Xia Jing knew deep down the bitterness in her son’s heart, and she was even more aware of how her son had gotten through these years. Even if her husband never paid attention to their son’s every move, she, as a mother, constantly thought about every single thing her son had ever done. She really couldn’t bear the thought that, in the future, she would look back and realize she had missed every step of her precious son’s growth. She watched her child grow up, even though she was never there, never by his side.
"Child, there are things you shouldn’t say to your dad that way. He truly wanted to stay by your side with all sincerity. He was thinking of giving all this to us. There is nothing wrong with what he wanted these few days. He just made many wrong decisions.
You want to hear about our life’s journey? Well, let tell you about your father’s life journey. Not everything he told you was the truth.
Do you know? My husband, how agonizing these years have been for him, how he constantly misses his family, how he is always thinking of you all, but he’s helpless. He doesn’t know how to return to this family or with what identity.
After all, when we left, we said we would never step through the Zhang Family’s door in our lifeti. We’d rather die outside than have any relations with the Zhang Family mbers. But before long, we regretted it, because the pain of longing in the depths of our hearts was unbearable. Our son was in this family, our father was in this family, yet as their children, as a father, we were drifting outside. Can you imagine what thoughts went through the minds of our child, our father?
We always thought, if one day our child grew up, how would he view us as his parents? How could we be so cruel, to abandon our child here while forgetting our own responsibilities?
Everyone thinks we have been happy and fortunate wandering outside all these years, but in reality, only we know how tired we have been. We have been trying to gather information about you, but it’s as if the whole world has blocked everything about you from us, unable to find any trace of you.
We spent money and effort ti after ti searching for you, however, we could only get bits and pieces of information. Yet these tiny pieces ant everything to us. We desperately wanted to fly to your side to protect you. When we heard you were hurt, do you know how we felt?
You should also know your father is a man. He doesn’t cry easily. Yet, these years, his eyes were always brimming with tears. Watching you grow, step by step, becoming who you are today, he knows your pain. He wishes he could fly to your side instantly, to bear all the verbal assaults for you, to take all the pain on himself when you were bleeding and injured.
But ti is so cruel. Everyone has forgotten where we, as parents, have gone, no one cares about our whereabouts. We could only silently watch our son march towards success.
As parents, watching our own son in front of our eyes, yet unable to embrace him. Despite wanting to know everything about our son, we can’t get any news about him by any ans. For parents, how could the depths of our hearts not be tornted? No one knows what our lives have turned into or what kind of life we have created!
I have no right to ask for your forgiveness, nor do I have the face to request your understanding. All I want to tell you is that your family mber, my husband, really wants to return to this family with all his heart. He has put in all his efforts ti and again for this family, and you are unaware, you don’t know how much heartache he has endured, how many tears he has shed!
When I see him crying under the blankets ti after ti, my heart as a wife truly hurts. I so want to tell him loudly, I want to go ho with him, to return to this family together, even if all of you don’t forgive us. I will kneel until you do forgive, I will beg for your forgiveness, at least, that is a responsible attitude toward my own husband!"
"Xia Jing, stop talking about these things. It’s been so many years, what’s the point of bringing it up? We are already very happy to be able to return to this family. Don’t bring up those unhappy past disputes. Our family mbers have chosen to forgive us, to accept us, which proves that deep in their hearts, they already regard us as family. We should learn to be content, not to be greedy again and again!"
No one would have thought that such a carefree, manly man could have tears in his eyes. No one understands what kind of psychological change he was going through. It was his own wrong decision that led to his lasting regret, but he found no way to return to this ho.
"Zhentian, although dad knew that it hasn’t been easy for you outside these years, I never thought you would be suffering so much. I assud you’d be happy and fortunate to wander outside, since, after all, it was your own choice. But who would have thought that this choice would lead you to live in pain, over and over again? This makes , as your father, feel guilty inside. If only I had forgiven you a little more, been more tolerant, would it have spared you from enduring so much hardship and pain?"
"Don’t feel sorry for . Who doesn’t go through hardships in life? If a person’s life is always smooth-sailing to the end, then their life is truly lacking in flavor. There’s no joy. I may have had a difficult ti outside these past years, but I really lived in happiness and joy. I possess the woman I love most in the world, I possess the son who makes the proudest, I possess thoughts of my father, my entire family, and that for , is the whole world..."
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