If God Has Love

###Chapter1,Honor and righteousness are comparable to Gold-Supported Masses, Z Country, Anqing City. When the night fell on this not very prosperous ordinary city again, all the people in the city, who had red lights (night clubs, bars, and canteens) woke up again under the call of the night, emitting her unique rotten but attractive breath, and lured the lonely or crazy people to walk numbly towards the skin area inside. The Southern District of Anqing City was an estate not far from the city's eighth middle school. "Dong dong..." "Who is it?" The door opened, and a middle-aged woman opened it. She looked at the handsome young man in front of her with smiling eyes. "Who are you looking for?" The teenager politely smiled and said, "Hello, auntie. I am the monitor of Su Xiang, and this is my student's card. The end of the exam is coming. In order to help the students who are difficult to study in the class, the teacher specially asked me to tutor Su Xiang." The middle-aged woman looked at the student card in the boy's hand, and her face showed surprise. She very enthusiastically welcomed the boy in. "Hurry up, hurry up, oh, I am so grateful. Su Xiang has always been disobedient. He has made trouble for you. You see, I have to come to tutor him at night. Thank you so much. Quick, come in, Su Xiang is in that room. Go sit down and I'll bring you fruit." The youngster stopped the woman as he walked. "Aunty, don't trouble yourself. I still have to go to the next house later. Stay here for an hour. Please don't bother." With that, he opened the door that the woman was pointing towards. He smiled at the woman, gently closed the door, and locked it from the inside. In the room, a tall and thin teenager who was playing with the line of fire next to the computer muttered irritably, "What are you doing again? I'll read after this game. Aren't you tired of reading books again and again?" A smile slowly appeared on the boy's face. He walked to the computer and gently called, "It's me, you brat." The young boy, who was having fun, turned his head and said, "It's you. I thought it was my mother. What do you think? Have you finished everything?" The young man who just entered the door sat down beside the young man who was playing computer. He said slowly, "Well, it's all done, but you still have the mood to play games." The young man, who was playing a game, turned off his computer immediately. He took out a packet of cigarettes from the computer desk, opened it, and handed one to the young man beside him. He also took one and lit it. He took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Boss, it's not easy for me. I was forced by my mother to read and write as soon as I got home. You know, I have a headache when I see a book, so I hide in the room to play games to vent my anger. You have to be considerate of me." The young man rolled his eyes at Su Xiang and said, "I don't care how you guys are playing. As long as you give me a satisfactory result for the college entrance examination, if you can't get a bachelor degree, you must get it for me." Su Xiang said with an evil smile, "We don't want to have a bachelor's degree at all. But don't worry. Even if we can't get into the university, I and Old Bai will ask the uncles of that university to get us in. Then we can be together again. Haha." The young man didn't say anything, absent-mindedly smoking the cigarette that was about to burn out as if he was thinking about something. When Su saw this scene, he only released two light sighs. Then, he handed the young man a complete cigarette that hadn't been lit yet, softly asking, "You're still thinking about her? Why the trouble? It's not your fault, you've already done everything well enough. Moreover, she already left. Even if she didn't leave, do you all still have a chance of being together? That's impossible, since a segment of relationship has already left, there is no way one can come back. For example, a vase, even though it looks perfect, once it is broken, even if it is perfectly mended, there will still be a c***k. Emotions are like a vase. Once it is broken, as time goes on, the c***k will slowly grow, eventually pushing one further. If you want to think about it, remember, you are the unique Zhangsong, no one can casually knock you down." It turned out that the boy who visited Su Xiang's home in the middle of the night was his classmate Zhang Song, because he was a young boy who couldn't extricate himself from a hard-to-forget first love. It was also for this young and true love that he gave him all the feelings he could give, but fate made him a super big joke. Before he came to the end, his originally happy lovers had to separate for some reason. After he lost his first love, he had no passion for life at all, and he showed a cold attitude toward people who didn't care about anything, just like how outsiders evaluated him. Indeed, right now, the most direct feeling he gave others was that he was extremely cold and unapproachable, not suitable for approach, let alone when interacting with him. Outsiders didn't dare to easily associate with him either. Of course, there were exceptions to everything. Even though he was extremely opposed to outsiders, he still had his own life circle and circle of friends. He still had a group of quite good friends, using their words to describe him as a loyal friend, even a brother. Su Xiang was one of them. The young man called Zhang Song smiled sadly and put away his lost feelings. He slowly opened his mouth and said to himself, "Those who passed will never come again. The end of the life can't be changed. Maybe I should believe in fate. Love will never come again after separation. Flowers will wither, but they will still bloom again. Love can only stay outside of the clouds in the world. Just like that, Su Xiang looked at this brother who was about the same age as him. Suddenly, he had a misconception that