He couldn't let himself be idle, because whenever he was idle he would think of that young face.
"Brother..." Xiao Yuecheng looked at him with a complicated expression.
"Here you go?" Xiao Gucheng glanced at him and continued hitting the sandbag with no intention of stopping.
"Well, I heard that you are going to the Middle East again?" Xiao Yuecheng said.
"Wouldn't it be good to use military merits in exchange for the Xiao family's continued advancement?" Xiao Gucheng said coldly.
"But can your body withstand it? Brother, don't try so hard. Let the past be the past." Xiao Yuecheng advised.
Bang... He punched the sandbag hard, and Xiao Gucheng's tone remained cold: "It doesn't matter. It's better to die."
"Besides, using my death to gain military merit and bring about a promotion for your Xiao family would be even better, allowing you to rise to prominence."
"Brother..." Xiao Yuecheng sighed: "When you have time, go home and see Dad."
"He might not want to see me, his illegitimate son." Xiao Gucheng said coldly, "Besides, I don't want to see him either."
"If he hadn't asked me to leave Beijing for that great achievement eighteen years ago, my child wouldn't have been missing for eighteen years."
Xiao Yuecheng was silent. He was wondering whether to tell Xiao Gucheng that his child might have been found.
But he hesitated for a moment and still didn't speak. After all, this matter had not been finalized yet.
Moreover, his father did not necessarily want this child who grew up in the countryside to return to the Xiao family.
Before the matter was resolved perfectly, he didn't want to give his elder brother hope and then make him despair.
"Brother, I will definitely help you find your child."
After a long silence, Xiao Yuecheng uttered a word and turned away.
Xiao Gucheng sat dejectedly on the ground. At this moment, his tense emotions suddenly relaxed.
He was holding a necklace tightly, with a photo printed on the circular shape in the middle.
A photo of a baby. The baby in the photo is smiling happily, with a smile on his little face.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... This is all my fault. I lost you."
Holding the photo tightly in his palm, this man who was as fierce as a tiger shed tears.
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