Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 463

Chapter 463: Chapter 463

"Yes, Dad, I came back especially for this. You should listen to me, and come with me tomorrow," Qin Jian decided for Qin Ru Hai without waiting for his consideration.

Seeing that his son had not abandoned him, Qin Ru Hai felt warmth in his heart, and tears streamed down his cheeks, "Alright. I’ll listen to you."

"That’s right," Qin Jian felt relieved as his father agreed.

"Jianzi..." Li Junping looked at Qin Jian, hesitating as she asked, "Do your birth parents know about your visit this time? I know we made a grave mistake thirty years ago, and now we sincerely repent. I don’t know if Chief Ning and his wife will forgive us..."

Qin Ru Hai’s gaze also fixed on Qin Jian, their consciences having been tormented these past months.

Even though they knew they had committed an unforgivable mistake, they still hoped for forgiveness from the other party.

"I’m afraid it won’t be easy," Qin Jian frowned, speaking softly.

His birth parents had allowed him to visit Qin Ru Hai, but it didn’t mean they had let go of the incident.

Over thirty years of hurt and bitterness could not simply be forgotten.

But as a military man, his father was upright and honest. Even though he couldn’t forgive the Qin family emotionally, as a soldier, his ideological realm was higher than that of ordinary people.

The incident hurt his mother even more. She likely could never forgive the Qin family in her lifetime, but out of love for her son, not wanting him to struggle between sides, she tacitly agreed to this visit.

"I know... I understand..." Li Junping lowered her head, "It’s right for them not to forgive..."

"Oh, right." Qin Jian suddenly remembered the item Zhang Yun had given him before he left. He took it out of his bag and handed it to Li Junping, "She asked me to give this to you."

It was a photo album, and on the title page was written a short sentence: Ning Bo, my son! You are gone, but Mother records the beauty of your existence in this world with photographs...

Zhang Yun was illiterate, so Qin Feng read it out loud.

When Qin Feng read it, Li Junping’s eyes reddened.

Ning Bo—If their identities had not been switched, this child should have been called Qin Jian. This album recorded his life.

The photographs showed the boy from her memories, raised well by the Ning family, with beaming smiles in every picture, looking blissfully happy.

Li Junping caressed each yellowed old photograph with her fingertips and could no longer hold back, crouching on the ground and bursting into tears.

"She told me to give this to you. She said she will never forgive you, but she will not stop a mother’s yearning for her departed child," Qin Jian conveyed Zhang Yun’s message in an even tone.

"I have wronged your birth parents! I have wronged them! I need to kowtow to them, I need to burn incense for them, praying to the heavens that they may live to a ripe old age..." Li Junping collapsed on the ground, crying so hard her voice was hoarse.

"They are repaying our malice with kindness, Chief!" Qin Ru Hai’s eyes reddened, feeling a heavy blockage in his heart, "We must atone for our sins from now on..."

Seeing the house in tears, Qin Jian didn’t say a word and turned to leave.

He left them to their remorse, as he too needed to step outside for a moment of quiet...

Standing like a green pine in the cold wind, Qin Jian stayed for a while until his emotions were calmed before returning inside.

Upon opening the door, he saw An Hao lying asleep on the warm kang.