Drifting Towards You

Listening to Mu Yusheng's words, Han Che was a little at a loss.

The dusty memory was a little loose, vaguely remembering that when he was young, Mu Yusheng once tentatively asked him: "Ache, your mother is not in good health, and your father is busy at work, so he can’t take good care of you. Dad will find another mother How are you?"

He was fragile and sensitive at the time, and instantly became hostile to Mu Yusheng.

At that time, although he was young, he knew that his mother could not be changed.

Later, he thought that Mu Yusheng had betrayed his mother, but now he realized that he wanted to keep himself by his side.

Mu Yusheng also seemed to recall his childhood, with a touch of gentleness on his face, and said softly: "When you were born, you were white and fat, like a little boy sitting down by Guanyin, especially clean and beautiful."

"I still remember the first time you hugged you, you closed your eyes, didn't cry, and you were very cute."

"Later you grew up day by day, and every time you took you out, you giggled at people, and often came back with a lot of snacks and candies."

Han Che's thoughts are also drifting away.

During that time, it was probably his happiest and relaxed period of time.

When he gets older, he will often hear people mocking his mother for being a lunatic.

Young children are still immature and ignorant, but inadvertent alienation and exclusion are particularly traumatic.

He fought several times because of this, but his mother never favored him, only accusing him of dissatisfaction, even with disgust and dislike in her eyes.

As a result, others will become more vigorous, accusing him of lack of education.

He became sensitive and stubborn, and gradually realized that they all like well-behaved and quiet children.

He gradually became sensible and tried to be what they liked.

If you say that the happiest time is to wait for Mu Yusheng to get off work.

Although he is always busy, he is so busy that he rarely sees him.

But he was still looking forward to it.

Because he would always lift himself high above his head, let him ride a horse on his neck, tell him stories, and bring him gifts to buy favorite toys.

Yeah... Now that I think about it, those are all the happiness and joy he stole.

Mu Yusheng spoke again: "Ache, I'm telling you this, just to tell you that there are still people in this world who love you."

Han Che looked at him blankly, the man in front of him was mature and handsome, with a magnificent appearance.

At this moment, he was looking at him worriedly.

Han Che tried to pull a smile, but he pulled the corners of his lips but ended in failure.

He is so prominent and compelling, but he is just a dirty existence. He has done so many things that hurt him, now what qualifications does he have to think about again?

As if he could see what he was thinking, Mu Yusheng said softly: "Do you know? Back then, you called my father for the first time. How happy I am, I just think that when you grow up, you must call that way too. I can do it."

The corners of Han Che's eyes were sour, and a string of tears rolled from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably again, like an abandoned child.

Mu Yusheng stood up and stretched out his hand to hug him: "Ache, as long as you are willing, I will always be your father."

Han Che's fingertips trembled lightly, an urge to hug him back.

But... But when he thought of his father like that, thought of himself as such a filthy existence, thought of the disgust and rejection in his mother's eyes, he began to shrink again for an instant.

Mu Yusheng said in a deep voice again: "Ache, you have to know that a person can make many choices in his life, but the only thing he can't choose and decide is his birthplace."