wicked son
Jin Cang's voice lowered, and his originally excited expression seemed to be suddenly extinguished by an invisible hand, leaving only the gloomy ash-like expression.
Ah Cang said slowly, "Those days were truly joyful. Every day was joyful and fulfilling... But... on my brother's birthday..."
The suffocation and bitterness in his tone directly affected Xiangyang who was standing beside him, as if every word that followed was fished out from suffering.
The gears of time rolled back, returning to that December night three years ago.
The sky in Taipei was terrifyingly pitch black, with thick dark clouds brutally blocking out all the starlight. The air was sticky and damp, and the oppressive feeling of impending rain hung heavily over the entire city.
Jin Changan, the always serious father, is an exception tonight.
In one hand he was holding an expensive birthday cake, and in the other, a sleek roast duck he had just packed from a famous Cantonese restaurant. A rare, beaming smile hung on his face.
He opened the door and the house was quiet.
The bedroom door of the eldest son Jin Yu was half-open, and a faint light slipped out from the crack of the door, carrying a somewhat secret smile.
Jin Changan didn't think much about it, walked over briskly, and pushed open the door as usual.
The next second, his feet felt like they were filled with lead, and the scene before him made him feel as if ice water was poured over his head, and his blood froze instantly.
His son Jin Yu, whom he was proud of, and his male colleague named Dai Tianyu, were lying on the bed with their clothes on, kissing each other passionately and eagerly as if no one was around.
Jin Chang'an stood there like a petrified man, his mind blank and time seemed to have stopped.
After a while, a rage mixed with betrayal and humiliation erupted like a volcano!
He used all his strength to throw the cake and roast duck in his hands towards the bed!
"What are you doing?"
Jin Changan's angry roar tore through the silence in the room.
The cake box drew a magnificent arc in the air, and the roast duck juice splashed everywhere as it fell heavily to the ground. The sweet cream and the salty gravy were absurdly mixed together, emitting a ridiculous and messy smell.
The two people on the bed were awakened only at this moment, and they separated in panic and quickly stood up from the bed.
Jin Yu's face was pale, as if all the blood had been drained away in an instant.
"Tianyu, you go first." Jin Yu's voice was dry and he tried to remain calm.
Dai Tianyu stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence. He just lowered his head and fled in panic from this space that made him feel at a loss as to how to face it.
"Dad... why are you back? Isn't the store... still open?"
Jin Yu frantically tidied up his disheveled clothes, trying to regain a bit of his usual composure, but his trembling voice betrayed him.
Jin Chang'an's eyes were wide open, his chest heaving violently as he pointed at Jin Yu. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "The son I painstakingly cultivated turned out to be a disgraceful 'ka ah'!" That sentence in Taiwanese with contempt was like a cold-blooded blade that pierced Jin Yu's heart without any explanation.
Jin Yu originally wanted to explain something, he wanted to beg for his father's understanding, but when he heard the word "Kaa", all the words he hadn't said were blocked back.
He straightened his back, a sneer tinged with despair playing on his face. "So, being chased by everyone with strange eyes isn't as chilling as hearing your own dad just say 'haha'..."
His voice suddenly rose, filled with uncontrollable grief and indignation. "So, because of your painstaking efforts to cultivate me, I have no qualifications, no rights, to be who I truly want to be? To love who I truly want to love?"
Jin Yu was very emotional and approached his father step by step. His eyes were full of questioning, accusation, and even indignation.
Jin Chang'an's face flushed red with anger at his son's words and eyes. He suddenly raised his arm and slapped Jin Yu hard in the face with a loud slap.
"Snap!" The crisp sound echoed in the room, and from then on, it broke something that could never be healed.
"Get out! You pervert! I, Jin Changan, don't have a son like you! Get out right now!"
Jin Changan's roar was hysterical.
Jin Yu just stood there straight, neither dodging nor saying anything else.
Five scarlet finger marks quickly appeared on his pale left cheek, causing a burning pain.
Outside the window, the long-brewing rainstorm finally poured down. The raindrops as big as beans hit the window, making crackling sounds, accompanied by lightning that cut through the night sky and deafening thunder.
In the midst of lightning and thunder, Jin Yu turned around dazedly, without even looking at his father, and resolutely rushed into the dark and stormy night.
This turn was actually the final farewell between father and son in this life.
