เข้าสู่ระบบThe project negotiations went smoothly. I stayed two extra days and met with several investors.On the final day, I went to the prison.Mom still had eight years left on her sentence.She had grown much thinner. Her back was slightly hunched, but her eyes were clear.When she saw me, she froze. Then her eyes reddened almost instantly."Miles…" Her voice caught.We picked up the phones on either side of the glass."Are you doing well?" she asked."Very well," I said. "The company’s growing steadily. I just bought a house in the Bay Area."She nodded, tears falling as she smiled."Good. That’s good… Mom is happy for you."After a moment of silence, I asked, "How are you?""I’m doing okay. I’m learning knitting." She forced a small smile. "Maybe after I’m released, I can open a little shop."Another stretch of silence."Noah…" she began with difficulty. "He came to see me twice. Then he stopped coming. I heard he’s not doing well…""Everyone has to take responsibility for t
"I know about the $500 registration fee. It slipped out later from Noah. He said Calvin delayed it on purpose until it expired."I wanted to talk to you about it. But every time the words reached my lips, I didn’t know how to say them. I was afraid to admit I was wrong. Afraid to face the fact that I was a failed mother."Miles, I’m not asking for your forgiveness. I just want you to know that in my heart, you were always my proudest son."Every grade you earned, every step you made forward… I knew about them all. I knew you worked at the library, tutored on the side, and took on freelance projects."I went to see you secretly. Many times. I just didn’t dare let you see me."There’s a million on this card. It’s an account I opened with my own savings. Calvin didn’t know about it. The PIN is your birthday. It’s not much, but it should be enough to help you get through the early days abroad."Miles, fly. Fly as high as you can. As far as you can. Don’t look back."Don’t end up lik
"Where are you staying?" I asked."A friend’s place," he said vaguely. "Sometimes it’s… a coworker’s dorm."I didn’t press."Miles, I know I wronged you before." Noah’s tears fell into his coffee. "I shouldn’t have taken your things. I shouldn’t have spoken badly about you in front of Mom. I shouldn’t have… shouldn’t have dragged out that $500 for your competition registration…""It’s all in the past," I said."Can you forgive me?" He looked up with tear-filled eyes. "I really… really have nothing now."I watched the pedestrians rushing past outside the window.I thought of many years ago, when Noah spun around the living room in a brand-new pair of sneakers and grinned at me."Bro, look at the new sneakers Mom bought me. Aren’t they cool?"Back then, I was wearing a school uniform that had been washed until it faded white, my hand clenched around an expense request that had just been rejected in the Family Expense Portal.All I could say was, "They’re cool.""Noah," I said
"I can’t help you," I said.There was silence on the other end for a few seconds. Then came a sharp, piercing scream. "How can you be so heartless? We’re family!""We never were," I said calmly. "Noah, you’re 18 now. It’s time you learned to take responsibility for yourself."I hung up.I opened my laptop and searched the local news."Pierce Group Chairwoman Kills Husband" had already made the headlines.The report was detailed: Elaine Porter discovered that her husband, Calvin Pierce, was still entangled with his ex-wife and had been transferring company assets to overseas accounts. After a violent argument, Elaine struck Calvin in the head with a heavy object from the study, killing him on the spot.The article included a photo of Mom being escorted into a police car. Her head was lowered, her hair streaked with gray. She looked like an ordinary elderly woman, nothing like the powerful business figure she once was.In the comment section, netizens eagerly dissected the scanda
I shook my head. "Dad, this was my own choice.""And your mom…""She came to see me last week," I said. "She said she wanted to give me some money, so I wouldn’t struggle too much abroad. I turned her down."Dad let out a sigh. "Your mom actually came to see me a few times after that. She asked what you like, what you need… She seemed like she really wanted to make up for it.""It’s too late," I said. "Once lost, some opportunities are gone permanently."Like that math competition and those three years that should have been cherished.Before leaving, I still went to see Mom one last time. She waited for me at a café downstairs from her office building, appearing to have aged a lot."So you’re really leaving?" she asked."Yeah. My flight is tomorrow."She handed me a bank card. "The PIN is your birthday. Don’t refuse it. Just think of it as… startup money from me."This time, I took it, not because I needed it, but because I knew that if I didn’t, she would carry this burden f
After that day, Mom began contacting me frequently.Sometimes it was a text message. "Miles, I passed by that fried chicken place you used to love today. I bought your favorite flavor. Do you want to come pick it up?"Sometimes it was a phone call. "Is there anything missing in your dorm? I can bring it over."Once, she showed up at my school in person, several shopping bags hanging from her hands."This is the latest phone model. I also bought you a top-of-the-line laptop." She tried to press the bags into my hands. "And these clothes… Noah said this is what young guys like these days…"I looked at the logos on the bags and suddenly felt a deep sense of irony. "Mom, do you know what size I wear?"She froze."Do you know what colors I like?"Do you know that I actually don’t care much about electronics? As long as it can run code, that’s enough for me."The anticipation on her face slowly turned into confusion, and finally, embarrassment. "I… I can ask…""No need." I pushed t







