Father

"You called me in a hurry. What is the real thing about your calling me?" he questions, taking a seat on the sofa. 

"Your brother is back" she answers. His jaw flexes and suddenly he doesn't want to be here at all. He doesn't want to be anywhere near his brother. 

"You called me here to bond with him?" he snaps, gritting his teeth. His eyebrows furrow as he looks away from her innocent face. 

"Zichen! Son, it's been years…..why don't you let it go?" she utters as she tries to reach him with her hand. 

He scoffs and rises from the couch. "Let it go? How more chances should I give him, mother?"

"Son I-"