106: Brother becomes a love enemy
"Li Wang, why don't you speak?" Chu Jiangshan began to slap the glass emotionally.
The police officer on the side immediately held him down and asked him to sit down.
Chu Jiangshan's mood eased a little, but he still shouted desperately to his son through a glass: "Don't you want to save your father?" β
Fu Liwang was silent for a few seconds before he slowly raised his head, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar father in front of him, his heart was uncomfortable.
The father he had been looking forward to coming back to him in his dreams, and to this day, he still has no change in his life, delusional about doing things that hurt nature and reason......
There was a helpless wry smile on the corner of his mouth, holding back the pain in his heart, and asked word by word: "I saved you, what did they do wrong to those families who were hurt by you?" β
He looked coldly at the father who had given him the most warm expectations, but he could only be puzzled: "What did they do wrong, to bear the pain of separation, to endure the life of coercion and temptation, to let others abuse their original clean and pure life?" β
He longed for the happiness of reunion, and before returning to Sui'an City, he dreamed of his father almost every night that they were finally together.
I dreamed that he took him to Halloween, he had a lot of candy in his hand, and the clown next to him ran around them, flying balloons all over the sky, but when he felt the happiest moment, the dream woke up.
He doesn't have a dad anymore.
Chu Jiangshan looked at him, his eyes were scarlet, there were no tears, only his familiar scolding: "Our father and son haven't seen each other for many years, did you just come to let me see how you betrayed me?" I've done so much for you, and you've done this to your dad. β
Chu Jiangshan's appearance of raising him in vain was like a long needle, which pierced deeply into Fu Liwang's heart.
He thought that he would never feel heartache for his father again, but this idea was naΓ―ve for only a few seconds before it was ruthlessly overturned.
He still loves his father.
His father gave him too many illusions, he didn't have a mother by his side, he only had his father since he was a child, how could he tell himself: Fu Liwang, you can't care about anything with your father, he is a sinner.
Because he still longs for his love, even if he scolds him. He was once his only family member, and Fu Liwang couldn't let go of this kind of concern.
He didn't look over, for a second, he could only bite the bullet and say: "You are a sinner, you are also my father, this is not a contradiction." β
If he relented, it would be an injustice to the sacrificial family.
Chu Jiangshan nodded and shook his head, as if all his reason had been washed away by anger, he shouted to Fu Liwang on the other end of the phone: "Then you get out, from now on, I will not be my father, and I will raise your son for nothing." β
Fu Liwang felt the taste of his heart like a knife for the first time, he had lived until now in his life, and he had never felt this kind of heartache for any woman, or even a career that everyone felt he should be proud of.
How much does it hurt?
His tears actually slipped down the moment he didn't feel anything.
He realized it later, wiped away his tears as quickly as he could when people were not paying attention, lowered his head, and said to him in the softest tone possible: "Dad, I hope you can repent of all the bad things you have done here." In this way, you are still the good father who is responsible in my heart. β
Fu Liwang put down the phone in his hand, looked deeply at his father with anger on his face, he took a deep breath and reluctantly turned his head.
The moment he turned his head, his tears fell again.
It turns out that after knowing the truth, I don't want to admit it, it's such a painful feeling......
admits that his father did not love him at all, but only used him as a tool to use, and the family affection he has been waiting for for more than twenty years is the most unbearable joke.
The convenience store lights were on, and Fu Liwang drove the car to the parking space and stumbled into the convenience store to buy a dozen beers. He had never drunk alcohol because his father said that drinking alcohol was not good for his health, that it would make mistakes, and even affect people's judgment. At that time, he thought it was a kind of care and love, but he was just worried that the function of the "robot" he had carefully cultivated would be damaged.
From today on, he wants to experience all the things he did not allow him to experience in the past, and say goodbye to his fantasy father.
The night was dim, and he found a place in the darkest place to sit down.
He drank three bottles of beer, which were not as good as he imagined, and said that he could "use alcohol to relieve his sorrows", and he only felt that the pain was clearer.
He poured bottle after bottle into his stomach, drank until his face flushed, and drank until he had the last bottle of beer in his hand, and he didn't want to stop. Now, he couldn't find any way but to vent like this.
It wasn't until a shadow came clearly towards him that he raised his wistful eyes to look at it. It's not Halloween either, so why are there clowns on the streets?
He looked at the candy in its basket and asked like a child, "Can you give me a piece of candy?" β
It gave him a piece of candy and also gave him a piece of paper.
When the clown handed him a tissue, he waved his hand, as if telling him not to cry.
The door of his heart was opened a little crack, allowing sunlight to seep in.
Fu Liwang looked at the cute clown, and a warm light spilled in his eyes, prompting him to put down the beer bottle: "Thank you, your appearance has given me a lot of warmth, just like Zhaowan, you reminded me that I still have two younger sisters, and I should live well." β
The clown held up a sign that he couldn't see clearly, and after a few seconds, he simply stood up from the stone chair, put one hand on the clown's shoulder, and looked at the sign it was holding.
He looked at the words on the sign and read it out with a smile: "Do you have anything sad about?" β
He put down his hand, sat back down, and shook his head: "Sad things will pass, I'm fine." β
The clown sat down next to him, and he found it funny: "Aren't you going to finish your work?" β
I'm still here with him.
The clown really can do magic, and the brand in his hand is obviously not thick, but he can always find words that correspond to him, which comforts him well.
It's ironic that even a stranger on the side of the road cares more about him than his longing father.
Just when Fu Liwang frowned and was about to take another sip of beer, his hand was held by the clown.
It asked him to read the words written on his sign, and he read it softly according to its thoughts: "My job today is to make you happy." β
"Thank you, Mr. Clown, or ...... Miss Joker? β
There's enough to have someone to talk to when he needs care the most.
The clown lifted a sign again, Fu Liwang looked at it curiously, this time, it read-
"No matter what happens, it will pass, you have to remember to smile, the mindset is everything.".
Underneath this sign, a brilliant rainbow is drawn.