A song about a southern girl made her ex-girlfriend cry on the judges' bench

Fan Ying didn't know that his dear teacher had not slept all night and bought a ticket to go home early.

The temperature in the north was already below zero. He stepped on the snow, making a creaking sound, and a cloud of white mist came out of his nostrils when he exhaled.

Although it was not dark yet, there were almost no pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, he met a few people, who were also wearing thick clothes and walking in a hurry.

He was carrying a suitcase, but there were not many things in it. Basically, they were local specialties of Shanghai, which he planned to bring back for his parents to taste.

He took out the key to unlock the door, but found that the house was deserted. He called his parents twice, but no one answered.

He took out his mobile phone and called Fan Zhiguo, but it took a long time before the call was connected.

"Hello?"

The voice on the other end seemed a little hoarse.

"Dad, where are you and mom? I went home for the holiday, but I didn’t see you guys."

Fan Zhiguo was silent for a while, then he said,"Your mom is in the hospital."

"What's the disease? Is it serious?"

Fan Ying's heart skipped a beat. Strictly speaking, Fan Zhiguo and his mother Li Liqiu were not his real parents. They could only be said to be the parents of the original owner of this body, but he inherited the original owner's memories and emotions.

He was both himself and the original Fan Ying. He was anxious from the bottom of his heart about his mother's sudden illness.

Fan Zhiguo was silent again. When Fan Ying urged him, he finally choked and said:

"Leukemia, the doctor said that if I want to cure it, I have to have surgery, and the total cost is about 500,000 or 600,000 yuan."

"Which hospital are you in now?"

"First People's Hospital"

"I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Fan Ying immediately called a taxi to the hospital.

Medical insurance can reimburse leukemia, but Li Liqiu was laid off several years ago, and has been working as a temporary worker on and off since then. She may make money this month, but not the next month.

At first, she paid medical insurance on and off, but then she stopped paying, which means that she has to pay almost all of the 500,000 or 600,000 yuan by herself.

When she arrived at the hospital, she asked the front desk to find the ward, and Fan Ying pushed the door open.

What came into view was the pale face of her mother. She was already thin due to her livelihood, and now she was tortured by the disease and was almost skin and bones.

Fan Ying felt a pain in his heart, and resisted the urge to cry. He squatted gently beside the bed and grabbed his mother's hand

"Mom, I'm here to see you."

Li Liqiu smiled and asked weakly:

"How is life at school? Are you used to it? Is the food in the cafeteria delicious? Do you have a good relationship with your roommates?"

Fan Ying didn't want to cry, but tears flowed uncontrollably.

His mother was sick, but all he talked about were topics that concerned him.

"Mom, I'm doing fine, don't worry."

He felt his mother's hand exerting force, as if he would run away if she didn't do so.

"OK, just get used to it. You are grown up now, you should learn to be independent. If your mother is gone one day, you can live well on your own."

""Mom, don't say that. I just talked to the doctor and he said your condition is not very serious yet. As long as you have surgery, the chances of recovery are very high."

Li Liqiu waved her hand.

"Mom doesn't want to have the surgery, it's too expensive. We don't have much money at home, and we have to save it for you to get married! Mom bought a few insurance policies a few years ago, and when I die, you and your dad will get a lot of money."

"Mom!"

Fan Ying frowned and wanted to say something else, but Fan Zhiguo patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay, stop talking, let your mother rest for a while, and we will go outside to talk."

Fan Ying nodded, helped Li Liqiu cover the quilt, and went to the corridor with Fan Zhiguo.

"You have seen your mother's illness, she must have surgery. I just told you on the phone that it would cost 500,000 or 600,000 yuan to cure her. A conservative estimate is 500,000 yuan, but it will definitely be more than that. It would be good if it does not exceed 600,000 yuan."

"Your mother and I have saved nearly 200,000 yuan from working for many years. Our house was built decades ago and is worthless now. If we sell it, we can probably get 300,000 yuan. All these together make 500,000 yuan. I should be able to borrow the remaining 100,000 yuan from relatives."

"But if we do this, our family will lose our house and be in debt. You will have to figure out how to pay for your tuition, the down payment for a house after graduation, and the wedding gift."

"This is the first option. The second option is like what your mother said. This disease cannot be cured. You don’t have to spend money or sell the house, and you can get a large sum of insurance money."

"You are an adult now, and we have to discuss any family issues with you to see what you think. If you want to treat it, then we will sell the house and borrow money. If you feel the pressure is too great and you don't want to work and study, then we won't treat it."

"You don't have to feel any psychological burden, just say whatever you want to say. It's your mother's own decision not to treat it. She gave herself insurance in order to deal with such a day in the future, and now that day has come."

Fan Ying answered almost without thinking:"Treat it, of course it should be treated!"

"Our family is poor, but we are poor with dignity. If you really have to choose the latter, even if you can get a large sum of money, do you feel at ease spending it? That's my mother. You have to sell me, not to mention the house, to get treatment!"

Fan Zhiguo's dark face rarely showed a smile:"Good job, you are worthy of being my son!"

He has been struggling these days.

He wants to get treatment, but Li Liqiu said that she would not let him get treatment no matter what, saying that she had worked hard for half her life just to save enough money for her son to have a wife, and she must not empty the family's savings because of an illness.

The two had a big fight over this, but in the end, no one convinced the other.

So Fan Ying's answer is crucial.

If Fan Ying said that he would not get treatment, he couldn't say anything, and he still had to live his life. At most, he would buy a few more bottles of wine, and as he drank, he would not remember the uncomfortable feeling.

Fan Ying took out a bank card from his pocket:"Dad, Mom's illness needs to be treated, but our house doesn't need to be sold. There are 200,000 in this card. I will find a way to get the rest of the money."

He had originally planned to take it step by step, learning music bit by bit, and then enter the entertainment industry after graduation, but reality did not allow him to do so.

He needed money more than anyone else.

Fan Zhiguo did not take the bank card, but his face was full of anger:"Where did you get so much money, did you do anything illegal?"

"Impossible, I know clearly what I can and cannot do, so don't worry, the money comes from a legitimate source, it's not what you think!"

"real?"

"Really, don’t you know what your son is like? This is what I earned from writing songs!"

Fan Ying lied a little. He couldn't say that this was the breakup fee from his ex-girlfriend's family, right?

Although it was not from unknown sources, it was embarrassing!

Fan Zhiguo was still skeptical:"You can make money by writing songs?"

"Yes, and I can make a lot of money! Otherwise, how could I have bought a guitar in the first place?"

Fan Ying then accepted the bank card.

"OK, then we won’t sell our house for now. I’ll continue to borrow money from relatives, and you can see if you can still sell songs. Let’s make preparations for both scenarios."