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Whose Party Is This? Chapter 10
Mom walked out of the kitchen, and tears welled up in her eyes the moment she saw me.She stood there holding a bowl of freshly cut fruit, unsure of what to do. "Chris, you're home."I nodded, took the bowl of fruit from her hands, and said, "I'm hungry. Is there food?"Mom froze for a moment, then nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes! I'll heat something up right away!"She turned and hurried into the kitchen as if she had received the best news ever.Dad and Suzy came out of the study. Their expressions were equally cautious when they saw me.Suzy spoke up. "Christopher—"I walked up to them and handed the USB drive to Dad. "Thank you for the gift," I said. "Even though the delivery method was a bit unusual."Dad took the USB drive with shaky hands. "Chris, you—""I forgive you," I said.It wasn't because of the party or the overdue presents. It was because I saw their pain and remorse in that surveillance footage.It was also because I finally understood that love wasn't a questi
Whose Party Is This? Chapter 9
"No matter what you think, you will always be my only brother," Suzy said.The door closed.I stared at the USB drive on the table, hesitating for a long moment before finally picking up my laptop.There was only one folder on the USB, titled "Gifts for Chris". When I opened it, there were ten subfolders labeled from "10 years old" to "19 years old".With trembling hands, I clicked on the folder marked "10 years old". Inside was a screenshot of a flight booking, showing a major theme park as the destination and my birthday as the travel date.There was also a video of Mom facing the camera, rehearsing what she planned to say to me. "Chris, happy birthday. I'm taking you to the place you want to visit most—"In the video, her voice sounded awkward and nervous. They ultimately canceled the booking, citing an urgent last-minute business trip as the reason.I then opened the folder labeled "12 years old". Inside was a design draft of a sports outfit, the same one I had once sketched
Whose Party Is This? Chapter 8
My parents never considered what this process felt like to me. It was a slow and relentless torment.They still tried to express their love in the way they thought was right. It was just like the past ten years, when they used their self-righteous busyness as an excuse to ignore me while I was growing up."Chris, then what should we do?" Mom asked.Her voice was thick with tears. "Tell us, what do we have to do for you to forgive us?"I looked at her, shook my head, and said, "I don't know. I'm exhausted."After saying that, I turned and walked away from the fairy tale they had built for me, one that suffocated me.I didn't look back. I could feel three pairs of eyes fixed on my back like nails, but I didn't slow down at all.When I walked out of the banquet hall, it was already dark. When the cold wind hit my face, I realized that it was already covered in tears.…I didn't go home. Instead, I checked into a hotel room. My phone vibrated relentlessly in my bag, but I ignored
Whose Party Is This? Chapter 7
As long as I held no expectations, there was no room for disappointment.However, today, my parents shattered the wall that I had believed was unbreakable, in a way that felt almost brutal. When it collapsed, it exposed the version of me that was already scarred beyond measure, yet still aching to be loved.I looked at them and saw the pain on their faces, raw and undisguised.What was I supposed to do? Should I stand there like a victor, mocking their foolishness and self-inflicted pain? Or should I play the role of the understanding son, falling into their arms for a picture-perfect family reunion?My thoughts were in complete turmoil.At some point, the surrounding guests quietly slipped away. Only our family, the event planner, and Benjamin remained in the banquet hall. Benjamin and his mother were both wearing awkward expressions.I took a deep breath. My gaze moved slowly across my parents' faces and then to Suzy's.In the end, I said, "The party was impressive, and the su
Whose Party Is This? Chapter 6
"The group chat, the necklace, and even the piano were all part of the act," Benjamin said.He pointed toward the other side of the stage. The curtain slid back to reveal a brand new white grand piano standing in silence. My initials, C.B., were engraved on its body.I was completely at a loss for words.It turned out that the group chat called "Happy Family" was a planning group, and the contact that was saved as "sweetheart" was me. The words that had cut me so deeply were scripted in advance for this day.Benjamin was nothing more than a hired actor with convincing skills. I was the only one who was kept in the dark, the true protagonist of this elaborate spectacle.Suzy handed my phone back to me and said softly, "Christopher, I'm sorry. I knew about it from the beginning, but Mom and Dad wouldn't let me tell you. I could only… remind you in my own way."I remembered the screenshot she had sent me earlier. "Mom, have you arranged everything for Christopher's surprise birthday
Whose Party Is This? Chapter 5
In the photo showing my 12th birthday, I held a cake by myself with a single candle stuck in it.At 15 years old, I fell asleep at my desk in my school uniform, and there seemed to be tear stains at the corner of my eye.At 18 years old, I stood alone at the gates of my university. Behind me, parents and families came and went, seeing their children off, which made my solitary figure seem even lonelier.Many of these photos were ones I had never seen, as if they had been taken without my knowledge. Each photo precisely captured how I grew up alone during those years when I was overlooked.As the photos played, Mom's low voice sounded off-screen. "Chris, my precious son, I'm sorry. I always said that I was busy—busy with meetings, busy with socializing, busy making money—yet I forgot that my most important responsibility was simply being there as you grew up."I thought that providing you with a comfortable material life meant I had fulfilled my duty as a mother. It wasn't until on
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