My Alleged Husband-Chapter 837 - 783: Facilitation
Zhang Zhentian had never imagined that his father would so easily fulfill his own dreams. No one knew how he had lived all these years, and nobody understood what kind of life he truly desired. Perhaps the life he was leading now was, in his eyes, the perfect life he had always wanted.
He had thought that he would never have the chance to enjoy such happiness again, but who would have guessed that he could still obtain such perfect days at this point in his life?
"Dad, deep down I’m fully aware that the things I’ve said sometimes have hurt you deeply. I also realize that some matters aren’t as simple as I claimed, making it impossible for you all to simply forget the pain I caused. Even I can’t come to terms with the nature of that hurt, so how could you just easily let go of everything?
We each have walked different paths and faced different storms. No one knows what we have been through or the mistakes we have made. What I want in life is just to live peacefully. I never wanted to hurt others again and again since that brings me no benefit whatsoever.
Just like me, living selfishly and for myself time and time again, but what has come of it? I’ve faced ridicule from others, and I don’t even know how to return to my own home. I have a home but can’t return to it!
Dad, when have you ever considered from my perspective how I have lived over the years? You all know better than anyone how I have weathered the storms of these years.
If each of you could experience sleepless nights, living every day with hardship, would you know how exhausting that is? I’ve never complained to anyone about how hard my life is, because I know complaining accomplishes nothing."
"Dad, let’s not talk about this anymore. Share with us what your life with mom has been like these past years. I want to know what you have been through, how you lived day by day. I am eager to understand how you have lived all these years!
Even though we haven’t been by each other’s side in recent years, I still hope to understand your lives, to know what you have been through and how you have managed all these years!"
Zhang Yichen was afraid that her father and grandfather would argue again, so she quickly spoke up to prevent a repeat of their countless disputes. Maybe drawing all the attention to herself was the best way to avoid the arguments, because if they continued to fight upon returning home, surely it would only add strife to the family?
Zhang Zhentian had never expected his son to take an interest in understanding his father’s life. He should be well aware of how his father treated him. It was puzzling why his son would choose to understand his father’s life now?
"Yichen, do you really want to understand your dad’s life over the years? Do you know how hard it has been for your grandfather? When I hear you speak like this, deep down I really can understand you.
Dad doesn’t know what you were thinking when you said those words. Were you afraid of another argument between Dad and Grandpa, or were you mocking Dad for how miserably he’s lived after leaving his hometown? Is my recounting of the bad times intended to hurt me, to show me how inconvenient it was when I left home?"
"Dad, you misunderstand me. I’ve never thought about these issues, let alone these things. I really don’t want much in life; I just want to live happily. I hope we can all have a happy life. Everyone’s journey is indeed different.
You and mom have finally come home. I don’t want you to argue with Grandpa as soon as you return. His health can’t withstand such intense arguments; it could break him.
You must know better than anyone, as a father, that you haven’t fulfilled your responsibilities, because you’ve never been there. You haven’t taken care of your son, left me to be raised by our elderly father while you wandered and drifted outside.
Similarly, as a son, how have you treated your father? You’ve repeatedly left him alone to cry in a corner. Where were you? Enjoying your life outside while your father and son suffered immensely here. Don’t you feel a trace of guilt in your heart?
As a grandfather, you abandoned your grandson, knowing well that he was your own flesh and blood but too scared to acknowledge him. Despite everything you did in secret, you refused to return home, valuing your pride and face over reconciliation and never coming back to say one kind word, to ask everyone to let you stay. Is saying ’sorry’ really that difficult? Couldn’t you have apologized earlier and returned home sooner?
What I’m saying to you now is only to help you realize what you should be doing. If you continue making the same mistakes, what is the point of living together? What kind of hurt will everyone suffer?
To be honest, you’ve long wanted to share your experiences with everyone, but you’ve never had the chance to speak. I’m giving you that chance now. Won’t you take it? Ultimately, I’m saying this for you, to facilitate something within you. I don’t want you to struggle internally, over and over, not knowing what you truly want deep down!
Dad, when someone gave you a ladder to climb, couldn’t you just try to climb down a bit?"
Alas! Zhang Shengping didn’t know what to say. His son’s intelligence was simply too incredible. If only he had such intellect, he wouldn’t have reached this juncture, and the embarrassment wouldn’t be so great. If he had both emotional intelligence and IQ, could he have been a hundred times stronger than his son? But why did fate grant him only emotional intelligence and forget to give him intellect?
