"The birds are singing and the grass is growing tall, and the one I love is on the way."
"I know he traveled through wind and rain, but did not appreciate the sunset along the way."
"I'll brave the sea of people just to embrace you~~"
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"Rock-a-bye baby~ Rock-a-bye on the fifteenth of the lunar month, past the Spring Equinox, it's Grandma's Bridge~"
"Hoping and hoping~ Grandma, Grandma, calling sweetly~"
"Noisy, noisy~ Rice candy stuck to my lips, I'm never full~"
"Beautiful, beautiful~ little feet up and down on the bridge."
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I hope you are loved by this world.
"When I cry, someone comforts me; when I'm tired, someone I can talk to."
Someone will understand your wounds.
The happiness you desire won't be too complicated.
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"Too late, too late~ You once laughed and cried~"
"Too late, too late~ Your trembling arms~"
"Too late, too late~ No one will be able to retrieve you~"
"Too late, too late~ You clearly hate suffocation~"
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Mr. and Mrs. Wen remained silent.
I listened to every single one of Wen He's songs.
Hearing Wen He sing these songs, they felt as if their hearts were being torn apart, and tears streamed down their faces.
They recalled all of Wen He's experiences from childhood to adulthood.
He was always gentle and kind, but they never gave him a second glance.
Even if they had excellent grades, they never took it to heart.
They do whatever they are told, accept whatever comes their way, never talk back, and never resist.
From childhood to adulthood, Wen He never asked them to buy her a single toy, nor did she ever pester them to go to KFC or anything like that.
Knowing how hard her parents worked, Wen He started helping with housework at a very young age.
The sensible Wen He never caused them any worry.
However, they became increasingly harsh and excessive towards Wen He.
So much so that they don't know when it started, but they began to treat Wen He as a dumping ground for their emotions.
In contrast, Wenze...
Now he's ten years old and can't do anything. All he does is clamor for toys and fancy meals. He's never thought about how hard his parents work to earn money.
His grades were terrible, and he often talked back and threw tantrums.
However, they showed Wenze almost unlimited tolerance, buying him whatever he wanted.
Ask yourself honestly...
Is this really fair to Wen He?
They probably already had the answer to this question in their hearts.
However, they have always been afraid to face it, and have used avoidance to cover up the problem.
They poured all the feelings they owed Wen He into Wen Ze.
It seems that only in this way can they escape the condemnation of their conscience.
They gave Wenze everything. In the eyes of outsiders, they were the best parents, or even a little too doting.
Wen He's songs reveal the darkest side of their hearts.
Intense guilt dragged them into an abyss, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.
They took a very long time to recover.
With trembling hands, I carefully touched the phone screen.
"Beep...beep..."
They clasped their hands together and prayed fervently that Wen He would answer the phone.
After a while, the call timed out and was forced to end.
"Xiao He...please...you must answer..." Wen's mother said, her voice choked with tears.
This call also timed out and was disconnected.
After making five phone calls...
They had already given up hope, but this time the call was answered.
"Hello, is this Xiaohe? Listen to Mommy, Mommy was wrong, Mommy heard you singing..."
"I'm sorry, Xiaohe... Mommy made you suffer... It's all Mommy's fault... You must forgive Mommy..."
"Can you come home? Mom will make you your favorite tomato and egg noodles from when you were little..."
"Haven't you always wanted to go to the amusement park? Mom will take you, and Mom will go with you wherever you want to go..."
"Come home, Xiaohe... Mom will change her ways, Mom has deeply reflected on her mistakes..."
"Please come back... Mom misses you..."
As soon as the call connected, Wen's mother apologized to Wen He repeatedly with tears in her eyes.
But there was no sound from the other end of the phone.
"Xiao He... are you listening...?" Wen's mother asked timidly.
"Um."
After confirming that the other party was listening, Mr. Wen also spoke up...
"He, let's go home. I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have embarrassed you in front of so many people."
“I know I have seriously hurt your pride. You can hold a grudge against me, but can we not sever our father-son relationship…”
"We owe you so much from childhood to adulthood. Would you be willing to give your parents a chance to make it up to you?"
"He, please, I'm begging you, come home. We're all waiting for you to come back."
"Our family can't live without you..."
After Mr. Wen finished speaking, there was no response from the other end of the phone. Seeing this, Mrs. Wen continued to persuade him.
The two of them went back and forth, apologizing, pleading, and resorting to emotional blackmail...
Almost every means available was used.
He had almost run out of words with his silver tongue, but Wen He hadn't responded at all.
In a short time.
Both sides fell into a brief silence.
"Do you still remember my birthday?" Wen He's voice came from the other end of the phone.
Wen's father and mother were both stunned when they heard this question.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Wen's mother said uncertainly, "It seems to be November 23rd."
“No, I remember it was October 15th,” Mr. Wen quickly gave his answer.
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