C 233.1 I love you the most in the world [Entertainment circle]

Chapter 233.1

Editor: Princess

The next afternoon, Lin An Lan hurried out as soon as school ended. Cheng Yu quickly caught up, walking beside him. “I’ll go with you.”

Lin An Lan thought it over. After all, he’d connected with Professor Wang through Cheng Yu, so naturally it would be best if he was willing to come along.

“Thank you.”

“No problem.” Cheng Yu smiled. “I don’t have anything to do at home anyway, and going with you means I can see if there’s anything I can help with.”

Hearing this, Lin An Lan’s heart stirred. Remembering their relationship in the dream, he asked, “Why are you helping me so much?”

The question caught Cheng Yu off guard. He was already sixteen or seventeen, not some six- or seven-year-old kid, so he couldn’t very well say “I want to be friends with you.” So he could only respond, “We’re all classmates, right? Of course I’d help when I can. Besides, aren’t you supposed to be my little tutor? Naturally I hope I can help you too.”

Reasonable and well-founded, very much in line with socialist core values. Lin An Lan nodded and didn’t pursue it further.

He hailed a taxi, and he and Cheng Yu went to the hospital together.

Professor Wang had arrived earlier than them. He’d already asked about Mother Lin’s condition and had her redo some tests. Now he was discussing changing hospital rooms with Lin An Lan’s parents.

Mother Lin was reluctant, feeling that the current room was fine. It was crowded, yes, but cheap, and there were people to chat with.

But Father Lin disagreed. Mother Lin was getting on in years, and though the doctor said the surgery success rate wasn’t low, he’d also tactfully indicated that at this age, the risks would be somewhat higher.

Father Lin was terrified that if something really happened to her, she’d still be frugally saving money on her deathbed. The thought of future regret was unbearable, so he immediately expressed their willingness to move to a better room.

The two were still arguing when Lin An Lan and Cheng Yu entered.

They immediately saw Professor Wang in his white coat. After politely asking about the situation, Lin An Lan also urged Mother Lin to change rooms.

With a different room, he could stay with Mother Lin instead of leaving only one person for care because this room was too crowded.

Seeing him say this, Mother Lin stopped insisting and agreed to move to a VIP room.

Professor Wang chatted briefly with Cheng Yu, then didn’t stay long, just saying he’d come check on her daily and they could do surgery in a week.

Cheng Yu repeatedly expressed his thanks.

Mother Lin watched this, and after Professor Wang left, she earnestly thanked him.

Since connecting with Professor Wang was good news, Lin An Lan had told his parents about it last night so they could feel somewhat more at ease.

Father Lin and Mother Lin weren’t stubborn people. Knowing that their son had helped find connections, they didn’t feel that the other party looked down on them. Instead, they were very grateful to Cheng Yu, simultaneously marveling at this youthful friendship—how genuine children’s feelings were for each other—while telling Lin An Lan that he had to help him more in the future and never forget this kindness.

Lin An Lan naturally agreed.

Because of this, the Lin family elders were particularly fond of Cheng Yu when they saw him now. Holding his hands, they asked how his studies were going, thanked him repeatedly, and said he had to tell them if he ever needed anything. If Cheng Yu hadn’t clearly been from a wealthy family—beyond their reach—Father Lin and Mother Lin would have wanted to adopt him as a godson.

How clever was Cheng Yu?! Seeing such a perfect opportunity before him, he quickly acted cute: “My grades aren’t very good, not as good as Lin An Lan’s. But fortunately Lin An Lan is kind. Whenever I ask him questions at school, he always answers them seriously. So this time, I was just helping out casually. Uncle and Auntie, you don’t need to be so polite.”

Father Lin had been a teacher for half his life and loved nothing more than students who actively asked questions after class. For a responsible veteran teacher like him, he wasn’t afraid of students who couldn’t learn well. He was afraid of students who didn’t want to learn.

So hearing Cheng Yu say this, he immediately liked him even more: “You’re only in your second year of high school. It’s fine if your grades aren’t good now. As long as you work hard later, you can catch up. Having this mindset and knowing to ask others questions proves you’re diligent and eager to learn. You’ll definitely catch up in the future.”

“I hope so.” Cheng Yu smiled. “When my grades improve, I’ll give Lin An Lan a big red envelope.”

