"Hada, it's time for us to set off!"
Rachel said softly as she peeked at the closed door of her yard. Then, she walked to another yard carefully, and knocked on the door.
The door opened very quickly. Hada, who was wearing a gray cotton-padded jacket, scratched his head, and said to Rachel, "Rachel, do you think it's okay for me to dress like this?"
"Mm-hm, yes. It's okay." Rachel nodded with a smile. Then, she put a straw hat on Hada's head and looked around. She held Hada's hand, and said, "Let's go. We'll set off like this."
"But, why do I have to wear this straw hat?" Hada followed her out, and pointed at the straw hat on his head perplexedly.
"This hat is very useful," Rachel said with a smile, but she didn't intend to tell Hada about it.
"Mm-hm." Hada didn't ask further. He looked at his hand that was held by Rachel, and his smile became even brighter. However, he soon hesitated, and said, "But, what should I say when I see him later?"
"Have you never thought about what you want to say when you see him before?" Rachel asked Hada.
"No." Hada shook his head. "There was once when I was hit on the head by those people with a wooden stick. I've forgotten a lot of things when I was young. I even forgot what he looked like. I only remember Barzel."
Rachel held Hada's hand tightly, and shook her head. "It's okay. You'll know what to say when you see him."
…
In front of the magic screen in the middle of the Aden Square, Angus stared blankly at the missing-person notice on the magic screen.
If he hadn't met Meg, he probably wouldn't have known what Beck was like when he grew up. He wouldn't have been able to post such an eye-catching missing-person notice at the most crowded place in Chaos City.
There were so many people in Chaos City. Perhaps Beck was here, or in some town in the Roth Empire.
He didn't know, but he still waited with hope.
He could endure twenty-five years, so he could wait for a few days.
But in the past twenty-five years, he had never felt such warmth and care as he did in the past two days. Whether it was Ma Gu, who was willing to help him, or the City Lord Mansion, who provided him with food and shelter, he had never felt such care in the past twenty-five years.
"Let's go to Mamy's and take a look. I wonder if Beck has been found …" August walked in the direction of Mamy's with his walking stick.
Not long after, a pair of youngsters arrived in front of the magic screen.
"Hada, look. Isn't it exactly the same as you?" Rachel said softly as she pointed at the magic screen.
Ha Da, who was looking up, was completely stunned. The picture on the screen was almost exactly the same as him. Looking at the description, his eyes gradually moistened.
It had been twenty-five years. He had long forgotten his father's appearance, but he still remembered his father's appearance when he was young.
"Let's go to that restaurant." Rachel held Hada's hand tightly and led him in the direction of Amy's.
Along the way, Hada was silent.
…
Meg came back from sending Amy to school, and happened to see Angus at the entrance. He stopped the car, and greeted him with a smile. "Angus, have you had breakfast?"
"Yes, I've had breakfast at the aid station." Angus nodded with a smile. He looked at Meg with anticipation and nervousness in his eyes. "Mr. Mak, is there any news about Beck?"
"So he's that old man? He's so pitiful. He has been looking for his child for so many years. He must have suffered so much. "
"He traveled across the Roth Empire on his own two legs. Perhaps only a father's love can keep him going."
"Damn human traffickers. They should be arrested and thrown into Bastie Prison for the rest of their lives!"
The customers in the queue looked at Angus, who was talking to Meg, with pity and anger.
Not far away, Hada, who was wearing a hat, trembled slightly as he looked at the hunchbacked old man. Those lost memories flashed past his mind like fragments.
That was a tall and well-built middle-aged man. Gradually, he overlapped with the hunchbacked old man with white hair and tattered clothes, looking like a beggar.
"Fa … ther …"
A hoarse voice came out from Hada's throat. His straw hat was blown away by a gust of wind, and his face was revealed.
Angus shuddered, and his eyes widened. He turned around shakily, and was stunned when he saw the young man standing not far away.
Meg, who was thinking of how to comfort Angus, also looked up when he heard the voice. He saw the man standing not far away, and his eyes lit up. That man looked almost exactly the same as the system's drawing. The mole in between his left eyebrow was very obvious.
"It's the man in the drawing!"
"It's him! It's him! It's him! It's exactly the same! "
"Oh my god! Is this a reunion between father and son? "
The customers in the queue were in an uproar as they looked at this scene in disbelief.
"My son!" Angus seemed to have suddenly come back to his senses, and walked quickly toward Hada shakily.
Hada also limped forward, and then hugged Angus tightly.
"My son … My son …" Angus hugged Hada, and repeated the same sentence over and over again as tears streamed down his face.
Meanwhile, Hada hugged Angus, who was almost a head shorter than him, and also had tears streaming down his face.
The tall and big father in his memory had become so weak and small without him knowing when. It was as if there was no flesh on his body at all. Hugging him in his arms was like a bone that would fall apart at any time. It made his heart ache, and he blamed himself.
It turned out that Angus had been looking for him all this time. He had suffered no less than him in the past 25 years, but he had always resented him.
The customers gradually quietened down. They looked at Hada's limping right leg and broken left hand, and all of them felt pity for him.
The ending seemed to be perfect, but this child who had been kidnapped by the human traffickers must have gone through unimaginable torture and pain. They did not know how he had survived all these years. Now that he had found his father, how was he going to face his future life with his handicap?
"Your hand … Your leg …" Angus also noticed Hada's hands and feet very quickly. He gently touched the scars that had been healed by time, and choked with self-blame. "It's all my fault. It's all my fault. If I had looked after you properly, you wouldn't have been kidnapped by them. Your hands and feet … It's all my fault. It's all my fault …"
"No, Father. It's not your fault." Hada grabbed Angus' hand that was about to slap his face. He shook his head, and said, "It's those human traffickers' fault. They are the hateful ones. Moreover, I can still live a normal life now. You don't have to blame yourself."
Angus looked at Hada. Although his cotton-padded clothes were old, they were very clean. Although his right leg was limping, his body was still tall and strong. His arms were more than twice as thick as a normal person's. It could even make people forget about his handicap.
"Hello, I am a customer of Amy's. I am very sorry about what happened to you. This is a small token of my appreciation. I hope you can live a better life." Constantine walked in front of the two of them, and handed over a Buffett Banks' bank note with both hands.
Hada looked at Constantine gratefully, but shook his head, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I will take good care of my father. I have hands and feet. I can support him on my own."
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