All along, as long as it’s something you need, I’m willing to transform myself into whatever you need, even if I’ve been through everything myself, I still hope everyone can live happily.

"Child, I never intended to add insult to injury during your most difficult times. I’m your father, and you should know that a father’s greatest wish is to protect their child. How could I bear to let you be harmed? Yet, why did I do all of this? Repeatedly, I’ve brought myself to where I stand today, simply hoping for a stable life. But what about you? Since I returned to this family, I’ve faced so much ridicule, more than anyone else knows. When you watched me suffer these indignities, did your heart as a son feel nothing at all?

Although all of it is my own doing, my own mistakes, and I should pay the price, but I’ve been paying it every day, I don’t even know how many days I’ve paid already. I’ve supported myself step by step just to show you my determination, my sincere desire to stay by your side. How much I hoped you could be happy. Time and again, I isolated myself, hoping to present my best side to you. Again and again, I wanted you to live the happiest, most joyful life, yet repeatedly, I made a mess of things.

All the harm I caused you, as a father, there’s truly nothing I can do to make amends, but I hope you understand that no matter what, a father never truly wishes to hurt their own child. I can’t bear to see my child hurt and still smile through it all. Do you think, in that situation, I still deserve to be your father? I’m a person, a father, a son, and I have to consider different problems and different outcomes from different perspectives, step by step seeing further than anyone else. Perhaps now, our departure will bring you a tranquil life and return you to the state before we returned. Back then, you might feel much more at ease.

We ourselves understand our mental state better than anyone else. We know the extent of the harm we’ve caused you, better than anyone else. Do you know? Every time I let myself feel such deep pain, how much I wish I could be happy, but each time I brought only harm to my son. In your heart, I don’t deserve to be your father, but do you know? I also hope to receive my son’s forgiveness. Through all these years, we’ve tried again and again to return to this family, and finally, we managed to, only for this conclusion to unfold. It’s an ending none of us wanted to see, an ending that made each of us realize the cost. We just wanted a stable life, to live easily, without such humiliation, but this is how everything ended for us.

Child, no matter where your mom and I end up, you just need to take good care of your grandfather, your wife, and your own children, taking on the responsibility for your dad. That would be my greatest comfort. I have no way to abandon your mom. If your mom chooses to leave on her own, how could I, as her husband, possibly leave her behind? If it were you, you wouldn’t be able to either. I believe you love your wife just as genuinely as I love your mother. You should be able to understand those feelings."

"You’re right, I can indeed understand those feelings, but I never said I wanted my mother to leave this home. Why do you always make decisions without asking how I feel, without asking for my response?

Or is it in your mind that you think every decision you make is correct, and only mine are wrong? Have you already made me an outsider in your minds, so I don’t need to be consulted on any decisions? What am I in this home? Am I still part of this family? If I’m part of this family, then I should have a say. I should have the right to decide who stays and who leaves!

I don’t understand what makes you so heartless, choosing to leave again after today. I’m not blaming anyone, because I know if my wife was destined for this ordeal, even if you didn’t come back, she would still have ended up being manic, still gotten depression. I can’t blame anyone else, only myself, as her husband, for not giving her enough care, neglecting her, leading her to become this way. All responsibilities should be mine, not my parents’. You have no reason, no qualification to shoulder this for me as her husband. She is my wife, just your daughter-in-law.

I feel my words have gone to such an extent that you should understand what I mean now. Stop opposing me repeatedly, and don’t test my patience. My tolerance isn’t that high. Everyone’s patience has limits; you know better than anyone that challenging others’ boundaries repeatedly yields no good results, only making things awkward between us. When you’re doing things, consider more thoroughly, even if only a little; even a small amount would make me much happier, much more at ease. I don’t need my parents’ huge help; what I want is for my parents to treat me sincerely, to genuinely be willing to give up some stubborn obsessions for the family.

If someone doesn’t face it directly, perhaps life would be exhausting. If someone has such an obsession, if it’s too deep, does his life become any easier? Step by step pressing oneself, just hoping to be happy, to force itself into madness, does such a life hold meaning?

I don’t hope for either of my parents to leave this home. If you truly love me, don’t add to my burden now. It’s my most difficult moment; please stay, not for anything else, just to give me some peace. Can you? Don’t let me divert more thoughts to worrying about how to protect you. That’s truly tiring for me. Give me some freedom too, some space, even a little protection, some sense of security, okay?

I’m a child who lacks a sense of security. As long as you can stay here, I won’t hold anything against you..."

I’ve always thought that as long as I open my arms, I can embrace you, that I can have you...