“That’s not necessary.” Father Lin smiled warmly. “You’re classmates, helping each other with studies is what you should do. An Lan isn’t helping you for any reward. Your grades improving would be the best reward for him.”

Lin An Lan nodded cooperatively. “Mm.”

“Then I’ll definitely work hard.” Cheng Yu said.

“Good.” Father Lin was very satisfied.

Then he said as if remembering something: “An Lan, why don’t you and Xiao Cheng do homework here for a while? I’ll go buy you some food. That way, you can also see what Xiao Cheng doesn’t understand and help him.”

“Right.” Looking at her newly changed room, Mother Lin now thought it was quite nice. It was spacious and quiet, suitable for the children to do homework.

“This room has a table that’s big enough for both of you to write. Try to finish early so you can go straight to sleep when you get home.”

“Okay.” Lin An Lan smiled.

He picked up his schoolbag and glanced at Cheng Yu. Cheng Yu quickly stood up and walked with him to the round table nearby.

Cheng Yu pulled a chair right next to Lin An Lan’s and sat beside him. Lin An Lan looked up at him. Cheng Yu blinked innocently: “This is more convenient.”

Lin An Lan thought: Is it?

He somewhat suspected that Cheng Yu was already starting to like him at this point. Otherwise, why would he be so dedicated to his mother’s situation? Not only that, even doing homework, he had to sit right next to him.

But thinking it over, he didn’t refuse, just said, “You write first. Ask me when you don’t understand something.”

“Mm.”

Seeing them pick up their pens, Father Lin prepared to go downstairs to buy food. Before leaving, he thought of something else: “Xiao Cheng, is it okay for you not to go home for dinner? Won’t your parents worry?”

Cheng Yu shook his head, very well-behaved: “My dad doesn’t care about these things. I live alone.”

Mother Lin found this strange and asked, “What about your mom?”

Cheng Yu smiled, his voice very soft: “She’s not around anymore. She’s been gone since I was in middle school.”

Not only Father Lin and Mother Lin, even Lin An Lan froze, staring at him in shock.

Mother Lin immediately felt regretful: “I’m sorry, Xiao Cheng. Auntie didn’t mean to.”

“It’s fine.” Cheng Yu didn’t mind these things. “You were just concerned about me, Auntie. I know.”

Mother Lin smiled slightly, feeling somewhat sorry for him.

Father Lin also felt that such a kind, loving, and studious child shouldn’t have encountered such circumstances. His heart filled with pity, and his occupational hazard kicked in again. He began worrying about whether Cheng Yu’s family environment might affect his college entrance exam.

This wasn’t his fault—for Father Lin, he’d spent half his life worrying about students. What he feared most was when students’ families had problems during their second or third year of high school, causing children who could have gotten into first-tier universities to end up in second or third-tier schools, or unable to take the exam at all.

Wouldn’t this directly affect the child’s entire future?!

So after buying food and returning, Father Lin still worriedly asked, “Xiao Cheng, are you usually alone at home?”

Cheng Yu nodded: “My dad is busy, and our house is far away. For convenience with school, I moved near the school.”

“Your dad is comfortable with that? He didn’t find someone to take care of you?”

Lin An Lan listened quietly, also wondering about this.

Cheng Yu smiled: “It’s fine. I can manage on my own. I’m already 17, I’m not a little kid anymore.”

Father Lin felt that this wasn’t the right way to think about it. Students who hadn’t graduated were still children! He thought Cheng Yu’s father was inappropriate. How could he let his child live alone?

Cheng Yu wanting to study well and moving near school wasn’t a problem. It showed he was motivated and progressive. But as a father, he couldn’t be absent!

Especially during the crucial second year of high school, when children easily felt psychological pressure and most needed parental companionship and encouragement. How could he be absent?!

But Cheng Yu wasn’t his student after all, and it wouldn’t be appropriate to directly contact Cheng Yu’s parents to tell them to care for and accompany their son more. So he could only pat Cheng Yu’s shoulder and say, “If you encounter any problems in life, call An Lan. You’re classmates, and living alone, you’ll inevitably need help sometimes. Don’t feel like you’re troubling anyone, just ask An Lan to help you.”