By the fountain in Rongxing Garden, Jin Cang's story finally came to an end.
The setting sun lingered through the gaps in the leaves. Xiangyang looked at his young but experienced profile. Who says that youth has no vicissitudes?
"In the three years since my brother disappeared from our lives, my dad hasn't mentioned him a single word, but I often see him, when he's alone, secretly staring at my brother's photo.
In his heart, he actually regrets more than anyone else and blames himself more than anyone else." Jin Cang's voice was nasal and his eyes were red.
Xiangyang listened quietly, feeling a little stuffy in his chest.
He said softly, “In fact, there may be more than one reason why Jin Yu decided to go so far.
Dai Tianyu’s betrayal was perhaps the final straw that broke the camel’s back, leaving him completely disheartened. Perhaps… it wasn’t entirely because of Uncle Jin…”
Xiangyang tried to comfort him, but he himself did not have the confidence to say this. He did not fully understand the situation, nor did he understand enough to speak on Jin Yu's behalf. However, at this moment, he unconsciously wanted to give some comfort to the sad boy in front of him.
Jin Cang nodded and sniffed. "A lot has happened at home in the past three years. My dad was diagnosed with stage one thyroid cancer. Luckily, it was discovered early. Surgery and chemotherapy cost a lot of money. The snack bar that Aunt Fengqin runs now was originally ours. It sold beef noodles, but we couldn't make it two years ago, so we gave it to them..."
He paused, as if trying to shake off the heavy memories of the past, and forced a smile, "But it doesn't matter. When I graduate next year and find a job, everything will be fine."
Xiang Yang pulled a business card from his pocket and handed it to Jin Cang. His tone was gentle but sincere, undeniable. "A Cang, this is my phone number. Remember it. If you encounter any problems in the future, call me first, at any time."
Jin Cang lowered his head, looked at the business card with a distinct personality, and softly read out the two words on it: "Nao Hai?"
"Yes, Nezha's trouble with the sea," Xiangyang added solemnly. "Do you know Nezha's story? To avoid implicating his family, he cut off his flesh to return to his mother and his bones to return to his father, completely severing all ties with his past self and his original family... He's considered the most famous evildoer in thousands of years, a leader among evildoers."
Jin Cang chewed on the words "sever all ties" thoughtfully. After a moment, he came to his senses and looked back at the business card. He asked with some confusion, "Isn't your title written on it?"
Xiangyang smiled, a smile that was both mature and self-deprecating, a look that didn't match his age. "I don't have a title. I'm just an employee."
Jin Cang carefully pocketed the card, as if he had sealed an important promise. He raised his head and looked at Xiang Yang seriously, "Thank you, Brother Xiang. Also, I can sense that your importance in my father's heart has completely changed. You don't need to deliberately deny your relationship with my brother anymore. There's really no need."
Xiang Yang's eyes dimmed upon hearing this, and an indescribable bitterness welled up in him, yet he also felt a certain absurdity that he couldn't defend himself against. He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say: "But, I..."
"Let's walk back. We've been out for too long. My dad might be worried." Jin Cang interrupted him gently and stood up.
The two of them walked slowly towards the exit of Rongxing Garden side by side, just like when they came.
In the dusk, a cool evening breeze blew by, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers and plants, and vaguely the vigorous breath of breaking out from the bitter shackles.
It turns out that this is Jin Cang's story.
Xiangyang walked silently, Ah Cang's recent past, filled with blood and tears, stirring in his mind like waves crashing on the shore. For a moment, he reflexively projected some of his own deeply buried self-pity into it...
It turned out that "A Cang", who had given him deep spiritual support with such straightforward and warm words across the cold screen, had left his hometown and family whom he missed so much after experiencing such a hopeless heartbreak.
At this moment, another young man named "A Cang" walking beside him had just opened his scarred heart to him without reservation.
At this evening when the fragrance of flowers and the humidity of mid-spring were intertwined, Xiangyang suddenly faced up to this fateful coincidence.
He smiled bitterly to himself silently. What a coincidence, at the same time, at this moment, this Ah Cang and I were both missing another "Ah Cang".
Jin Yu, my dear "A Cang", you are in heaven, is everything okay?
Don't worry, it's okay, everything is fine here, really.
Rest in peace, you don’t have to worry about me anymore, I’ll take care of everything.
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