My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

After Li Bo recovered from his fever, Zhou Yanshao stayed by his side, doing everything he could to help him.

The pampered young master Zhou, who had never experienced hardship, actually stayed with him every day in the cramped, dilapidated rented room. No matter how hard he tried to get rid of him, he wouldn't leave. He never complained about how shabby Li Bo's rented room was; he just added new items to it every day.

Every day when Li Bo came home, the house was different.

He finally couldn't hold back any longer: "I won't be staying here for long, so there's no need for all this trouble."

Li Bo did not want to have too much involvement with Zhou Yanshao.

Zhou Yanshao frowned: "It's not a big deal. I'll just find someone to sell it after you move out."

Li Bo couldn't refuse any longer and didn't say anything more. When they slept that night, because the bed was too small, the two of them were very close together. Zhou Yanshao was afraid that he would fall off, so he reached out and hugged him, asking, "Li Bo, where are you planning to go to school?"

Li Bo's grades were good enough to get into Peking University, and he had even received a phone call from them, but Li Bo hadn't replied. Zhou Yanshao knew about this.

Li Bo shifted his position: "I'd like to go somewhere farther away, but I haven't decided yet."

Zhou Yanshao said, "I will probably have to stay in the capital because I need to train and can't go too far."

"Um."

"But I'm a little worried about you."

"There's nothing to worry about."

"What if you get sick again?" Zhou Yanshao was silent for a while. "First-tier cities, or cities within 500 kilometers of Beijing. No more than that. Any further and there are no flights that go back and forth in a day. Driving there would take more than ten hours round trip. It would be difficult for me to take care of you then."

"You don't need to take care of me."

"No." Zhou Yanshao was very stubborn.

Li Bo ignored him.

The next day, Zhou Yanshao increased the speed from 500 kilometers to 800 kilometers, which was his concession.

Li Bo still ignored him.

Zhou Yanshao got angry: "A one-way trip of 1,000 kilometers takes more than ten hours!"

Li Bo still ignored him.

Zhou Yanshao didn't say anything. Two days later, he said again, "Forget it, as long as I don't go abroad... I have trouble getting a visa."

Zhou Yanshao knew that Li Bo didn't want to stay in the Li family or in the capital, so he wanted to go further away, even if the school wasn't that good, he would choose a city further away.

Li Bo remained silent.

When Zhou Yanshao returned from work that evening, he said again, "Never mind, I'll figure something out."

Li Bo slept with his back to Zhou Yanshao every night. He was actually waiting for the day when Zhou Yanshao would leave this small, dilapidated house and give up communicating with him. But he didn't get to see that. Instead, he waited until the time to fill out college applications.

Li Bo didn't even turn on his computer on the first day. On the second day, he went out early in the morning and used his newly received salary to buy Zhou Yanshao a pair of shoes.

The shoes Li Bo bought were the most expensive shoes he had ever owned, but they were the cheapest for Zhou Yanshao.

Zhou Yanshao looked at the shoes. "You're not saving money anymore?"

"Um."

"I don't want a refund."

"It's your birthday today. Thank you for taking care of me for so long."

"That's still not necessary." Zhou Yanshao knew this money was important to Li Bo. He frowned and asked, "No, where exactly do you want to study... and you even bought me shoes? Are you trying to coax me? Or do you want to cut ties with me completely?"

Li Bo put the shoes aside, turned on his computer, and filled out his application for Peking University.

Zhou Yanshao: "Why?"

"I've thought about it, and Kyoto University is pretty good."

"You didn't mean to..."

"We've already made it this far, so what's another four? There's no need to gamble with our future just to spite someone."

"..." Zhou Yanshao remained silent for a long time, "No."

Zhou Yanshao snatched the computer away, found schools in Guizhou for Li Bo, and asked, "Would this be okay? You could go back to your hometown; you probably prefer the environment there."

"I don't like it, I don't eat spicy food."

"Then I'll help you look again..."

"Really, I don't need to." Li Bo turned off the computer.

That night, Zhou Yanshao tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep.

When Li Bo got up to use the restroom, Zhou Yanshao suddenly hugged him from behind and asked, "Did my words affect you? Actually, you don't have to stay in the capital. And those shoes, you can return them tomorrow and go somewhere farther away, or I can send you abroad."

Li Bo's nose tingled a little: "You're still awake?"

"Just woke up."

"It was my own decision, you don't need to think too much about it." Lying was something Li Bo had to do to survive, and he was used to it.

Li Bo had chosen Zhou Yanshao from a very early stage.

Zhou Yanshao, however, was unaware of this.

Li Bo had no family. He died very early. His father died in a car accident the year he was born, and his mother was frail and bedridden. The family had no money, so Li Bo would steal from other people's homes, ten or twenty yuan at a time. He didn't understand how much money it would take to save his mother's life.

The village is full of people and eyes, how could the skinny Li Bo possibly sneak into other people's homes and steal money every time?

Li Bo didn't know, and he himself didn't realize, that he was still too young.

However, Li Bo's mother found out about this and was so angry that she wanted to hit Li Bo. Li Bo held onto the money tightly and refused to return it no matter what.

Li Bo's mother said it was theft, that he was a thief.

Li Bo didn't care; he could be a thief.

Later, while he was asleep, the woman returned his money to each house, apologized, and when she got home, Li Bo stood at the door, looking at his mother, his little fists clenched, and cried angrily, "I hate you!"

Li Bo ran away.

When Li Bo's mother found him, he was behind a small haystack, sobbing incessantly.

Li Bo's mother picked up young Li Bo and gently coaxed him, "Alright, you've done something bad and you're still crying."

Li Bo didn't speak, but struggled to get down and said he could walk.

Li Bo held his mother's hand and went home.

His mother wiped his face dry and told him, "Ah Huai, stealing will get you punished. You can't do that again."

Li Bo didn't listen; he wasn't that conscious yet. He just muttered angrily, "Don't you want to stay with me?"

"No, Mom..."

I don't eat much.

Li Bo's mother hugged him tightly. Li Bo didn't remember which year it was or how old he was. He only remembered that it was winter, before the New Year, and the villagers held a funeral for his mother.

Before leaving, his mother touched his face, gave him a bag containing money, a household registration booklet, and a note.

Li Bo couldn't read, didn't even know his own name, and couldn't understand the contents of the note.

As he grew up, he couldn't remember clearly, only vaguely recalling that it was five words.

It's probably the name of the welfare home.