Fan Fiction |
by x.shuang.dao.x
"Look, Mr Chou, I don't care if you have a father or not, the least you could do is to at least PRETEND to be this dying man's son. Please, Mr Chou. Chou-sir here really can't take it anymore."
"Alright, mister. Listen. How can i PRETEND to be anyone's son? It's... It's just against my conscience. I'm really sorry, mister." Lun's voice was still cold and unfeeling but the hatred didn't seem so strong already.
Xuan watched her husband listen intently to the person over the phone, brows furrowed, and she wondered what was happening. She couldn't help but feel worried too.
"Mr Chou! Can't you just fulfill a dying man's wish for God's sake?! Are you really that cold and unfeeling? Is your heart made of stone?" The voice paused for a while, then continued, "Be at the General Hospital Block J Level # ICU ward at 8pm or you'll have the honour of sitting in a cop car."
Lun opened his mouth to rebutt but before he even made the slightest sound, all he heard was a flat tone. At a loss, Lun slammed the phone down and turned to his wife, looking like a little boy who did not know what to do because his ice-cream fell off the cone and onto the floor with a 'plop'.
Xuan so wanted to know what happened, but she was more concerned about Lun. So all she did was to take him into her arms and hugged him tightly. "Relax, Lun. Everything'll be fine."
Lun gritted his teeth. "I hope so..."
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She dropped the phone on the floor, then collapsed crying in a heap beside it. Feng immediately rushed to his mother with concern written all over his face. "Mom! Mom! Are you okay?"
She tilted her teary face to him, who had knelt down on the floor beside her. "Jiafeng... ... Your... Your father is--is--is--dying..."
"I don't have a father." Feng muttered, emotionless.
"Don't say that, Jiafeng! You have a father... And I love him."
=Mom, till now you're still defending that jerk? That scumbag who scattered all his sperms around and then leave me and you to fend for ourselves? For God's sake Mom! Wake up! Hello~ That jerk is not worth your tears!!= "Hush, mom. Don't cry... He'll be fine." =Fine my foot.= But Feng could do nothing else except console her.
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"Who? What?" Wei strained his ears to listen amidst the barking. Then he used his hand to cover the mouth-piece of the receiver, and turned to his two noisy dogs. "Shut up you two! Arh! You two are impossible. En!! Help me!! I'm trying to listen to a phonecall!"
"Yup! Coming!" En shouted in reply then grabbed the two dogs by their collars and threw them out. She sure was strong.
"Yah sorry for the interruption. You may continue."
"Yeah, Mr Chang Shanwei, this is officer Mike from the National Police Force speaking-"
Wei jumped in shock and gasped. "Sir! I've been a law-abiding citizen! I don't drink and drive! I don't speed..."
"Mr Chang, relax-"
"... I don't smoke! I don't do drugs..."
"Listen, Mr Chang-" Mike was starting to sound frustrated.
"... I don't steal! I don't make prank calls..."
"MR CHANG YOU DID NOT DO ANYTHING WRONG!"
"... I don't... Oh. Oops. Hehe. I'm sorry. DO continue, sir." Wei apologized sheepishly as he realized that he was just being too paranoid. As he listened to officer explain the situation, the expression on his face slowly turned foul.
"I don't have a father." The tone was hard and stony.
Mike almost wanted to jump off the building. =Why do they all say the same thing in the same freaking tone?!= So Mike used the same trick on Wei as he did on Lun. When he finally put the phone back in its receiver, he heaved a sigh of relief.
On the opposite side of the line, Wei stared at the phone in his hand in disbelief.
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=Alright yeah! The last brother!=
"Hello! May I speak to Mr Joe Zhang Shu Wei?"
"Speaking."
"Alright this is officer Mike from the National Police Force speaking."
Joe thought initially that he had unwittingly commited some crime again. But he couldn't care less and listened on.
"... He is-"
"Hey hey... Wait a minute. Who did you say is dying?"
"Your father."
"Er. And who might that be?"
"Chou Yao Zhong."
Joe snickered. "You're kidding. Look, sir, my surname is Zhang y'know. How can somebody with the surname Chou be related to me?"
"Mister, if you don't believe me, you're welcome to have a DNA test for confirmation."
"Sure. Why not?"
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And it all starts to fall into place...
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->shuang.dao
and their identities are being revealed...