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It was already deep into the night.
I didn’t dare to disturb anyone and quietly walked to Zhu Wenbin’s front door, standing in the darkness, watching the light on the second floor. His house was still lit; he probably hadn’t gone to sleep yet. I stood outside for two hours until the light inside finally went out.
During those two hours, countless thoughts flashed through my mind. A voice told me, “Zhu Jingsi, go back; the law will give you justice.” But another voice was stronger: “He doesn’t regard you as a father; why should you still consider him a son? He is so heartless; can you really endure this for a lifetime?”
I thought of Zhu Wenbin’s two children, one five years old and the other only three. “When they grow up, they will surely be ungrateful like Zhu Wenbin.”
At three in the morning, I used the spare key to unlock the door; the lock hadn’t been changed in all these years. I was familiar with the layout of the house and wouldn’t bump into anything even in the dark.
I stepped quietly to Zhu Wenbin’s bedroom door. The door wasn’t tightly shut, and I could hear his steady breathing from inside. I took a deep breath and gently pushed the door open.
Moonlight poured in through the window, illuminating the faces of Zhu Wenbin and his wife as they slept peacefully. Zhu Wenbin was in deep slumber. In that moment, my hand trembled slightly. This was my son, my own flesh and blood. He was a piece of me!
But in the next second, I recalled how he had chased me with a knife, remembered his words, “I’ll hit you every time I see you,” and thought of how I had lowered my head in front of people in the village...
I steeled myself and pulled out the sharp knife. The blade glinted coldly in the moonlight, reflecting my twisted face. I silently chanted in my heart, “You were the one who refused to acknowledge me as your father...”
“You are my flesh and blood; today I will reclaim you.”
At the moment the knife fell, I vaguely saw Zhu Wenbin open his eyes, filled with disbelief and shock. In that instant, I became a devil.
I couldn't recall how many times I had plunged the knife in. All I remembered was that when the blade struck, Zhu Wenbin let out a beastly howl, while his wife screamed in terror, trying to escape, only for me to pull her back forcefully.
“Dad… Dad… you…” Zhu Wenbin clutched his wound, his eyes wide with disbelief. “You really… dare to kill me?”
“Aren't you the one who said you don’t recognize me as your father?” I sneered, my hands continuing their grim task. “Then let me fulfill your wish today!”
Blood splattered everywhere—on the sheets, the walls, my face, my hands... The blood was warm and red, as bright as the lanterns during the New Year celebrations. Soon, Zhu Wenbin and his wife fell silent.
I stood there, staring blankly at my bloodied hands. Just then, I heard a child's cry from the next room.
Zhu Wenbin's son, a five-year-old little boy, must have been awakened by the commotion. I walked numbly into the child's room. Upon seeing me covered in blood, he screamed in fright, “Grandpa… Grandpa… I’m scared…”
Beside him in a small bed lay his younger brother, peacefully asleep. I looked at these two innocent lives and felt my mind spiral into chaos. Their parents were gone; who would take care of them now? If they were sent to an orphanage, would their lives be any better? What if they grew up to be ungrateful like their father? Wouldn't my crime then be in vain?
“Grandpa… where are Mommy and Daddy?” the older one asked me.
I couldn't bear to answer; instead, I silently approached the bed and reached out with my blood-stained hands...
The details of what happened next were a blur. All I remembered was leaving Zhu Wenbin's house before dawn broke.
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