novelraw Chapter 1116 - 966: Fireworks in Hand
Chapter 1116 - 966: Fireworks in Hand
Once, everyone has experienced such things, but we’ve never lived a life like this before. We should be happy with each other, not always opposing others and comparing ourselves to them to increase our burdens. Don’t you feel that’s a kind of heartbreak, a genuine exhaustion?
I just want everyone around you to live easily and happily, not caring about anything.
"I really don’t understand, Grandpa, what are you thinking? Are lies still indistinguishable now? Let me explain, if I speak to you, even if it’s a well-intentioned lie, it’s still a lie, isn’t it? No matter the purpose, lying to others is always a lie. It can’t change its nature; a lie is still a lie regardless. Why don’t you understand the principle behind it? You keep making excuses for yourself again and again. Do you find that meaningful?
As a man, the most important thing is to take on the responsibilities you should bear for your family, and also the consequences and responsibilities of your actions should be courageously faced, not shifting all responsibility onto others. Others won’t repeatedly be your fallback, nor will they continually bear all responsibilities for the mistakes you made. You still don’t understand what you should do or how to do it, still eloquent here, debating whether it’s a lie. You still don’t want to admit that everything you did was a lie, that you made mistakes, that you hurt others. You still repeatedly think what you did was correct. Your worldview can’t be changed, and I don’t want to argue these things with you. It makes me tired.
Dad, I really think you should reflect on your actions, whether they were wrong. You should also consider whether your father’s actions were wrong. To this day, he still wouldn’t admit how many mistakes he made, how many lies he told. Maybe, in your view, those lies weren’t lies. You don’t understand how damaging a lie can be to a normal person; it can affect a person’s happiness for a lifetime."
Zhang Yichen never thought that his father wouldn’t admit to his actions even now, that he couldn’t do anything. But now he finds his father completely different from the one he imagined. The father in his imagination was a man of great stature, who could courageously bear each mistake he made. But the father in front of him constantly avoids things, never thinking about bearing them. Is he really the father he imagined? Are Zhang Yichen’s actions really wrong? Should he continually cover for him, enable him? Reflecting on the harm his actions brought to his wife, how does his heart feel? Isn’t there any remorse? All his actions were just hoping for his family to live happily and safely. But why does everything now turn into the outcome he least wants to see?
He’s already numb; he has no way to understand it all. All of this torments him. Every action he takes continuously hurts those around him. It always harms those who are close to him, yet he relishes the benefits without remorse. How is his behavior different from his father’s? His father was like this; must he be that way too? If life is that kind of ignoble survival, then why live here? What is its purpose? Enabling others’ harm again and again, accepting the heavy blows from others’ actions— is that what he truly wants? Looking back on his actions over the years, were they really wrong? He never spoke any lies before, but facing his father, hearing every lie, he chooses not to bear responsibility. He repeatedly tries to find excuses, claiming he’s not the person he once was. Perhaps drifting outside all these years made him forget all his inherent masculinity.
"He’s no longer the father he used to be. The father in his heart would never be like this, avoiding responsibilities, lacking the courage to face things, always shifting responsibilities to others. This father is not my father. Dad, do you know? When you received those hurts, I still stood by your side to defend you without hesitation. But now, hearing everything you say, I almost can’t believe those are words my father would say. You’re still stubbornly refusing to see, like my son said, you’ll never admit your lies were lies. You’re still forcibly arguing whether they’re well-intentioned or malicious. You’ve ignored the essence of what a lie truly is.
Perhaps I should reconsider every decision I made before, whether they were right or wrong. I begged Grandpa to forgive you, to let you return home. Of course, there was selfishness of my own. I did it to save face for everyone, to preserve everyone’s life. But why do I feel so bad when you say those things? I don’t understand your motives for everything, causing all this to become like this repeatedly, resulting only in causing harm to everyone involved. Do you realize how contemptible your current actions make me feel? I’m not your child, nor are you my father, this kind of father suffocates me, and leaves me unable to live with dignity. One must be someone who, when making mistakes, dares to bear the consequences, but you don’t. From the beginning until now, you’ve only thought about avoiding the repercussions of your errors, always thinking about shifting blame onto others. Have you considered whether it’s appropriate? What you want is just the so-called benefits in your eyes, thoughtlessly seeking everyone’s forgiveness while continuing to hurt others. You don’t care about others’ inner thoughts, and you have no way to understand what consequences your actions have brought to others; what you want is simply repeated damage. You’ve harmed others but forgot that one day you might be harmed by others!"
"Every word I said that day, I still remember vividly. How did you respond to me, and what attitude did I use to say those words? I’ll never forget that day was the most struggling day inside my heart; I don’t know whether my actions were right or wrong, for we can’t judge what path our life’s road should take..."