"Here it is. The servant hurriedly took out a small golden key from his body and handed it to Fei Wu.

Fei Wu took the key and slowly opened the wooden box with an inexplicable mentality in his heart.

“... This is?" Fei Wu looked at the contents of the box, his eyes were shocked, and his expression was a little confused.

Stretched out his hand and took out the plastic sword inside, Fei Wu only felt familiar for a while, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, and after looking at it for a while, he gave up and put the plastic sword into the box again, but his eyes moved, and he saw that there seemed to be something hidden in the mezzanine inside.

Fei Wu looked puzzled, opened the mezzanine and found that there was a neatly folded white paper pressed inside.

With a puzzled attitude, Fei Wu handed the box in his hand to his subordinates, and he slowly opened the white paper.

As soon as he saw the content on it, Fei Wu's whole person immediately stayed in place, and he didn't react to how Zeng Xiaoyuan beside him called him.

On a small piece of white paper, it was written:

Father, I think when you read this letter, my son had been away from home for a while. Father, I have a backlog in my heart for many years, and I have never been able to relieve it, father, for so many years, although I am the only son of the Fei family, but to be honest, I have not been happy for this identity for a moment, and I have been sincerely happy, on the contrary, I am very painful.

Father, since I was a child, the only memory I can remember is that you compare me to my uncle's cousins... Father, Yuan'er also worked hard to reach the expectations and heights in your heart, for this, I paid too much, and I lost myself for a while.

But even so, father, you have never expressed any expression of my efforts, even if it is a small word of encouragement, countless times I am full of expectations, with the results of my efforts to go to you, but always lonely return.

The only thing that rings in my ears is that my father's words have been the same for many years, and I have never repeated: It's still far away, the two children of your uncle's family are only one year older than you, and now they are...

Father, that's all the things of the past. I don't want to rehash the old thing, because it doesn't bring people a moment of pleasure, but only adds to the annoyance.

By the way, father, I have a good thing to tell you... Ah, it may not be a good thing for you, but for me, it's like getting a new lease on life.

During the event, I met a noble man in the forest, who was a ray of light in the darkness and would never be extinguished. He was the best man I had ever met, and although he always had a cold face, I knew that he had a sincere and strong heart, so, after some hesitation, I decided to look for a new path.

... Father, let me tell you directly, I'm gone, as for whether I can come back, I can't guarantee anything at the moment, and you don't have to send someone to find me, because that's just in vain, I'm gone...

You, do you remember this little plastic sword, which you bought for me from the street when you were a child, in order to appease me, I have kept it until now, father, maybe you don't remember it for a long time.

Father, I know that I will leave like this, no matter what, it is too selfish, but Father, I really can't stand it anymore, I can't hold on anymore.

Father, although I am your only son, as you said, my uncle's cousins are all better than me, and I can't compare to them, so every time I think of this, I can't help but wonder if my existence is a shame for my father, if I didn't have myself, maybe my father wouldn't be so angry every day.

Yuan'er doesn't like his father to compare himself with others, whether it is his uncle's family or others.

Father... After I leave, you will forget about my unfilial and incompetent son, because the return journey is not due for decades, centuries, or thousands of years, but at that time, you are long gone.

Maybe you think I'm crazy and talking nonsense, and I don't want to explain too much, because it makes no sense.

Father, I leave this letter to confess to you my powerlessness and hesitation over the years, and secondly, to be able to say goodbye to my father peacefully.

So far, a farewell, no time to meet, Yuan'er is not filial, I hope my father can take care of his body.

Unknowingly, I wrote so much nonsense, and then Yuan'er has to say what is in my heart.

When I was six years old, I fell down the stairs and lay in the hospital for weeks, and someone took care of me day and night until I recovered, even if the person was exhausted by the family's affairs and taking care of me.

When I was nine years old, I was dissatisfied with my cousin Taozi's words, and I had no intention of pushing him to the point of injury, someone used family law, the tail whip whipped me all over the ground, even if he never asked me why I was angry and uncontrollable to push Taozi, but that night, when I was seriously injured and unconscious, I could still feel a pair of familiar hands trembling slightly stroking my scars, faintly, my face seemed to be raining...

