Yes, everyone has their own perspective on matters, and thus, their chosen approach to them varies, each path I select will determine which road I will ultimately take.
Zhang Yichen was often lost, not even knowing why he had chosen this path. Initially, he thought it was to prove to his parents how strong he was and to make them regret abandoning him.
But now that he had achieved so success, success that not just anyone could reach, he felt lonely and desolate. His father and mother had started to...I don’t even drink, he didn’t know whether he should feel happy or unhappy deep inside. He once dearly wished his parents would be punished.
To abandon a child of only a month old was, to him, an unforgivable act.
Yet now that his parents were indeed being punished, why did he feel only heartache and not happiness? Could it really be because blood is thicker than water? If so, why couldn’t they see the pain I endured at that ti?
"Dad, honestly, I can’t figure out whether I should be happy or unhappy about your situation. From the bottom of my heart, seeing you like this makes quite upset, but then I rember how cold-hearted you were to abandon , leaving to live alone for over twenty years. For , the punishnt you’re getting now seems too light.
Sotis you repeat, ti and again, that choosing to abandon was a reluctant decision with hardships, but what extremities could drive a mother and father to utterly abandon their one-month-old child?
I really don’t understand what good it did for you to let your child live in agony. Were your hearts truly content and joyous?
If you never intended to raise , why bring into this world to endure such suffering? Every step I took was so arduous, but you never saw how hard I struggled, did you?"
Zhang Zhentian knew that so things would forever cast a shadow in his son’s heart, always having a reason; he couldn’t possibly erase all of it. This was the path he chose, and now it had led him here. He knew all too well how much his son had suffered from the choices he made. He watched his child go through hellish training, yet he could only stand in the background, powerless to step forward.
"Sigh!
Don’t you really know? Seeing you undergo that devilish training breaks my heart just as much. I’ve always felt that I never paid attention to you as you grew up, but do you know, every move you’ve made is deeply etched in our mories?
We watched you choose the path, watched you endure the devilish training, we’ve seen you step by step reach today, creating such brilliance with all your effort. Can’t you see that, not a bit?
I am also well aware that not only in your eyes, but in everyone’s, your mother and I will never be considered competent parents. I abandoned you when you were so young; without your grandfather, you would have starved to death a long ti ago!"
"That’s why I don’t understand—the real hardships, the true desperation that led you down that path, abandoning to live such a lonely life. Are you happy about it, seeing from afar how tough my devilish training is, yet always standing behind, never coming forward, letting secretly hope for my parents’ possible return?
I really don’t know if I should forgive you. Why, every ti I stood at the front door of our ho, filled with hope, waiting for the sound of your return, you never did? You watched train like hell again and again from the shadows and never wanted to face directly. What is it in your eyes, did I not look good enough?
Looks are given by parents, I can’t decide that.
I forced myself to beco the smartest person in the world because I wanted everyone to know, I wanted them all to see that what I had done was worth it, that for my entire life they’d be out of reach, because only by standing at a different height can I let everyone know how much effort and hardship I underwent to achieve what I have today, which they could never understand because they had their parents’ company, and they didn’t need to prove themselves so desperately!
But I had to!"
"Don’t harbor too much resentnt in your heart. Even if you resent us, resent , your father; don’t hate your mother!"
"There are so things I don’t want to ntion again. Since my mother doesn’t want to see you right now, just give her so ti. Only with ti will you know what you should do to get her back. I can tell she still has feelings for you, but her avoidance has reasons too. She doesn’t know how to face you, especially with grandfather’s involvent, and because every mber of our family puts pressure on her, making her feel awkward."
"Rest assured, I understand. Since I’ve done this, I will give her ti, no matter how long it takes. I will always wait for her until she’s ready to face . Even if that day turns out to be an eternity, for , it’s still worth the wait. At least with a glimr of hope, I can’t give up because holding on to that last bit of hope could make my life different.
Anyway, thank you today for expressing the resentnt towards us, for saying the things you’ve always wanted to say.
You will always be our good son, and indeed, what you have done has made you unattainable for the majority of people in this world, especially the pampered wealthy.
All of this is our doing—it’s we who exposed you to so much pain, leading you to where you are today. We can’t interfere with all of it; we can only quietly watch you from behind, letting you walk your own path alone. We are truly sorry!"
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