"I know it's you, why are you back now, where have you been all these years?" Gao Zhitao shouted with wide eyes.
"I..." Gao Lianfeng knew he wasn't a good father and for a moment didn't know what to say.
In his memory, Gao Zhitao was still that lively kid; he hadn't seen Gao Zhitao grow up.
Now with Gao Zhitao so emotional, he didn't know where to start. The inhumane days he'd lived were impossible to talk about.
"I'm sorry." In the end, all Gao Lianfeng could do was sigh and apologize.
"No need to apologize to me. These years I've gotten by on my own. I've grown used to it, I don't need you anymore. Wherever you came from, go back there." Gao Zhitao shouted.
Gao Lianfeng expected this outcome and didn't blame his child at all; he knew he'd caused him too much harm.
If coming back hurt him again, he'd rather never have returned. It seemed like coming back alive this time was a mistake; perhaps dying underground would have been easier.
