When he first met him, he was full of cynical jokes, but he wrote all the words about him on his computer, hiding something special that others could not understand; he went from ignoring him to hating him, thinking that he was just a tool to restrain him. It wasn't until the truth shrouded like a cloud that he realized that the meaning of his existence was to take his place.
Family secrets, misplaced life experiences, and arranged fates entangled the two of them like a dense web. He doesn't know that he is not his biological child, but he only feels that he cares about him. He knows part of the truth, but he goes further and further in the misunderstanding. It wasn't until he stepped forward and stood in front of him to defend him that the belated tenderness finally penetrated the ice.
But fate never gave them a chance to breathe. The disease took away his life, leaving him to face a long period of regret alone. Much later, when the warm wind blew through the cloudy sky, he realized that the belated "welcome home" was his last tenderness in the world.
Intention: Expressing the protagonist's sorrow and hatred for his parents, and his longing for the protagonist.