Yu Hanxiao was shocked by what he said, his eyes full of disbelief, "When did this happen? How come I didn't know anything about it? So how is he now?"
Yu Muyang scoffed and glanced at him. "Does someone like you worry about others? If you knew, would you regret sending him abroad? Yu Hanxiao, you won't. You must admit that you have a violent temper and are extremely selfish. You only care about yourself. Grandpa has long been disappointed in you. I advise you not to bother him again, otherwise I will not let you go."
There was a hurt look in his eyes, but he still looked at him unwillingly, "Even if I was wrong about this, I didn't mean to kill him. I'm not as bad as you say."
"Whether it's true or not, you know it in your heart. Instead of pretending to come to see Grandpa, you should make some achievements. Don't embarrass yourself here. Reminding others over and over again that Grandpa has a useless grandson like you will only embarrass him. You know Grandpa cares about face the most."
Yu Hanxiao was extremely angry at what he said. He stepped forward and grabbed his collar, his eyes fierce. "Yu Muyang, I'm telling you, don't be too happy too soon. You haven't signed the contract yet, and the shareholders haven't expressed their views. You're not the company's top decision-maker yet. I'm also a shareholder. If I incite others to oppose you, you won't be able to hold any position."
Yu Muyang looked at him nonchalantly. He was tall, so even though Yu Hanxiao was holding his collar, it didn't give him any advantage. Instead, it looked a bit ridiculous. Seeing him standing on tiptoe, he thought it was a bit ridiculous, so he laughed out loud.
"Go ahead and try, see if you can incite others, see how much say you still have in the company, see who will still believe you. Yu Hanxiao, things are different now. You threw away everything your grandfather gave you bit by bit, so you can't blame others. Do you know what you look like now?"
Yu Hanxiao stared at him intently, trembling with anger. "What are you going to say?"
Yu Muyang approached him and looked down at him. "Like a clown, pitiful and ridiculous."
After saying that, Yu Muyang turned around and went back into the ward, while Yu Hanxiao stood in front of the ward door for a long time, clenching his hands tightly, then putting them down, repeating this several times, looking at the kind old man in the ward, and finally left.
Perhaps what Yu Muyang said was right. Grandpa had given him a lot and had helped him sit in a high position, but he was unable to keep up and always made a mess of things. It was not without reason that Grandpa hated him. He had done too many bad things and was no longer worthy of his attention and love.
After all, it was me who lost my grandfather's love little by little.
He gave a wry smile, thinking of the boy Yu Muyang had mentioned, his younger brother, Yu Hanchuan. He also felt a surge of regret. He hadn't known what had happened back then, and simply hoped there would be one less person to compete with him. It wasn't the first time he'd been cruel, but looking at that innocent young man, he still felt guilty.
He was born to the same mother as me and was only fifteen years old when he was sent away, still in high school. He was quiet and often let others ignore his existence. He had always liked to follow me around and regarded himself as a superman.
But it was I who sent him to that strange country with my own hands, which led to his critical illness. Thinking of what Yu Muyang said about his high fever, I felt extremely guilty.
He picked up his phone and wanted to call him to ask about his recent situation and whether he was doing well, but he didn't dare.
He must have hated himself very much, for he had disregarded his wishes and felt sorry for his trust and following.
He held the phone, picked it up and put it down again, and finally dialed the number.
The phone kept ringing, but no one answered. He felt a little expectant and a little scared. What should he say when the call was connected? How should he address him? Should he still call him "Achuan" like he did back then?
But would Ah Chuan still recognize him as his brother? How could he have the nerve to ask for his forgiveness?
The phone rang for a long time, and just when Yu Hanxiao was about to give up, it was connected. He put the phone to his ear, but didn't dare to speak.
He listened to the familiar voice ask, "Hello?"
It had been so long since he had heard this voice that he felt like crying for joy. He spoke cautiously, "Achuan, it's me, Yu Hanxiao."
The voice on the other end said "hmm" very softly, "I know. Are you calling to see if I'm dead?"
The boy's voice no longer has the childishness it had in the past, but it still has a clear and mellow tone that immediately attracts people's ears.
He was a little anxious, but he didn't know how to explain. He just kept saying, "Achuan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I only realized today how much you've suffered. I'm sorry for you. Can you please come back to China and let me make it up to you?"
The person on the other end chuckled, the voice coming through the phone, seeming so ethereal. "Yu Hanxiao, six years ago, I begged you, countless times, not to send me away. What did you say? Ah Chuan, I have no choice. Someone will take care of you abroad. Just study hard, and I'll come to see you."
I waited and waited, day after day, year after year, but I didn't see you. It was like I was under house arrest, confined to the area you set, with someone always following me. You said you cared about me, but where were you when I was unconscious with a fever of 40 degrees Celsius? Where were you when I was dying?
You said you were wrong and that you had to compensate me. How could you compensate me for the hurt I'd suffered over the years? I once thought family love was the most precious and purest thing in the world, and I considered you the most important person! But you, on the other hand, thought I was an eyesore, a stumbling block, and couldn't wait to kick me away.
But have you forgotten that I was only fifteen years old back then? I wasn't as strong as you think. I was afraid standing alone in a strange country. But where are you?
I told myself countless times that you would come to see me, that you wouldn't be so cruel to me. But no, not even once. Not even my parents came. Is it because I've never argued or quarreled since I was a child that you all don't take me seriously, so I can do whatever I want, right?
I see through you and hate you, so please don't contact me anymore. I feel sick to have family like you. Also, don't bother Grandpa. He's in poor health and can't stand your torture. Just let him go for the sake of him watching you grow up."
Yu Hanxiao listened to every word spoken by the person on the other end of the phone, every word was heartbreaking. Only then did he truly feel regret and understand his debt.
He owed him too much. In order to stop him from thinking about him, he even didn't let his parents see him.
Now that I think about it, I am really not worthy of being a human being. How can I be qualified to ask for his forgiveness?
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