how a sixteen or seventeen year old youth could display the feeling of great changes only through experiencing the rise and fall of time could one display. He silently watched his own best brother. He didn't know what he should say right now, perhaps silence was the best way to explain it. To console him? Even though they were all about the same age, Su Xiang felt that he wasn't as mature as he was, so what right did he have to comfort himself, what kind of words should he use to show concern? "Has your hand recovered yet?" After getting rid of the complex emotions in his mind, Su Xiang suddenly thought of something and asked with concern. "Well, it's almost done. In a few days, I can pull out the steel bars inside." Zhang Song slightly curved his mouth and waved his left hand at Su Xiang, indicating that Su Xiang's left hand would soon be able to exercise as usual as before. Su Xiang laughed from the heart and joked, "Well, it seems that your recovery is effective. You'd better hurry up. The annual high-chrom Football Contest is about to begin in half a month. We are all looking forward to going to the battlefield with you." Hearing this, Zhang Song frowned and did not speak. After a full minute, he took a long sigh of relief and said, "This hand has become like this because of the football. I don't want to play the basketball anymore in this life. I won't participate in this football competition. You must get the championship for me, otherwise, don't come back to see me." Su Xiang was very surprised by Zhang Song's words and said in surprise, "What, don't play football anymore? Are you kidding? Footballs and basketball are what you love most and are good at. How can you say that you won't touch them if you don't? This makes me very puzzled." Zhang Song raised his long, flowing hair and said seriously, "So what if you like it the most? It's just exercise. No matter how good you have been, you can't eat it. I'm here tonight to tell you, after a period of time, at least a week or half a month, I'll be out for a period of time and come back when the class starts next semester. It's still not certain yet, but I'll definitely come back and take the college entrance examination with you before the college entrance examination. I hope you can work hard and don't let me down during my absence." Su Xiang stared at Zhang Song's eyes, trying to see something, but he failed. Now, Zhang Song could see nothing but endless vicissitudes in his eyes. He didn't find any clues. Su Xiang still guessed the reasons for Zhang Song's understanding. He said softly, "Are you going out to be an official and pay next semester's tuition? Didn't we agree that we'll level up your fee? What's wrong with your brain?" Zhang Song stared at Su Xiang, his eyes full of gratitude. He licked his dry lips and said lightly, "I can count on you this time, and I can also count on you next time, but I can't count on you all for a lifetime. One year, or another year, we all have to be admitted to college. High school expenses are nothing more than a drop in the bucket for college, not to mention we will have to stay at least three or four years in the future. I know you are good to me, but I can't take your kindness as a reason to show off. For our friendship, I should go to work more. Only in this way can I face all of you and raise my head and stand up in front of you. If you still treat me as a brother, don't say anything more. I have made up my mind. You know I won't change what I have decided." Su Xiang did not speak, but stepped forward and hugged Zhang Song fiercely. After a long time, the two separated. Su Xiang said slowly, "We didn't misjudge you. Having you as my brother in this life is the biggest fortune in my life. I will guard this fortune forever because it is the shared wealth of the nine of us brothers." Zhang Song nodded firmly. "With this life and your eight brothers by your side, I will come back with a smile no matter how great the suffering is outside. I will give you a safe mind." "Remember to call us when you leave this time, as long as you are all right outside. We will miss you." In desperation, Su Xiang had to say some peaceful wishes. Zhang Song grinned and said, "I'm just going out for a while, and it's not like I won't be back. When I get there, I'll give you guys a message. I won't forget you." Su Xiang nodded vigorously, but he didn't say anything else. In fact, he had too many things to say, but at this moment, his mood had already broken his heart. He didn't know what his brother should say to his best friend. It was because they understood each other that he knew that once Zhang Song made a decision, there would be absolutely no room for discussion. Every time at this time, silence could best explain the brotherhood between brothers. The silent blessing in their hearts was the best concern. He personally went downstairs to see off Zhang Song as he left the estate. He looked at his brother, who had a miserable life and experienced many vicissitudes of life, walking far away and finally completely disappeared in the quiet and dark street. At this moment, Su Xiang, who thought that he was heartless, finally shed his precious tears. For nothing else, but for this good friend, his good brother, whom he had known for less than two years. He silently prayed for Zhang Song... At midnight, Zhang Song returned to his 16-year old shabby residential area. He was lying alone on the bed, playing with his birthday mother's first gift, which was the only present so far. Staring at the half-green jade pendant, a self-deprecating bitter smile appeared on his young face. At this moment, a spotlessly white figure appeared in Zhang Song's mind. The smile and the look in his eyes all made Zhang Song deeply immersed. "She has left for nine months. Will she come back? Is she living well in nine months? Does she still remember me? Or has she already forgotten me?" Zhang Song was worried.