"Grandpa, honestly, I never thought that thing would happen, that you did sothing like that, and I never expected you would shout at your own biological father. You seem like a completely different person now compared to before. I don’t understand why you beca like that in the past, but I know it wasn’t your true intention, you’re not that kind of person."
"You feel that I’m different now compared to before. Once you hear all my stories, you’ll feel the difference is even greater. You won’t want to believe how terrible I used to be, and you’d rather believe how I am now. Perhaps after hearing my stories, your misunderstandings about will beco more cautious."
Zhang Ni doesn’t know how to respond to these words at the mont. After hearing these things, he’s already felt sothing. If he continues to listen to my stories, what will he beco, will he accept the tumultuous changes, he has no way to determine.
"Grandpa, I hope you continue speaking, I want you to pour out all your unhappiness and pain, don’t keep it inside, okay?"
Zhang Zhentian sighed; he felt he indeed needed to say everything, couldn’t live like this, living like this was too exhausting.
"At that ti, my father faced my stubbornness, feeling both fortunate and helpless. Fortunate in that I was truly his son, sharing an identical character, helpless because once I decided on sothing, nothing could change my mind.
My father then started to hesitate; he wasn’t sure if telling would lead to leave him and go to the UK to find Xia Jing. He didn’t want to leave him like this, to go to the UK to find Xia Jing, but he was conflicted inside; he truly thought Xia Jing was a good girl and hoped I could marry her. At the sa ti, he feared that once I found Xia Jing, I wouldn’t co back."
I looked at my father who was speechless from my questioning, increasingly certain that he was hiding sothing from , thus Zhang Zhentian kept pressing him.
"Dad, do you know where Xia Jing is? Tell , don’t hide it from , I believe you must know where she is, don’t try to deceive with lies!" I roared angrily.
"I’m telling you once again, I don’t know where Xia Jing is." In the end, he decided not to reveal it.
"Dad, I’m begging you." I said, kneeling before him; while kowtowing, I implored my father: "Dad, please, just tell where Xia Jing is, okay?"
He looked at in such a state, unsure what to do; he wished Xia Jing could be with , yet he didn’t want to leave him and go far away again.
Seeing my unresponsive father, I continued kowtowing endlessly. Eventually, he couldn’t withstand it any longer and decided to discuss so conditions with .
"Zhentian, it’s not impossible to tell you where Xia Jing is." he teased.
Upon hearing there’s a chance to know Xia Jing’s whereabouts, I couldn’t think of anything else and asked eagerly: "Dad, as long as you tell where Xia Jing is, I’ll agree to any condition!"
I know my father looked at with such passion and was unsure whether it was good or bad, fearing that I might be taken advantage of.
"Alright, since you said that, Zhentian, I have a question for you; you’d better answer truthfully." Eventually, he sighed while speaking to .
"Okay, okay, Dad, talk to ; I will answer you honestly." I said, looking joyful at him.
"Zhentian, I want to know if I tell you where Xia Jing is, will you go find her imdiately?"
"Of course." I answered without thinking, not noticing the expression on his face when I spoke.
"Zhentian, if you find Xia Jing, are you not coming back?" My father finally voiced his concern, hoping for an answer from , yet fearing I might say ’Yes, if I find Xia Jing, I won’t co back!’ I saw the expectation on his face, and I understood what my father worried about; I knew, although he always scolded and called useless, he truly cared for and loved deeply no matter how much I ssed up. So I didn’t want to disappoint him.
User Comments
0 comments from readers