Knowing that the situation at ho probably spread throughout the club, he wasn’t embarrassed to hide it; instead, as if finding soone to confide in, he talked about Xu Hao’s rebellious experiences caused by his parents’ divorce.
Fang Cheng listened patiently, gaining a deeper understanding of Xu Hao’s past and personality, and then comforted him with a few words:
"Every young person goes through a rebellious phase. Once he’s more mature, he’ll understand his parents’ intentions. Coach Xu, don’t be too hard on yourself. I think Xu Hao isn’t inherently bad; he just needs proper guidance. I’ll help you ntor him later."
Xu Maochai took his words as a joke and didn’t take it seriously.
The two briefly talked about club matters and then said their goodbyes.
Fang Cheng showered and changed clothes, planning to head to the music training center on the third floor.
Just as he stepped out of the venue, he saw Zhou Xiui in a floral dress, waiting quietly at the entrance with her guitar case.
Upon seeing Fang Cheng erge, her face instantly lit up with a sweet smile.
"Brother Cheng, you finished training?"
"Yeah, sorry to keep you waiting. How was your lesson today?"
Fang Cheng naturally took the guitar case from her hand, and they walked side by side towards the elevator.
"Pretty good, the teacher taught a new technique today; it’s a bit difficult, but I feel I practiced it well."
While Zhou Xiui spoke, she secretly observed Fang Cheng’s profile.
Noticing he seed a bit different, she softly asked:
"Brother Cheng, do you have sothing on your mind?"
"Nothing much, just thinking about work."
Fang Cheng smiled, not wanting her to worry.
The taxi drove through the evening streets, with the setting sun casting a golden aura on tall buildings, and neon lights began to flicker one by one along the roads.
Zhou Xiui chattered about amusing things from the training class, trying to enliven the atmosphere.
As the vehicle took a turn by the nearby Yu Ying Primary School, Fang Cheng looked towards the school gate.
There were many luxury cars parked, with many well-dressed parents gathered at the gate, so looking out, so helping their children with their backpacks.
At the bus stop in front of the school gate, a girl in a blue school uniform skirt stood alone, her heavy backpack weighing down her slim shoulders.
She occasionally tiptoed to look in the direction of the incoming bus, her small figure looking especially lonely amidst the noisy after-school crowd.
"Stop."
Fang Cheng said to the driver, then opened the car door, waved at the girl, and called:
"Wen Xin!"
Upon seeing Fang Cheng, the girl’s eyes instantly lit up, and a brilliant smile appeared on her face.
She broke into a run towards the taxi:
"Brother! Sister Zhou!"
"Quickly get in the car."
Fang Cheng opened the car door for her, making room for her.
Because Wen Huixi was busy at the clinic, she was often hesitant to take ti off to pick up her daughter.
Generally, Wen Xin chose to take the bus ho after school.
If Zhou Xiui also had a class that day, they would arrange to go ho together.
Today, Fang Cheng happened to be on the way, so he ca to pick her up.
With Wen Xin’s arrival, the atmosphere in the car instantly beca more lively.
Zhou Xiui asked Wen Xin about her day at school, how she was getting along with classmates, and whether she could keep up with her studies.
Though Wen Xin was a bit shy around outsiders, she was particularly relaxed and lively in front of Fang Cheng and Zhou Xiui, answering seriously, occasionally sharing new knowledge learned today, and reciting lessons aloud.
Listening to the clear laughter of the two girls, feeling this simple and genuine warmth, a certain conviction within Fang Cheng grew stronger.
No matter what storm he might face, he must protect these cherished people, ensuring his mother, grandfather, uncle, and these two girls in the car now, like family, remain unhard.
At that mont, Wen Xin, sitting beside Fang Cheng, seed to sense the weight and resolve that flashed deep in his heart, her small hand quietly holding his large hand, her face tilted up, with a hint of concern in her clear eyes.
A subtle thought, sothing only Fang Cheng could "hear," entered his mind:
"Brother... are you... unhappy?"
Fang Cheng’s heart stirred, and he returned her a reassuring look, responding silently with his thoughts:
"Brother is fine, don’t worry."
At that instant, the silent communication with Wen Xin was like a spark, suddenly illuminating a corner in his mind.
Establishing a safer, more secret way to communicate with Xu Hao... perhaps a thod like this could be used?
A communication link based on spiritual power and special sensing?
Fang Cheng’s gaze turned to the rapidly shifting cityscape outside the window, deep in thought.
Perhaps from now on, he should explore new attempts and explorations regarding ditation Ability.
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