783 Lost in Life (1/2)

Yun Yang did not retort nor did he defend himself. He did not explain himself either, merely lapsing into silence.

Yun Xiaoyao paced around huffing and said angrily, ”There's absolutely no way if you're thinking to go alone. At least… I'll go with you!”

”Absolutely not!” Yun Yang blurted out in shock, breaking his supposed silence immediately.

Yun Xiaoyao wanted to go with him? Was this a joke? Facing the Four Seasons Tower's full strength, it would be a guaranteed delivery of his head on a platter!

”There has to be someone collecting your corpse somehow.” Yun Xiaoyao looked over in a rage. ”Are you thinking to have no remains?”

Yun Yang took in a deep breath and said, ”I won't die. I'm confident of it!”

”Well, I'm confident as well!” Yun Xiaoyao roared in anger.

Then, both of them were quiet.

After a long time, Yun Yang spoke up, ”I'm leaving.”

Yun Xiaoyao snorted but said nothing. It was only when Yun Yang walked to the window that Yun Xiaoyao's hoarse voice came from his back, ”All these years, I've been thinking – how nice it would have been if you were really my son… Why aren't you my biological son?”

Yun Yang came to a complete halt.

”I really see you as my biological son.” Yun Xiaoyao's voice was resigned. ”I just don't know if, for a moment, you would ever have taken me as your actual father…”

Yun Yang did not say anything for some time.

Yun Xiaoyao waited for a reply in vain. Thinking that the youth had already left, he sighed softly. His voice sounded dreary. His state of mind had aged remarkably in that short period of time.

Murmuring, he said, ”Whatever it is, don't you dare die. I – I don't want to collect your corpse…”

Yet, as he turned around, he was immediately stunned.

Yun Yang was still standing right before him. He had not left. As for his eyes, they were gleaming with unshed tears.

Yun Xiaoyao stared at his son by name helplessly.

”Actually, in my heart, you… have always been my father. What you've done for me all these years is much more than what many biological fathers would have done, so much more…”

Yun Yang's voice was low, but his words were clear, sincerity lining every letter he spoke.

There was a glow that washed over Yun Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly.

”You've fought for me, not minding to roam alone for years outside. For me, you didn't mind keeping secrets from the emperor, for me…”

Yun Yang smiled bitterly. ”I would very much want to be your actual son. Unfortunately, I would only bring harm to you that way.”

”Nonetheless, you're forever my father in my heart. You were in the past, you are now, you'll be in the future. You are forever my father.”

”Even when I find my biological father in the future, I will tell him that before him, I already have a father, a father who sincerely treats me, loves me and cares for me,” Yun Yang spoke gently, ”Even if I can't find him, I still have you. I'm not alone in this lifetime!”

Yun Xiaoyao could only feel his mind buzzing, his vision a little blurry when he tried to look. At that very moment, he felt that whatever he had done in the past, everything that he had given, was all worth it – far from being just worth it!

Blurrily, he saw Yun Yang kneel down before him and bowed thrice, respectfully.

He wanted to say something, anything, but he could only feel the trembling of his lips, words unable to leave his mouth.

Then, he stared dazedly as Yun Yang stood up and said, ”I'll leave now.”

The young man took two steps back and vanished without a trace.

Yun Xiaoyao was shaking all over, retreating two steps unconsciously, and fell unceremoniously on a chair. Not a sound was made for a long time. Tears streamed from his eyes but a genuine smile hung on his lips.