Chapter 80: Spare me and let me die!

  Wang Ke, hiding in the dark, was shocked. He didn't expect the young man to have suicidal thoughts. Earlier, he had followed him out secretly, wanting to see what he would do. This scene was really beyond his expectations.

  His body was like a sharp arrow shooting out, and Wang Kei had already rushed to the young man's back in just five or six breaths. Before he could use his strength to cut off his own life, one of his hands was clamped on the young man's wrist holding the knife like an iron pincer.

  With a slight exertion of force, the young man's expression changed, and the knife in his hand suddenly loosened and fell onto the rocky ground.

  Wang Qisong let go of the young man's wrist, turned around and walked in front of him, shouting: "Aren't you a heartless bastard? How did your conscience suddenly appear? Want to commit suicide? Are you still a man or not? You're such a useless thing!"

  The young man saw Wang Ke appear, and two lines of tears gushed out again. To Wang Ke's scolding, he was almost unmoved, letting the tears fall, with a look of despair in his eyes, muttering: "Why did you save me? I'm not a man, my heart is confused, I've done too many damn things over the years, I owe it to my parents, I should die! Why are you stopping me?"

  His eyes finally had some focus when he said this, and with a "thud" he knelt down in front of Wang Ke, stretched out his hands to hug Wang Ke's thigh, and wailed: "Please, please let me die? I've committed too many sins, I need to go to hell to atone for them. Please don't stop me, I have no face to live in this world anymore."

  Wang Ke stared blankly at the young man, and found that in the young man's pure eyes, pain and despair were revealed, as well as intense regret.

  Is it really because of bad luck that 'Ming' lost his heart?

  He patted the young man's shoulder and said, "If you want to atone for your sins, I don't think you need to go to hell to do so. Your crimes in the human world must be made up for with your human identity. I know what you're thinking, but your parents raised you with great difficulty, and now that you've come to your senses, are you just going to die like this? Have you considered their feelings? Do you want them to know that you've woken up only to kill yourself? Are you willing to let them spend the rest of their lives without anyone to care for them?"

  The young man was scolded by Wang Ke and became speechless, silently releasing Wang Ke. He sat paralyzed on a boulder, and after a long while, he looked in the direction of his home and wailed loudly.

  He cried for over ten minutes, then wiped away the tears on his face and endured the heart-wrenching pain caused by his broken right leg. He knocked three loud heads against Wang Ke's feet and said: "I know that I was able to wake up because of you. You are my great benefactor, Hu Runbang. This life is worth being a cow or a horse for me to repay you. I understand now, what you said is right. I still can't die now, I need to atone for the mistakes I made in the past few years. In the future, I will take on the responsibility of raising my parents and let them enjoy their old age."

  Wang Ke showed a satisfied expression and nodded with a smile: "You can think that way, it's great. Sit down, I'll help you treat your right leg."

  The young man sat down as Wang Ke instructed, his eyes fixed on Wang Ke as he rolled up his pant leg and began to gently stroke the area where the bone was fractured. Suddenly, he felt a strange sensation, as if Wang Ke's hand was filled with magical power, and with each stroke, a cool feeling replaced the intense pain.

  Half an hour later, Wang Ke let go of the young man's leg and said lightly: "Today's treatment will stop here, continue in the evening, let's go, I'll take you back."

  The young man's face turned somewhat complex, and he nodded silently, allowing Wang Ke to carry him on his back as they hurried towards the village.

  Back home, the young man looked at his father squatting silently outside the door of the main house, smoking. He struggled to get down from Wang Ke's back and slowly walked in front of the old man. Then, he knelt down straight and burst into tears, slapping himself hard on the face with a remorseful expression: "Dad, I've done many wrong things over the years. I was unfilial and treated you and mom so badly! I know my mistakes now, please forgive me."

  The old man was stunned, the scene in front of him, how many times had he thought about it over the years, how many times had he dreamed about it? But every time he woke up from his dreams, he would wash his face with tears and be filled with pain.

  With an incredulous glint in his eyes, the old man stared blankly at Wang Qi before quickly shifting his gaze back to his son, muttering to himself: "Am I dreaming? Is the person kneeling before me really my son?"

  Listening to his father's murmurs, the young man felt a pang in his heart. For years, he had no idea what was wrong with him or why he behaved that way, committing so many mistakes. But now he truly regretted it. Looking at his gray-haired father, whose white teeth were biting into his lower lip, slapping himself in the face again and again, wailing and sobbing: "Dad, I'm sorry, son deserves to die, you believe me, I don't know what's been going on these years, every day feeling dazed and confused, sometimes doing things that seem out of my control. Please forgive me for my mistakes, I promise to reform and be a good son from now on. I won't go out smoking, drinking, fighting, or arguing anymore. I'll stay by your side and mom's side, making up for the mistakes I made over the years, taking care of you both..."

