Zhu Changsheng paused for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening. He quickly chased after me and shouted, "Stop! What are you planning to do?"

Stop?!

Who the ** would stop, except for an idiot!

I jumped over the ** of the bald **, and the sight of blood on the floor was horrifying.

As I burst into the room, I immediately saw Zhu Ye's **.

I lunged at **, raising it and aiming at Zhu Ye's heart, ready to strike.

"Stop!" Zhu Changsheng appeared at the doorway, his face extremely cold.

I held ** against Zhu Ye's chest and gritted my teeth, saying, "Old man, don't push me, or we'll both die! If I stab your son's heart into pieces, how will you resurrect him? And these candles, do you believe I can kick each one of them over?"

Faced with my threat, Zhu Changsheng had no choice but to compromise. He didn't dare approach, only standing at the doorway, looking at me. "Don't cause any trouble. I can let you go. Please don't harm my son!"

Zhu Ye was Zhu Changsheng's lifeline. Zhu Changsheng spared no expense in trying to resurrect Zhu Ye, showing how important Zhu Ye was to him.

I knew I couldn't escape, so I could only seize Zhu Changsheng's lifeline to temporarily save my own life.

As long as I had Zhu Ye in my hands, Zhu Changsheng wouldn't dare do anything to me.

We stood there silently, Zhu Changsheng with a dark expression. I knew he was furious, wanting to tear me apart, but he couldn't make a move, afraid that I would take Zhu Ye down with me.

In this tense silence, the sound of police sirens suddenly came from outside the barbershop, most likely because Chubby or Huang Mao had called the police.

Hearing the sound of sirens, my tense heart relaxed a bit. I looked at Zhu Changsheng and said, "The police are here. Your plan has failed. Surrender!"

Zhu Changsheng moved his lips, his face turned ashen, his cheeks twitching violently. He said, "I never expected that I would fall into the hands of an inexperienced kid like you. Is this really fate?"

I hatefully said, "You have caused the suffering of so many innocent people. Sooner or later, divine retribution will come upon you. You should have anticipated this day!"

The sound of police sirens grew closer, and Zhu Changsheng said, "Let me tell you a story!"

Zhu Changsheng didn't care whether I wanted to hear his story or not. He opened up and began speaking, "Fifteen years ago, I was going through a village, shaving yin hair for people. On the way back, I passed by a chaotic graveyard and suddenly heard the cry of a baby.

I followed the sound and eventually found an abandoned baby under a pile of leaves. It was the scorching summer, and the jungle was filled with poisonous insects and ants. The poor child was covered in mosquito bites, looking completely disfigured, with a hoarse cry.

I felt pity and brought the abandoned baby back, applying herbal medicine on him, saving him from the brink of death. Since I found him under a pile of leaves, I named him Zhu Ye. From then on, I became his father, and he became my son.

Zhu Ye was very sensible and intelligent. I don't know what heartless parents would abandon such a young life.

I spent my whole life shaving yin hair for people, and many looked down on my profession, unwilling to marry me. So I remained unmarried.

It wasn't until Zhu Ye came along that I finally felt a sense of home.

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We depended on each other for survival, and though life was tough, we were happy. I used all the money I earned to buy food and toys for Zhu Ye. Seeing him grow up happily, I was also happy.

Zhu Ye grew into a fine young man, always ranking first since he started studying. He often told me that he wanted to study hard and leave the mountains, make lots of money, and bring me to the city to live a good life.

I longed for that day, but... Zhu Ye's promise could never be fulfilled.

As you know, last year, something happened to Zhu Ye. It was a normal day, during a normal recess. Zhu Ye was trampled to death in the chaos.

Sure, you can say it was his fate. But why? Why would the heavens be so cruel to such a bright child? Born and abandoned by his biological parents near a chaotic graveyard, almost dying, barely surviving, only to be stepped on and killed at the age of fourteen. Why would the heavens be so cruel, inflicting all these hardships and pain upon Zhu Ye?

What's even more heart-wrenching is how the school handled it, constantly shifting blame. They were birds of a feather with the relevant authorities. I'm just a simple farmer; how could I bring them down? Zhu Ye's case was quickly suppressed by them, and they only gave me a paltry amount as compensation.

I don't need any compensation; I just want my son to be alive.

Since the heavens were determined to take him away, I decided to fight against the heavens. I want to defy fate and change my son's destiny. Such an exceptional child shouldn't have died so early!

Why did my son have to die at such a young age? Why can other people's sons live?

My son was so talented, while those who waste their lives and are like trash can live well. I hate the heavens! I hate them!"

The piercing sound of police sirens echoed outside the barbershop, and outside, the police shouted sternly, "Those inside, you are surrounded. Come out immediately, or we will take aggressive measures!"

Zhu Changsheng suddenly knelt down with a thud, kowtowing three times to Zhu Ye's **.

When Zhu Changsheng lifted his head, his face was covered in tears.

He said, "Son, I'm sorry! I'm useless. I've exerted so much effort but still couldn't resurrect you. Perhaps this is fate. The heavens have ultimately made me fail! I lost. I couldn't defeat this cruel heaven! Son, don't be afraid. I'll come and accompany you. On the road to the Yellow Springs, I'll be with you, so you won't be lonely!"

I looked at Zhu Changsheng, tears streaming down my face.

In a sense, he was just a pitiful and tragic old father.

Out of kindness, he rescued an abandoned baby, and out of loneliness, he treated the baby as his own son, creating a sense of home. But the cruel heavens took away Zhu Ye's young life, collapsing Zhu Changsheng's family and twisting his heart with hatred towards the heavens.

Zhu Changsheng was a tragic figure, and I felt great sympathy for him.

In Zhu Changsheng, I saw the weight of paternal love.

When he said those final words, "Son, don't be afraid. I'll come and accompany you. On the road to the Yellow Springs, I'll be with you, so you won't be lonely!" tears uncontrollably flowed from my eyes.

Paternal love is as majestic as a mountain!

For you, I can defy fate!

For you, I can go against the world!

For you, I can struggle against the heavens!