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    Every January 10th was Ye Zhou’s fixed day to pay respects to his parents.

    In the past, he always went alone, but this year was different, Guan Heng accompanied him.

    They got up early, after breakfast they were ready to set off. Ye Zhou originally wanted to drive his own car, but Guan Heng said, “Drive my car.”

    “But…” When Ye Zhou bought his car, he had considered the need to carry goods, so he drove a cheap Volkswagen model that didn’t matter if it got dirty. On the contrary, Guan Heng’s car was much more expensive than his, and he often maintained and waxed it. But when he met Guan Heng’s gaze, he dared not say anything in refusal.

    He understood that Guan Heng was worried about him, and finally smiled and compromised, getting into Guan Heng’s car.

    When the two arrived on the mountain, it was almost noon, and the elderly caretaker was still dozing. Ye Zhou led Guan Heng to his parents’ graves, and this time, his mood was unprecedentedly calm.

    Ye Zhou hardly spoke to his parents before, there was nothing to say, after all, the last time he saw them had been under such terrible circumstances. But at this moment, he suddenly felt the urge to confide, “Dad, Mom, this is Guan Heng. He’s my… boyfriend.” He would also be the person who would accompany me for the rest of my life.

    Guan Heng held Ye Zhou’s hand tightly and greeted Ye Zhou’s parents.

    Today wasn’t very cold, and the sun was out, probably because spring was approaching, and even the breeze brought a hint of warmth.

    After the two finished their graveside visit, they did not linger long and soon descended the mountain.

    On the way back, Guan Heng was still driving, and Ye Zhou glanced out the window, watching the scenery recede along the way, and suddenly said, “Brother Heng, can you accompany me to another place.”

    “Sure.” Guan Heng asked no questions, inputted the address into the navigation system, and the final destination displayed was a bank.

    Guan Heng looked at Ye Zhou.

    Ye Zhou also explained truthfully, “I haven’t touched anything inside since my parents left, I didn’t dare to look… but now that you’re here, I think it’s alright.”

    In fact, Ye Zhou didn’t have to explain, Guan Heng guessed. In addition to money, the bank also had a safe deposit box, where Ye Zhou’s parents’ legacy was kept.

    After arriving at their destination, Ye Zhou explained their purpose to the counter staff and verified his identity and various documents. Soon, someone led them into the meeting room and placed a locked box in front of them.

    When the bank staff left the meeting room, Ye Zhou took out the key and opened the box.

    The bank had previously informed Ye Zhou that the inheritance he could receive was close to tens of millions, but how much exactly, Ye Zhou hadn’t paid attention to at the time. To him, the value of these monies might not be as important as the things in the box.

    In addition to uncashed checks, the safe deposit box also contained various receipts. These receipts didn’t look special, and the amounts weren’t large either.

    But Ye Zhou noticed something after a while, and his eyes immediately turned red.

    This should have been shortly after his birth. Seeing these things, it wasn’t hard for him to imagine that his parents had eagerly welcomed the arrival of new life and planned ahead for their child. These scattered receipts included insurance, baby product stubs, hospital birth certificates, health check records, fetal hair, and even his first baby tooth that fell out… it was easy to see that they had been collected over the years.

    Because of his father’s condition, his mother was destined to live a harder life than ordinary people, but they had already made up their minds.

    Ye Zhou realized now that his existence was not a continuation of tragedy, but a beacon of hope – at least to his parents.

    Guan Heng’s expression softened, and he reached out to pinch Ye Zhou’s neck, “Your parents loved you very much.”

    “I know,” Ye Zhou closed his eyes, leaned toward Guan Heng, buried his head in his neck, and smiled, “Brother Heng, I just realized how terribly wrong I was. But I feel like I have no regrets now.”

    Guan Heng stroked Ye Zhou’s head, said nothing, and simply stayed quietly by his side.

    Later, Ye Zhou cashed in the inheritance. After cashing it in, he donated it all to a social welfare foundation, which provided services to families of individuals with physical disabilities and mental illness.

    He was living well now and didn’t need the money.

    To him, the most valuable thing was already stored in the safe deposit box.

    The person he cherished most was already by his side.

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