Global Film Emperor

Chapter 93 Finding a Reason to Live

Hiding under the covers, Lu Ze shivered uncontrollably, his eyes fixed on the bedroom door. He stared at it all night, wanting to see Lu Weiguo, but not daring to.

He was terrified the first time he saw Lu Weiguo return home covered in blood, looking at him with one eye from the doorway. Even now, he often sees his father's figure, but he still feels fear.

But yesterday, Lu Weiguo grabbed his hand for the first time and stopped him from killing. For the first time, he had any interaction with his deceased father, and he had begun to influence Lu Ze's life.

Suddenly he heard the front door being pushed open, and footsteps approaching. His heart began to pound. Then Li Yumei went into the bedroom.

"mom"

“It’s too cold in this room. Let me light a fire for you. Mom, look at your face.”

Li Yumei's rough hands touched Lu Ze's face. There was a very obvious handprint on his face that hadn't faded even after a night, which made her feel very distressed.

"I'm fine, I'll go start a fire."

He hadn't had his face touched by his mother in a long time, which made him very uncomfortable. He quickly put on his shoes, went outside to fetch firewood, and silently sat on a small stool to light the stove.

She brought food. Actually, that man is usually quite nice, but he will scold Li Yumei when he is in a bad mood. He rarely hits her, but he happened to hit her yesterday, and Lu Ze caught him doing so.

She brought food, braised ribbonfish, which the man asked Li Yumei to bring after he sobered up, because he knew that Lu Ze only earned a few thousand yuan a year from farming, and he couldn't afford to eat it normally.

Lu Ze accepted the man's apology, otherwise Li Yumei would be caught in the middle and have a hard time. He sat by the stove, lit the pure copper pipe left by the old master of the Lu family, and silently smoked it.

"Let's eat."

What can a widowed, remarried woman do? Even if she is beaten, she can only silently accept it. As a traditional woman, being widowed is not a shameful thing, but getting a divorce is a different matter. People in the village will gossip about her, especially since her income is not high. Her husband is supporting Lu Nan's schooling. If they divorce, Lu Nan will have no money to go to school.

She felt that she had not wronged Lu Weiguo, that man, or Lu Nan. The only person she owed the most to was her son. In the years since he developed mental problems, she had not fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother and had not taken good care of him.

For a moment, she choked up. Lu Ze didn't say anything, but just tapped his pipe and picked up his chopsticks.

As he ate, Li Yumei watched him and reached out to touch Lu Ze's long hair, but Lu Ze dodged slightly, as he wasn't used to Li Yumei touching him.

"I want to go out."

Li Yumei didn't understand Lu Ze's words and was stunned for a moment: "Where to?"

"I want to leave the village and go out to work."

This was what Lu Ze had decided this morning. He couldn't stay in the village anymore. He often saw Lu Weiguo appearing in various corners of the village, which made Lu Ze even contemplate suicide. He thought that if he changed his environment, or went to a place Lu Weiguo had never been, perhaps he wouldn't appear.

“No, I don’t trust you to go out. What can you do outside? Listen to me, stay in the village quietly.”

She was a heartless mother, but she wasn't a carefree one. Given his mental state, it was questionable whether he could even survive outside.

"Do you want to see me hang myself in the house tomorrow?"

That's what he was thinking. If things continued like this, it would be better to die. Although he wanted to live, he felt that this was worse than death. He thought that if he went out and explored the world, he might find a reason to live.

"But what can you do outside? I'm scared."

"At least I can survive, I won't starve. I want to find a reason to live. As things are now, there's no meaning to living."

Lu Ze had made up his mind. He wanted to leave. He finally had the courage to look his mother in the eye and spoke resolutely: he had to go. Li Yumei couldn't refuse because she was truly afraid that when she saw her son again, he would be hanging from the rafters, no longer breathing. She couldn't gamble on that, because she knew her son had mental problems.

"Then Mom will buy you a cell phone another day. When you want to come back, just call Mom and I'll come pick you up. Is that okay?"

Lu Ze didn't say anything. He just put the empty bowl on the stove, went back to his room, and hid under the covers. He became a coward, avoiding all of his mother's concern. He couldn't accept it.

Li Yumei glanced at him lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) with the empty bowl in her hand, sighed, and left. She was going to town soon to buy Lu Ze a cell phone, using her own money and not spending anyone else's.

It snowed in the afternoon. When Li Yumei returned from town, it was already dark. She was holding the cell phone she had left for Lu Ze. It wasn't expensive, just over six hundred yuan, the cheapest model in the cell phone store.

"Son? Son?"

There were no lights in the room because Lu Ze never turned them on; it would waste electricity. His income was low, and he was so poor that he even felt bad about the electricity bill.

She called out twice, but no one answered. With trembling hands, Li Yumei pushed open the door, which was still unlocked. This house, which held the memories of the Lu family of four, had nothing left for a thief to visit.

"Clap."

A tear fell to the ground because Lu Ze wasn't in the room. The bedding was dirty, but it was neatly folded. When the drawer was opened, there wasn't a single piece of clothing inside.

Li Yumei had never regretted anything as much as she did today. Her only son was gone. She knew he hated her, but she never expected that he wouldn't even say goodbye to her on the day he left.

She had anticipated this day when she gave up on Lu Ze, but it still came so suddenly that she couldn't accept it.

Sitting in the chair, she burst into tears. From this day forward, she had no son, never again.
Meanwhile, Lu Ze had already boarded the bus bound for Fengtian. His future, like this bus, was running in the dark, with no clear path ahead.

He arrived in Fengtian at 10 p.m. He didn’t have any tools to tell time on him, but he found out when he saw the clock tower on the street.

He was carrying a large snakeskin bag, and people passing by would walk around him because Lu Ze didn't look like a normal person.

He found a small hotel, costing thirty yuan a night, and planned to stay there for the night before starting his job search tomorrow.

"Give me the money and register it in this book. Just write it down as shown here."

The rather plump hotel owner threw the registration book on the table, waiting for Lu Ze to pay. But just as he reached into his bag, Lu Ze panicked.

"Where's my money? Where's my money? My money... my money is gone!"

Lu Ze frantically rummaged through his bag, and then he saw a cut in it. Clearly, the more than four thousand yuan he had saved up over five years was gone! Someone had stolen it!
"I"

"If you lose your money, go to the police station. It's right across the street to the left after you go out."

The landlady had been running the hotel for over twenty years, and such incidents were not uncommon. Over time, she had lost her compassion. She simply pointed out the way to Lu Ze, then put away the registration book and continued watching TV and eating sunflower seeds.

"thanks, thanks!"

Lu Ze picked up his bag and ran towards the police station, hoping to find it now since it hadn't been lost for long.

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