He didn't know why, but just as he was about to step out the doorway, he suddenly stopped. He didn't know how to face his father, what to say; he's grown up now, and those sentimental words are hard for him to express. The father in his memory was still young—he had no idea what he looked like now. Apart from the bond of blood, there was a hint of unfamiliarity.
Why hadn't he returned home for so many years?
The question that had troubled him for years finally came to a head—it felt like pouring out a bottle full of mixed emotions: a little bit of everything but mostly resentment.
However.
When Su Ran mustered the courage to walk into the living room, he realized that the only ones chatting were his mom and Sister Wan'er.
"Mom!"
Su Ran stubbornly glanced around again, but still didn't see the person from his memories. His voice trembled as he asked, "Where's Dad? Didn't you say you were bringing him back?"
