to feel a bit numb.
It’s 7:30, if he waits any longer, he might not reach school in time.
With a heaviness in his heart, Hao Caijun stood up, ready to pedal away on his bike.
But just then, a figure dashed across in front of Hao Caijun, causing him to pause and then look at the person running away. Without hesitating further, he chased after them.
"Master! Master!" Hao Caijun shouted loudly while chasing.
However, how could Hao Caijun catch up? Not long after, he was panting heavily, his legs weakening, and eventually he couldn’t keep it up, falling forward onto the ground.
The person in front didn’t slow down and continued running, as if Hao Caijun was just an insignificant ant, unworthy of attention.
Hao Caijun sat up from the ground and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm. When he raised it up to look, he saw the skin was broken and blood was seeping out.
The pain in his palm, combined with being ignored by the master, finally made Hao Caijun break down in tears.
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Even though Fang Yi slept late last night, he still got up early. Regardless of wind or rain, Fang Yi is determined to train; it’s the routine he set since coming to State City.
For Fang Yi, once he’s decided on something, he’ll naturally do it and ultimately achieve it—that’s his way of life.
Moreover, his body still has lingering problems, at most only three months left to live, and Fang Yi doesn’t even know if he can survive these three months.
Most people faced with such a situation would have long given up hope.
But Fang Yi hasn’t.
What continues to support Fang Yi is the belief instilled in him by the old man when he was a child. The old man’s words from back then remain unforgettable for Fang Yi.
"Until the final hour, minute, or second, who can know the outcome? Before then, if you’ve tried your best, that’s being true to yourself! What does it mean to lie in the coffin carrying regrets? That’s being a coward!"
Coward?
Honestly, Fang Yi really doesn’t want to be a coward.
These words remain vivid in Fang Yi’s memory, etched into his flesh and blood, unforgettable.
On the riverbank of the Great Canal on an early morning, Fang Yi ran against the biting wind, when suddenly a striking figure dashed out from a side path, interrupting Fang Yi’s thoughts.
