Pandora's Box

When LEE came back from get off work, I was lying on the window of the living room of his apartment, watching the night scene of the busy traffic under the tall buildings outside.

I looked back at him, he was taking off his suit jacket in the wind in Yushu, and the paper bag specially brought back with net red donuts was placed on the table in bright colors.I said to him, "Uncle LEE, my dad told me to go back to China."

He stopped moving: "..."

"My dad said that I can't do it all the time here, and the sick leave is too long, and I will lose my student status."

He looked at me: "..."

I turned my head and looked out the window again: "I can't help it, he is my real father no matter what."

LEE didn't say anything, just kept silent for a while, then came over, bent down, and rubbed my head.

I suddenly felt a little sad: "I'm sorry."

I know LEE is actually very lonely.

Although he is personable, handsome, and looks like a young talent, under this deceptive skin is a 38-year-old soul after all.

Not old, but not young either.

We have known each other for almost ten years since he took care of me for my dad.Although he has witnessed my growth, I also watched his life step from the first two to the third, from cynical to gradually hesitant, and from whiskey to goji berries in his glass.

Uncle LEE has passed the frivolous age of traveling in the flowers, and he is seriously afraid of being alone, and needs someone to accompany him.

He has no relatives, no other half, and no children, so in the past two years, he has been taking care of me almost flatteringly, educating me, and making up for what he owed before.

And I left him when he was the best for me.

Just like when I was most dependent on him when I was young, he never treated me with heart.

LEE bought me a plane ticket and drove me to the airport. Before going through the security check, I just glanced at him and turned my head away.

It would be another kind of cruelty for him to show sadness when he chose to leave.

During the long flight journey, I slept a few times, and in my dreams I reflected on and off about my life in the past 22 years.

In fact, it is not a complete memory, there is a big fragment in the middle.

I lost part of my memory in a car accident when I was 20, from my sophomore year to college.So much so that I can't remember how I was admitted to such a prestigious school as T University as a scumbag.

Be puzzled.

But there are many things in my life that I can't figure out, so I don't miss this one.

For example, I can't figure out why I came to this world.

I knew from a young age that my dad didn't like me, and I hadn't seen my mom much.

When I was young, I could keenly feel the emotions contained in the eyes my parents looked at me.They dislike me, loathe them, and avoid them.

In fact, I don't understand. If this is the case, why did you give birth to me?

I can't figure it out, and no one gave me an answer.

Probably, people have a lot of last resort.

Just as they had no choice to give birth to me, I also had no choice to come into this world.

Thinking of this makes me want to smoke a little.If it weren't for being in the cabin, I would really like to have a quick one.

In fact, my life is not bad, because my father is quite rich, not a wealthy family, but he is also quite rich.Although he doesn't like me, he has never treated me badly in terms of money, and I have never been hungry or cold.

In this world, if you have money, you can live well.

Of course, I mean survival, not life.

It may be a bit hypocritical, but for a child like me, who has been left alone since he was a child, let himself go, and has a little spare money, it is very difficult not to learn bad things.

So when my peers were studying hard, I did everything a poor student could do. I acted like a bad boy in a textbook, and I became famous far and wide.

Of course, this kind of "badness" is actually limited. I haven't violated the law or discipline, I just like to play around, make some not-so-good friends, and do some things that are too outrageous for my age.

But it was enough to make me notorious in a prestigious high school like Nangao.

Anyway, my adolescence was like this, arrogant, flamboyant, and rebellious.

Like colorful fireworks, or bubbles.

It stopped abruptly until I got into a car accident.

At one point, I also tried to restore my memory, trying to remember what happened in those years.

But whenever I try to think hard, I get a splitting headache.

It felt like trying to open a door, but the door was hot, like a soldering iron, and painful to touch.

So I quickly gave up.

I think, there is nothing particularly worth remembering in my life, and it doesn't matter if I don't remember one or two.

So no need to ask for trouble.

Isn't it.

Finally landed after a long flight.I was a little dazed as I dragged my luggage through the airport aisle.

I was living like a duck to water in Los Angeles for two years before my dad urged me to go back to China.

Actually, I don't want to go back home.

Because I have no friends in China, nor can I have relatives.

LEE is just my dad's former business partner, but he is the one who has been with me the longest and has the deepest relationship. He is my only friend, confidant, and mentor.

Although the relationship is a bit complicated, he is more dedicated than my dad, so after the car accident, he applied for a leave of absence due to illness. He wanted to take me to see a better doctor. I also went to Los Angeles with him as a matter of course, and lived a similar life. Dependent life.

However, somehow my dad suddenly remembered me and strongly demanded that I return to China.

It's really inexplicable, but it's also natural.

Dad is like this, when he can't think of you, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with him whatever life you live.And when he thinks of you, if you don't respond, it is unfilial.

I dragged my luggage and sighed dispiritedly.

In the international flight arrival hall, I saw a tall and handsome man waiting there.

He saw me too, and immediately waved to me.

I was a little flattered that my dad actually came to pick me up in person this time.

Accompanying him was a man around his age, I knew his name was Cheng Yichen, he was my father's best friend.

I am not a child, I know the relationship in my family is in a mess, what is the reason for my parents not getting in touch with each other forever, and who is the reason.So I don't like Cheng Yichen.

I don't want to worry about the messy account between them and my mother.But in any case, I couldn't get along happily with this person.

On the way back, my dad asked me, "You really don't want to live at home, with us?"

I chuckled: "I don't want to."

Cheng Yichen turned to look at me, showing some melancholy.

I am simply baffled.I'm not at home, not in front of them, so it should be something they wish for, right?

"But we are worried about letting you continue to live outside alone."

I laughed again: "There is nothing to worry about, it's not like I haven't been alone before."

My dad was a little embarrassed: "Xiao Jing, we didn't take good care of you before."

"It's okay, I'm already such an adult."

My dad's expression became even more embarrassed. He probably thought I was being sarcastic, but in fact I was just telling the truth.

I'm really used to it.

The cold reception over the years has made me really have no feelings for him, but I don't actually hate him either.Because at least he supported me financially well.

As for the others, I have nothing to complain about, after all, no one in this world is obliged to treat me well.

After that, they secretly discussed in the study for a long time.

My dad came to me again and asked, "Are you really not staying at home?"

I am very firm: "No."

"Xiao Jing, do you blame Dad..."

"No no," I said, "don't overthink it, I'm just uncomfortable."

"..."

"You know, what," I said, "Actually, you and I don't know each other very well."

My dad was speechless for a while, and he sighed after a long time: "We have treated you badly."

Although my dad looks very sad and annoyed, I still don't think he loves me.

I knew very well when I was a child that he had no affection for me, and was even full of disgust.Chances are he'd wish I had never existed if he could.

I know that I am an unwanted, redundant existence.I also know that not every child is expected to come into this world.

But now for some reason, he seems to feel guilty.

It's just that guilt is the last feeling I need.

After I stayed at home for a few days, they finally told me the result of the negotiation in a serious manner.

My dad said: "Xiao Jing, we want you to stay with a friend of ours. That uncle is a very nice person, and we can rest assured that he will take good care of you."

I expressed my indifference: "Oh..."

"And you just happen to be able to go back to T University to resume school."

"..."

It's a disaster that can't be avoided.

I really don't like reading, and I have no talent for reading at all.

I followed them dejectedly and got on the plane to T city.

The person I will be entrusted to is Cheng Yichen's elder brother, named Cheng Yichen.

I think the names of these two brothers are used for jokes. Can you tell who is from whom by calling them?