When I was twelve years old, I was dissatisfied with my father's strictness, and my only son ran out of the house, trying to escape from this family, not knowing that sometimes the family was much kinder and gentler than the outside world. I was kidnapped by gangsters and tied up in a damp corner, although I was still young, I gradually developed my own personality and consciousness, and after a short period of fear and despair, all I was left was calm and faced. At that time, I was tied up in a corner and unconscious, and I thought that maybe I would be happy to die like this. However, as soon as this thought arose, the heavy iron gate was bombarded from the outside, and a very familiar figure slowly walked in, leading the people behind him to fight with the gangsters, the process was tragic, but finally rescued me from the ascension to heaven. That night, the man's bloodshot eyes, and the ferocity and worried look on his face were deeply etched in my heart, forming indelible traces.

When I was fifteen years old, I fought with the children of Kyoto, and I won the victory, but the other party was seriously injured and hospitalized for some reason. But the facts are in front of us, and no matter how much you quibble, it is empty and pale. I'm ready for any punishment, whether it's family law or a slap or a fist. But the imaginary punishment was not, and the person had an argument with the other family for the first time because of my injury, and the quarrel lasted for many and a half months before it stopped.

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Father, who can it be that there are so many people, not you?

Father, I have always known that you are strict with me, and always compare me with others in order to make me work harder and become good enough to be able to take charge of myself as soon as possible.

My father, who has always maintained the image of a strict father, must be very tired, I know what I mean to my father, and I also know that I want to succeed my father in the future and take charge of the Fei family, but... Father, I finally found that I couldn't do it, and I didn't like the life you had arranged for me, both in terms of methods and roads.

I've been longing for a chance to change everything at the moment, and I don't know how long I've been looking forward to it, but this day has finally come to me.

As I wrote above, I met a noble man, and I firmly believed that he could lead me to my ideal path and experience a completely different life from what I am now.

Father... I'm leaving.

If there is a difficulty, there will be noble people to help, I think that during my father's lifetime, my Fei family will be worry-free, this is the guarantee he gave me, and I firmly believe that he can do it.

As for the candidates, after I leave, my father can choose from among the children of my uncle's family... I know that those people are not the same as they seem, but if they want to get what they want, they will treat their father as if they were their own father.

No matter how much you say, you have to say goodbye eventually. Father, Yuan'er will say goodbye, and he will have the honor to reunite with his father in the coming and going days.

Father, I love you.

Yuan'er stayed.

This sometimes lengthy and sometimes affectionate letter kept replaying in Fei Wu's mind, but let it be replayed a few times, all Fei Wu knew was that his son had left, and he had left without a trace.

"Uncle, what are you looking at?" Zeng Xiaoyuan's tone was a little eager, she had never seen the other party show such a desperate and sad expression, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world and had nothing.

Zeng Xiaoyuan raised his hand and wanted to look at the paper, but because of his height, he couldn't see the content on the paper, so he could only be in a hurry. Of course, what she was worried about was not Fei Wu, but the content on it that was enough to make the other party show that look.

After calling a few more times, Fei Wu came back to his senses in a trance, glanced at Zeng Xiaoyuan beside him, and then folded the white paper in his hand again according to the original, and held it tightly in his hand.

“... Uncle, what happened, is it related to Fei Yuan's younger brother?" Zeng Xiaoyuan noticed Fei Wu's movements, his eyes darkened almost imperceptibly, and he looked at Fei Wu and asked.

Fei Wu looked at Zeng Xiaoyuan in front of him, and suddenly remembered what he had just seen on the paper, 'If they get what they want, they will treat their father as if they were their own father'.

Fei Wu's hand holding the white paper tightened slightly, and then he looked at Zeng Xiaoyuan and said, "Xiaoyuan, uncle is tired today, so I won't accompany you." ”

After speaking, he instructed the subordinates on the side to take care of each other, and he turned around and left.

Before Zeng Xiaoyuan could stop him, Fei Wu quickly left the old distance, stomped his feet on the spot, and had no choice but to give up, but he was even more curious about the white paper in Fei Wu's hand, what was written in it, which made the old guy feel so much...

When Fei Wu left, he also took the box with him, he walked straight back to his study with the wooden box, as soon as he closed the door of the study, Fei Wu's body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were stunned like a dead fish, just hugged the box in his hand tightly, pinched the white paper in his palm, and leaned behind the door with a blank look in his eyes, as if he was more than ten years old in an instant.

Yuan'er... Yuan'er ......

Fei Wu's old eyes gradually became red, and he held the box in his arms harder and harder, until his arms trembled slightly, and Fei Wu stared at the front stupidly and asked, "How can you be willing to leave your father alone... How can you be willing to leave ...... behind?"

As a father, did you do something wrong from the beginning, if your father admits his mistake, will you come back and give your father a chance to start over?