bookbashuk Chapter 233 You Will Be Able to Overcome the Difficulties Before You
Chapter 233 You Will Be Able to Overcome the Difficulties Before You
Time passed quietly and night gradually fell. He Yuliang was still writing in his study, his thoughts flying, and his words were full of his understanding and feelings about life. The street lights outside the window cast a soft light, reflecting his focused and straight figure.
Before he knew it, his phone rang again. He Yuliang looked at the screen and saw another unfamiliar number. He hesitated, but still answered the call.
"Hello, I'm the account manager of XXX Bank. We have received your application and would like to confirm with you." A kind voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Oh, yes, I applied for a loan." He Yuliang said.
"Okay, what is the purpose of your loan?" asked the account manager.
He Yuliang pondered for a moment, and then said frankly: "I want to give my parents some money so that they can live a better life."
After hearing this, the account manager couldn't help but secretly praise the young man's filial piety. He smiled and said, "It's very touching. How much do you need?"
He Yuliang thought about it, and then said, "I want to borrow 20,000 yuan."
The account manager was slightly surprised, but immediately regained his composure: "Okay, I'll help you. Please provide some necessary materials and I'll process it for you as soon as possible."
He Yuliang nodded, thanked the account manager for his help, and hung up the phone. His heart was filled with satisfaction and joy, because he knew that he was about to bring a surprise and warmth to his parents.
The next day, He Yuliang prepared all the materials according to the requirements of the bank account manager and went to the bank to go through the loan procedures. Although the whole process was a bit cumbersome, he was in a good mood because he knew that this was for the good of his parents.
After completing the formalities, He Yuliang returned home, turned on his computer, and began to write an email to his parents. In the email, he expressed his filial piety and gratitude, and told them that a surprise was on the way. After writing the email, he sent another WeChat message to his parents, telling them that he had something important to tell them.
Soon, his parents walked into the living room and looked at He Yuliang curiously. He Yuliang smiled and handed the phone to them.
"Mom and Dad, I applied for a loan and plan to give you a surprise," said He Yuliang.
The parents took the phone and looked at the emails and WeChat messages inside, with a hint of surprise and touching in their eyes. They did not expect He Yuliang to do such a thing for them, and their hearts were filled with gratitude and relief.
"Child, why are you so kind?" the mother said with emotion.
"Yes, son, you are so sensible." The father also looked grateful.
He Yuliang looked at his parents' smiles, his heart filled with happiness and satisfaction. He knew that his hard work and dedication had finally paid off, and his parents would live a happier life because of it. At this moment, He Yuliang felt that everything was worth it.
"Mom and Dad, this is your money. I hope you enjoy using it." He Yuliang said, handing them a bank card.
The parents took the bank card and looked at He Yuliang with gratitude. They knew that this was not only a fortune, but also the love and care of their son for them.
"Child, you are our pride," said the mother with emotion.
"Yes, son, we are proud of you." The father also looked proud.
He Yuliang smiled. He knew that his efforts were far from enough. He still had more things to do and more dreams to realize. He would continue to work hard to convey warmth and strength with his words and fill the world with love and hope.
As the night deepened, He Yuliang sat in the study room with dim lights. He held a pen in his hand, but his thoughts were in a mess. In the past few days, he had been shrouded in an indescribable sense of depression, as if a heavy mountain was pressing on his heart, making him breathless.
He muttered to himself that he was in a fog and couldn't find the direction to move forward. He was frustrated by the publishing house, and the conversations with his family couldn't make him feel relieved. He felt like he was drifting in a vast ocean, helpless and frustrated.
Suddenly, the ringing of the phone broke his thoughts. He looked at the caller ID and saw that it was the number of an old friend. He hesitated for a moment, but finally answered the call.
"Hello, is this He Yuliang?" A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
"It's me. What's the matter?" He Yuliang was a little puzzled, wondering what this old friend wanted to talk to him about.
"I heard that you've been having some trouble at the publishing house lately. What happened?" asked the old friend.
He Yuliang was silent for a while, then said softly: "Nothing, just some small things."
"A small matter? I don't believe you when you say that." There was a hint of worry in the old friend's voice.
He Yuliang sighed. He really couldn't hide it from his old friend. "Actually, I've had some conflicts with my editor at the publishing house recently. I feel like I can't do this anymore."
"How could this happen? Haven't you always been talented?" the old friend asked in confusion.
"Maybe I'm too persistent, or maybe my writing is not good enough. The editor is always dissatisfied with my work." He Yuliang explained with a wry smile.
"Don't say that. Your writing has always been great and I have always admired your work," the old friend comforted.
He Yuliang listened gratefully, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He knew that this old friend really cared about him, and this kind of sincere care was exactly what he needed most at the moment.
"Thank you, I will try my best." He Yuliang said gratefully.
"You're welcome. You have to believe in yourself and you will be able to overcome the difficulties in front of you." The old friend encouraged.
After the call, He Yuliang felt a little better. He knew that no matter what difficulties he encountered, he could not give up easily. He had to keep going until he succeeded.
However, in the silence of the night, He Yuliang's heart was still turbulent. He lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and thought about everything. His heart was oppressed by an invisible force, as if an invisible hand was tightly strangling his throat.
He felt like a lonely ship, swept into a turbulent ocean by huge waves. He struggled to find a glimmer of hope and a way out, but found himself sinking deeper and deeper into despair.
The moonlight from the window shone through the curtains, casting a dark shadow on his lonely figure. He closed his eyes and tried to calm down, but the restlessness in his heart could not be calmed down.
At this late hour, He Yuliang felt like an isolated island trapped in the vast ocean. He felt that he could not find the direction to move forward, nor could he find a ray of hope.