My Stepfather (Part 2) “I come to atone for my sins.”…
Unlike Mu Yiyi, I recognized who this man was at first sight.
He was a doctor friend who had always been by my mother's side. He was gentle and polite, and had deep feelings for my mother.
But this is just an appearance.
In fact, he himself is a pervert.
My mother met him when she was living alone with me abroad. He always showed up when my mother needed help and provided gentle assistance.
He was very tactful and behaved like a gentleman, without showing any emotion beyond the boundaries of friendship. His mother also let down her guard against him and treated him as a good friend.
However, the man kept his distance only because he saw that his mother was still thinking about his father. If he confessed his feelings rashly, his mother would simply refuse decisively and cut off contact with him in order to avoid misunderstanding. By then, they would not even be able to be friends.
So he stalked and secretly photographed his mother for five years.
Whenever his mother encountered difficulties, he would appear like a god.
Because he was always nearby, secretly watching his mother.
Unfortunately, my mother had a strong learning ability and a strong, cheerful and optimistic personality. She quickly adapted to life abroad. After he appeared in her life twice, there was no chance of "saving" him anymore.
So he started to make trouble for his mother.
My mother can solve most of the troubles by herself, and for the small parts that are difficult, she can get through them by gritting her teeth.
Seeing this, he began to create more trouble and greater danger.
He would not appear again until the difficulties were beyond his mother's ability to solve, and he would help her solve the problems.
Life abroad was always overshadowed by him, but his mother didn't notice anything unusual and just thought that life abroad was just so difficult.
This makes his friend even more valuable.
After returning home, his mother always remembered this precious help and never doubted him.
After reuniting with my father, Mu Yiyi caused a lot of misunderstandings between them. Once, my mother mistakenly believed that my father had had a relationship with Mu Yiyi and deliberately approached her just to fight for my custody.
The mother believed it.
After all, at the tender age of three, I broke into the safety net of my father’s company, left a string of “poop” code, and walked away. From then on, I became famous overnight.
Whether my father thought that I was a good candidate to inherit the family business, or felt that such a powerful son must be kept in his own hands, he had sufficient reasons to fight for my custody.
When the mother was extremely sad, problems arose at work again. Her design draft was falsely accused of plagiarism, and someone was fanning the flames behind the scenes. In a short time, her reputation in the industry was ruined.
Just when she suffered a double blow in her love life and career, the man appeared. He tore off his friend's coat, confessed his love to his mother affectionately, and described his love.
He even paid attention to me.
He said that he would treat me as his own son, and if my mother was worried that he would treat me badly after having his own child, he was willing to get sterilized so that I would be his only child for the rest of his life.
His mother rejected him.
She said that she was very grateful for his love and dedication over the years, but she couldn't do anything unfair to him.
She doesn't love him.
He left in a state of dismay.
After he left, my mother held me in her arms and whispered to me if I would blame her for not being able to give me a complete family and if I would want a father.
I hugged her back with my short arms and said I wouldn't.
My mother gave me all her love, taught me to respect and love. My view on love was largely influenced by my mother.
My mother gathered herself together and began to defend herself, while I also searched the Internet for evidence that could prove her innocence.
During this period, the man continued to speak up for his mother as if he had never been rejected, and when they met occasionally, he looked normal.
His infatuation is touching, but also troubling.
His mother rejected him again, but he just smiled bitterly and said, "I thought we were at least still friends. After I accompany you through this journey, I will leave. I can't leave you alone in this situation."
At that time, I felt that this man was really infatuated.
Until one day, I found a camera at home.
This is a very concealed pinhole camera, installed inside the lampshade, next to the light bulb. The camera is only the size of a thumb, and with the cover of the lampshade, people outside cannot see the camera, but the camera can still record the situation in the living room.
I found three such cameras.
One is in the living room, one is in the kitchen, and one is on the side of the building, facing the study window.
Following the camera, I hacked into the camera's terminal and found countless videos and photos, as well as a diary that was almost crazy, on the computer connected to the camera.
This is a man's notebook, a man's diary.
The diary records the day he met his mother and continued until the day I discovered the camera.
The contents of the diary were so morbid and crazy that I simply hacked into the computer camera and saw his bedroom through the camera.
In the bedroom, the walls, ceiling, table... every place visible to the naked eye is covered with photos of my mother.
Some eat with me, some water the flowers, and some accompany me to the playground.
Laughing, crying, angry.
Anger rushed to my brain, followed by nausea and fear.
I didn't even notice that my mother was being targeted by a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Although my mother protected herself very well, and over the years the man has not been able to invade the more private family environment, take more private photos of my mother, or touch her - but I feel terrified when I think about the fact that my mother was stalked and harassed by a pervert for five years.
Even this time, his mother's reputation was ruined and she was falsely accused of plagiarism, which was also caused by him.
After returning home, the interaction between his mother and father stimulated him. He could not hold back and could not wait to push his mother into the quagmire and become the only rope to save her.
A feeling of fear enveloped me, making my face pale and my whole body tremble.
The best way to get rid of fear is to deal with the person who creates the fear.
So the man was sent to prison.
He was sentenced to twenty years in prison for a number of offences.
During this period, my actions were discovered by my father. He was furious and forced Mu Yiyi to go back to the Mu family. He brought the Mu family to the point of almost bankruptcy, and then he gave the man a good beating so that even if he went to prison, he would be well "taken care of."
The mother's decisiveness in dealing with the crisis made the father love her more and more. And the father's willingness to change his habits for the mother and his meticulous consideration gradually softened the mother's attitude.
The two people finally learned how to use their mouths properly, so that in addition to eating, they can also communicate their ideas.
I have accomplished my mission and retired.
The man went to prison for twenty-three years.
I have occasionally paid attention to the situation of men over the years.
I know he didn't have a good time in prison. Before going to prison, he had one leg broken by his bodyguard because he kidnapped his mother and attempted to set fire to his father. Later, he didn't get good treatment and was left with a chronic illness, and he always walked with a limp.
I also know that what he did was so disgusting that it made his cellmates feel sick to their stomachs. When they were in a bad mood, they would beat him up to vent their anger. The man who used to be so righteous has also learned to bow his head.
Twenty-three years later, not only had the man's extraordinary temperament been worn away by prison life, but his face was also stained with traces of time.
But the man who appears in front of me now is well-maintained and looks only in his thirties. The years have not brought him worldliness and greasiness, but instead added a bit of charm of time.
I guess he had the same adventure as Mu Yiyi.
I looked at him without saying anything, wanting to see what nonsense he could come up with.
Seeing that I didn't react, he forced himself to smile, "I'm sorry for your mother. She... before she died, the thing she was most worried about was you."
"I come to atone for my sins."
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