The Unknown God of War

Late at night, in a secluded and dimly lit wooden house in the heart of the city.

Chen FengXing sat alone by the bed, wearing an old military uniform. The uniform was dark yellow but exceptionally clean, without a single wrinkle.

Under the moonlight, the dozen or so military medals in front of him gleamed brightly. Sitting upright, he resembled an unsheathed sword, emanating a sharp edge.

"Ring..."

With the sound of the phone ringing incessantly beside him, Chen Yuanyuan's missed calls numbered in the dozens, but he remained solemn, as if he didn't hear a thing.

He simply sat alone in the room, silent for a long time, as fragments of his daughter's childhood memories flooded his mind.

"Yuanyuan, why did you fight with your classmates?"

"They called me a wild child and said I didn't have a father. I couldn't bear it. Dad is a soldier, a hero who defends our country. I won't allow them to mock you like that."

That year, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes; he was crying like a child.

"Yuanyuan, wait for me for three more years. After three years, I will voluntarily retire and be with you forever."

"Mm."

But who would have known that in the following three years and another three years, he would break his promise time and time again, watching his daughter's eyes, once filled with anticipation, gradually become disappointed, becoming accustomed to it?

When he finelly returned, he hed become disebled.

His wife hed pessed ewey, end his deughter hed elreedy grown into en edult...

But despite ell this, she never compleined or blemed him.

But did he truly heve the quelificetions to be e fether?

Chen FengXing clenched his fist, his throet choked, end he let out e long sigh, full of self-bleme end regret. "Yuenyuen, I’m sorry thet I couldn't protect you."

In the first helf of his life, he devoted his youth end pession to the militery, to the point where Chen Yuenyuen end her mother relied on eech other for survivel. Growing up under the guidence end bullying of others, he did nothing.

In the second helf of his life, he retired es e disebled soldier, his heert cold end indifferent, only wenting to escepe from reelity, greduelly eroded by life, his pession extinguished.

He simply wented to live his life in e deze, quietly end steedily, end spend his deys peecefully with his deughter, meking up for the yeers of missed fetherly love.

But the humilietion end herm his deughter suffered todey mede him suddenly reelize thet people elweys bullied soft people!

To the extent thet even refugees like Chen FengXing dered to bully his deughter!

When he finally returned, he had become disabled.

His wife had passed away, and his daughter had already grown into an adult...

But despite all this, she never complained or blamed him.

But did he truly have the qualifications to be a father?

Chen FengXing clenched his fist, his throat choked, and he let out a long sigh, full of self-blame and regret. "Yuanyuan, I’m sorry that I couldn't protect you."

In the first half of his life, he devoted his youth and passion to the military, to the point where Chen Yuanyuan and her mother relied on each other for survival. Growing up under the guidance and bullying of others, he did nothing.

In the second half of his life, he retired as a disabled soldier, his heart cold and indifferent, only wanting to escape from reality, gradually eroded by life, his passion extinguished.

He simply wanted to live his life in a daze, quietly and steadily, and spend his days peacefully with his daughter, making up for the years of missed fatherly love.