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Five years later, my parents called me abnormally. "Xiao Cheng, can you come home to see us?" The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be afraid that I would refuse, and emphasized: "Just come back for a while, mom and dad miss you very much..." I put down the phone, feeling a little heavy and tangled in my heart... But I still went, my wife looked at me worriedly; I kissed her forehead gently and comforted her: "I will be back soon..."

When we met again after many years, they had grown old, with deep wrinkles and ravines on their faces... They held my childhood photos, with nostalgia and emotion on their faces. "You were very obedient when you were a child, and your grades were the best. We are very proud of you..." Proud of what? Isn't it because you prefer Peter Smith's glib look? "In this photo, you are in high school, and you are even less willing to smile..." Yes... Because before taking this photo, you tolerated Peter Smith stealing the stray cats I raised...

I kept these words in my heart and didn't say them out loud, just silently responded to their words... My father talked for a long time, and suddenly shed two lines of tears. "We were sorry for you in the past, child, and caused you a lot of harm..." He choked up and said. "It's all in the past, I don't care anymore..." I said calmly, looking calm on the surface; but in fact, my heart was full of mixed feelings and ups and downs...