My Stunning Beauty Special Agent Wife Chapter 214 - 213 You Are My Father (2/3)

Yang Chen felt a bit nervous.

Ever since he learned about Zhuo Jingyu’s father’s identity, Yang Chen had imagined countless scenarios of eting him, but he never expected it to happen at this funeral, in the mourning hall.

Perhaps, this was an arrangent from Zhuo Jingyu in the heavens above.

It seed like Zhuo Jingyu was telling Yang Chen that he should have attended his funeral back then.

However, at that ti, Yang Chen only hid in the confinent room, repenting and blaming himself in the darkness...

He forgot that there was still an old man who had to personally send off his son, enduring suffering a hundred tis more than what Yang Chen experienced.

Yang Chen, who feared neither heaven nor earth, surprisingly felt a bit timid at this mont, not knowing what to say when he t Elder Zhuo.

Taking several deep breaths, Yang Chen adjusted his state and said to Xiaowang, "Take to see Elder Zhuo!"

Ye Xin noticed what was happening with Yang Chen and walked over to hold his arm, asking, "What’s wrong?"

Yang Chen glanced at Ye Xin, took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said, "I’m going to see an elder, you stay here with Xueqing."

"No, I’m going with you!" Ye Xin sensed sothing was off with Yang Chen, feeling his tension.

At a mont like this, Ye Xin had to stand by Yang Chen’s side to support him.

Yang Chen looked deeply at Ye Xin, smiled slightly, gently stroked the jade-like hand she placed on his arm, and said softly, "Then let’s go together!"

Ye Xin nodded, and they walked out together.

Outside the mourning hall, Elder Zhuo was talking with Li Muyang and a few others.

Yang Chen imdiately saw Elder Zhuo.

His mories instantly returned to the day of Zhuo Jingyu’s morial.

A white-haired old man sat in front of the grave, letting the mountain wind blow and the scorching sun shine, squinting his eyes, quietly enjoying the feeling of being with his son’s heroic spirit.

At this mont, Yang Chen felt a sourness in his nose.

Elder Zhuo and the others saw Yang Chen, stopped their conversation, and looked over at him.

Yang Chen broke away from Ye Xin and walked toward Elder Zhuo with big strides.

Looking at Yang Chen’s serious face, Elder Zhuo also beca solemn.

Li Muyang and Zhao Wende also took on a heavier expression, feeling the aura emanating from Yang Chen.

It was like a mountain, a dragon, coming from afar, overwhelming the surroundings, making it impossible to ignore.

"What a presence!" Elder Zhuo silently praised in his heart, "Worthy of being Jingyu’s soldier!"

As he approached, Yang Chen directly kneeled on both knees!

This move shocked everyone present.

Ye Xin was so surprised that she covered her mouth.

Shaoting, who was following from a distance, also widened his eyes.

In Shaoting’s eyes, Yang Chen was definitely a stalwart man, and he didn’t expect him to kneel to anyone.

However, this kneel did not diminish Yang Chen’s image in Shaoting’s mind; instead, it made him seem even greater.

A man should be like this, willing to bend but not bow!

Elder Zhuo was also taken aback by Yang Chen’s action.

Li Muyang hurried over to support Yang Chen.

Yang Chen frowned and stopped Li Muyang with his plastered hand.

He stared at Elder Zhuo, seriously gazing at the older man’s weathered face.

Underneath a man’s knees lies gold, he kneels to heaven and earth, to his parents, and to Elder Zhuo, who is Zhuo Jingyu’s father, essentially his own father. This kneel is for Zhuo Jingyu, for the unfilial son who left behind a bereaved father in the world, enduring hardship alone.

The second kneel is for Yang Chen himself, for implicating Zhuo Jingyu in his sacrifice.

The third kneel is for Yang Chen himself, for not understanding the pain of a white-haired man sending off a black-haired son, for not attending Zhuo Jingyu’s funeral.