  Blood on the lips mixed with tears flowing from the eyes.

  The young man, after finishing his speech, knelt down and knocked his head on the ground nine times in front of his father. His forehead was bleeding due to the great force he used when knocking his head, and the blood flowed down along the bridge of his nose, looking very pitiful.

  At last, the old man finally came back to his senses. He trembled as he stood up and slowly placed his hands on his son's arms. His eyes were filled with tears, and big drops fell to the ground. He choked back a sob and patted his son's arms before suddenly embracing his head in his bosom and bursting into loud wails.

  Years of suffering and hardship, years of expectation and endurance, all burst forth in a loud wail as he wept at his son's repentance.

  Knowing one's mistakes and being able to correct them is a great virtue; how much more so when it comes to one's own son.

  The old man held his son in his arms, he was crying loudly, it was a release of emotions, but also happiness and excitement!

  Wang Ke stood by and quietly watched the father and son duo let go of their past grievances, silently sighing in his heart. He now clearly understood that the young man's evil deeds over the years were not his true intentions, but rather he had been influenced by bad luck and lost his original nature.

  The scene before his eyes moved him at the same time, and he also thought of his parents far away in his hometown. Are they okay?

  It's been a long time since I last went back to take a look.

  When you've learned enough to stand out from the crowd, it's time for you to go back!

  Wang Ke made up his mind and had high hopes for his future.

  At night, Wang Ke stayed at the old man's home for dinner and was exceptionally satisfied with the young man's performance. After swallowing his last mouthful of food, Wang Ke looked at the young man and said: "Do you still remember that cave in the mountain where we did our homework behind the hill?"

  The young man hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth and said: "I remember! Along the small road on the east side of our village, all the way into the mountain, at the waist of the first mountain peak, I remember there are several Chinese parasol trees, and also a large stone that looks like a human figure, just outside the entrance to the cave. If you can see that big stone, you can easily find the mountain 'cave'."

  Wang Ke nodded and made a gesture with his eyes towards the young man before walking out of the room, one after the other.

  "Take this 20,000 yuan, it's a good thing that you're turning over a new leaf. As the saying goes, 'a prodigal son is worth more than gold'. From now on, you must be a good person and be filial to your parents. I'm giving you this money so that you can find a proper job or start a small business and take good care of your parents." Wang Ke took out 20,000 yuan in cash from his pocket, which he had withdrawn from the ATM at the antique market.

  The young man was stunned, then shook his head and said quickly: "I don't want your money, you are the benefactor of our whole family. If I accept your money, it would be an insult to you. From now on, I will work hard to earn my own living, no matter how bitter or tired I am, I will definitely make my parents live a happy life. Take back this money!"

  Wang Ke stuffed the twenty thousand yuan into his hands, smiling: "Take it! This is just a little something from me. As long as you become a good person in the future and don't let your parents be left with nothing to rely on, I'll be very happy."

  After finishing his speech, Wang Ke walked back to the house with big strides. Looking at the old man who was walking out of the inner room after feeding his wife, Wang Ke smiled and said: "Old master, now that your family matters have been resolved, the injury of the old lady will be restored in about ten days or half a month. Your son's right leg, which I broke, has also been treated almost to recovery. After resting for a period of time, he can be like ordinary people. So I plan to return to Changji. There are still many things that need my attention over there."

  The old man was shocked by the words, and a reluctant expression appeared on his face. Looking at Wang Ke's young face, the old man hesitated for a moment before finally nodding his head, sighing: "Child, you are a good person, the best child I have met in my life. Our whole family can be where we are today, all thanks to your help."

  He slowly pulled out a handkerchief from his bosom, gently lifted it up and handed it to Wang Ke saying: "This is the bank card with 69,500 yuan saved on it. I left 500 yuan, child, you take this bank card! This money didn't belong to me in the first place."

  Wang Ke hastily shook his head and joked that the old man's family was poor and in dire straits, and even if he were beaten to death, he couldn't accept this money!

  "Old man, this money is from selling antiques. Actually, that small bowl was indeed an antique, and although it wasn't worth 700,000 yuan, it was worth around 200,000 yuan. You should be able to tell that the guy named Xu Jingkai isn't a good person, he's been bothering me multiple times, so I schemed against him behind his back! You can keep this money, I don't need it, and I absolutely won't take it!"

  After finishing this sentence, Wang Ke nodded at the old man's son and then walked out of the gate without looking back.