Wen Chou, usually reserved and cold, was able to speak such words, leaving Wen Nian somewhat overwhelmed with favor.
Wen Nian remained silent.
This was the first time he had heard his father reflect on his actions to his face.
It was also the first time his father had voluntarily brought up his childhood.
"The years have passed, and there's no way to turn back. Perhaps back then we expected too much from you, always feeling that the path we laid out for you was the best, hoping you would follow it as we wished, each step solidly in line with our plans."
"But I always forgot to ask how you felt..."
Xiao Ziyan took over the conversation.
Wen Nian stood, his body leaning to one side.
"You have done very well, and Dad is proud of you."
"Let's not bring up the past anymore."
Wen Nian spoke lightly, "I am already thirty this year, still bringing up childhood matters might make me a laughing stock, and I hope that my mother and father won't overthink it."