"Elder Zhuo!" Yang Chen’s eyes were red, his lips trembling, his voice shaking, "Please allow to call you father on behalf of the drillmaster!"

Elder Zhuo was stunned, shaking as if struck by lightning, uncontrollably stepping back, looking at Yang Chen in surprise, full of emotion, his eyes welling up with mist.

"The drillmaster sacrificed himself for ; this kneel is for my drillmaster Zhuo Jingyu, your son, Elder Zhuo."

Yang Chen bowed deeply.

"Unfilial son Zhuo Jingyu, ashad to face his biological father, unable to support him in old age, leaving the elder father uncared for at his side!"

Yang Chen stood up, looking at Elder Zhuo, and said in a deep voice, "The second kneel, I, Yang Chen, am ashad to face Elder Zhuo, having caused you to lose this son."

Yang Chen knelt down again, his forehead touching the ground with a muffled thud.

"The third kneel, in ignorance and immaturity, I only knew to bla myself, not attending the funeral, forgetting that the drillmaster still had a father like you. All these years, I’ve been ashad before the drillmaster, ashad before you, Elder Zhuo!"

Elder Zhuo’s tears ran in streams, looking up to the sky, sighing, "Jingyu, with such a good brother and soldier, you need no longer worry about !"

After saying this, Elder Zhuo bent down to help Yang Chen up, holding him and saying, "Silly child, it’s all in the past, you needn’t bla yourself so."

Yang Chen shook his head, "If it weren’t for ..."

"Hey! No need to say more!" Elder Zhuo frowned and said, "I’m very proud of what Jingyu did. He was a guard mber, dying in battle was his destiny and sothing he had to do. Plus, I also believe that if it were you, you’d have made the sa choice as Jingyu without hesitation. Yang Chen, if Jingyu could choose again, he would still do it because... you’re worth it!"

Yang Chen was stunned.

Elder Zhuo was right.

If it were Yang Chen to make the choice, he would also block that bullet for Zhuo Jingyu.

If given another chance, Yang Chen would still do it.

Because that’s what brotherhood is, that’s what being a guard mber is.

The destiny of a guard mber is just like this, passing on from one generation to another, old faces replaced by new ones, but the spirit remains unchanged!

"Elder Zhuo... no! Jingyu was my brother, he sacrificed himself for , Elder Zhuo, you will be my father from now on! If you don’t mind, treat like the drillmaster, treat as your son, I’ll be filial to you for Jingyu, and take care of you in your later years!" Yang Chen nervously looked at Elder Zhuo.

If anything was Yang Chen’s biggest regret in this life, it was Zhuo Jingyu sacrificing himself for him.

Moreover, knowing that Zhuo Jingyu had an elderly father, Yang Chen felt even more guilt.

He blad his own foolishness, his own ignorance! How could he not think that Zhuo Jingyu had family?

Back then, he promised the comrades around him that whoever died first, the living would take care of the deceased’s parents and family.

But Yang Chen failed to do so, he was ashad before Zhuo Jingyu.

Hearing Yang Chen’s words, Elder Zhuo was incredibly moved, laughing heartily, "Good, good! Haha!"

He turned to Li Muyang and said, "Muyang, did you hear that? I have another son! Haha!"

Li Muyang laughed and said, "Congratulations, Uncle Zhuo!"

Saying this, Li Muyang quietly wiped his tears, knowing well what this old man had gone through all these years. Now, Yang Chen’s willingness to take on this responsibility brought Li Muyang much comfort, and seeing Elder Zhuo happy, it was all worth it.

Zhao Wende also said, "Congratulations, Elder Zhuo! Congratulations, Younger Brother Yang!"

Yang Chen also looked at Elder Zhuo in surprise, not expecting him to accept so easily and without bla.

Holding Yang Chen, Elder Zhuo laughed heartily, "Yang Chen, you’ve said it well, I was just fretting about having no children around, if you’re willing, beco my godson, and fulfill this old man’s wish of having a son!"