In the guard post before dawn, the security guard poured a cup of hot water and made a pile of sunflower seeds in front of the kid.
âHave some food, your mom will be here soon.â The manâs tanned face seemed very gentle and passionate. It turned out that President Kangâs first impressions were correct.
President Kang watched everything, feeling emotional, but he didnât move. He couldnât crack the sunflower seeds.
The security guard grabbed some more sunflower seeds out and began to shell them.
President Kang felt strange. He had seen countless people like him before, but he never stopped to look. From his perspective, all of those people were simply names with a role.
However, now, the security guard felt more lively than any of them, like how all humans were meant to be this way.
He was waiting for the guard to give the shelled sunflower seeds to him when he saw him place it in a transparent container.
President Kang squinted. It was a Nongfu Spring bottle with the top cut off.
President Kang: â...â Is this person feeding a person or a bird?
The security guard continued. âLittle boy, look at this. Youâll like it for sure.â
The security guard whistled. âKangkang, Kangkang, come.â
President Kang wanted to say, âItâs just sunflower seeds, whatâs so good about it?â He didnât want to eat it, not at all.
However, the next second, a green shadow flew in and landed on the table.
It was a completely green-feathered little parrot with a hint of red on its beak.
The little parrot started at the sunflower seeds, looking up at the security guard from time to time.
The security guard thought that kids like him would love colorful little animals like his parrot.
âDoesnât it look pretty? It can also speak, too,â the security guard said. âKangkang, say something to this little boy.â
The little parrot seemed to only realize that there was another person in the guard post then. It turned its head around and looked at the other person in the post.
President Kang felt that the little parrot appeared quite stupid, standing dumbly on the table. However, the next moment, he saw it take off from the table, excitedly fluttering its wings and jumping on the table.
The little parrot spoke as it jumped, its happy voice echoing through the room.
âHello boss! Hello boss!â
âI can talk, I can talk, I am a talking bird!â
âHe knows four lines,â the security guard said.
âWhatâs your name?â he asked the little parrot.
âKangkang, Kangkang!â
President Kang thought that the parrot was very smart now. He was a bit curious. âWhatâs the last one?â
The parrot was unexpectedly obedient. âI can fly, I can fly!â
The parrot chirped as it fluttered into the air.
Suddenly, he was split on calling the parrot smart or stupid.
Meanwhile, it repeated the first sentence again. âHello boss, hello boss!â
The parrot continued to flap its wings, hopping away from President Kang.
âHe likes you. I have no idea where he learned it from, but he keeps saying âhello bossâ every day for the past few days. It was only yesterday when he started practicing âI can talk.ââ The security guard was like a parent, excitedly sharing fun stories about their child to others.
So the bird chirping in the neighborhood was also this parrot? And the âI can talkâ he heard the other day when he was returning home was this bird, too?
The parrot became more excited as it spoke. âHello boss, hello boss.â
President Kang felt that the parrot would keep talking forever if he didnât interrupt.
âHello,â President Kang said.
The parrot hopped on the table with even more excitement.
âItâs my first time seeing someone so excited to see a person,â the security guard remarked.
President Kangâs mood was quite good, so he started to peel the sunflower seeds in front of him.
The parrot ate the ones he had peeled.
It was his first time understanding why his pet-loving colleagues all loved parrots.
Of course, those people all had large parrots, ones that needed special certificates to be made pets. He had always previously dismissed them as pretentious.
President Kang peeled a few more sunflower seeds. The little parrotâs voice wasnât very high, even carrying a sweet childish tone. It was magnitudes better than the shrieking birds of his friends.
âThank you boss.â The little parrot hopped onto his hand.
President Kang suddenly felt fatherly.
âWhy doesnât he say that when I peel him sunflower seeds?â The security guard was confused.
President Kang thought that it was because he looked quite handsome.
He ruffled the little creatureâs head. The feathers on its head were unbelievably smooth.
The security guard muttered as he pulled a small barbie backpack from a drawer.
âKangkang, itâs time to sleep,â the security guard said.
It immediately started to flutter its wings. âI can fly, I can fly!â
And then it flew straight out the window, like a playful kid who refuses to go to bed.
It quickly disappeared in the night sky.
President Kang looked at the scene, a bit worried. âAre you sure itâll be fine for it to fly outside like that?â
âItâs fine. Kangkang can fly very high. It was my first time seeing a parrot fly higher than a building.â The security guard was also amazed. He lived at the top of the apartment, and his parrot would often fly out the window from there.
President Kang didnât have much of an opinion on the parrotâs name. He thought the security guard came up with it.
The security guard suddenly remembered something. âLittle kid, did you say that weâre at the guard post at gate one? Did you mistake it for gate two?â
It had been quite a long time. Even if they lived in building 21, across the neighborhood, they wouldâve been here by now.
President Kang said weakly, âI forgot their phone number.â
Would he really memorize the coupleâs phone numbers with no reason at all?
He wasnât a real four year old.
The security guard was staggered. âWhy didnât you tell me earlier? Iâll call the property management to ask. Do you remember what your parentsâ names are?â
Names of parents?
He had gotten himself lost before, and other people have also asked for his parentsâ names.
âParentsâ just referred to two names, so he naturally didnât forget what the names were. It was just that the two people with that name would never appear again.
âKid?â
âYue Qin and Xia Sheng.â
The security guard took over the phone to dial property management for Yue Qin and Xia Shengâs phone numbers.
When Xia Shengâs phone rang, she pressed out the cigarette. âHello?â
âOh, my son? Wait a minute.â
Xia Sheng hurried to the babyâs room. It was empty.
âIâll be there very soon.â Xia Sheng threw a jacket over her back and ran outside.
âIs that your mother?â She was still a few meters away from the guard post when the security guard saw her worried figure.
President Kang said yes and called âmamaâ to Xia Sheng.
Xia Sheng led his hand more often than carried him. âHow come youâre out in the middle of the night?â
âSleepwalking,â the security guard said. âLuckily the kidâs smart; he asked me for my phone.â The only problem was that he didnât memorize any of his parentsâ numbers, so it was useless.
âThank you,â Xia Sheng said sincerely.
âDonât worry about it. Bring him back to bed. He might need to go to school tomorrow.â
President Kang was being led back home by Xia Sheng. He was quite happy, looking up at her from time to time.
However, she wasnât very happy.
âMama, whereâd you get the coat that you wore today?â President Kang asked.
âHm?â
âI want you to buy another one.â
Xia Sheng lowered her head and saw his sonâs caring gaze. âHow nice of you, thinking of buying clothes for Mama.â
âDonât be sad because you tore your coat. We can buy something more expensive.â
âMama isnât sad because of her clothes getting torn.â
âThen why is Mama sad?â You already beat them to hospitalization. Logically, she would still feel quite happy thinking about it no matter how sad she was.
Or was it that artists had different mindsets from ordinary people?
President Kang had a million comments, but he could only speak innocently to his mother, who was beaten by the businessman. He tilted his head slightly. âMama can tell me anything. I can help Mama solve all her problems.â
Xia Sheng laughed, explaining, âWhat Mama has done today is like you going to kindergarten, but instead you hit the teacher and principal, so they donât let you go there anymore.â
President Kang thought for a moment and asked, âWhy did Mama hit the teacher and principal?â
Xia Sheng continued. âBecause they are bad people. They want to do bad things to Mama, so Mama has to beat them. You will also meet these bad people in the future. When you do, just tell Mama, and Mama will beat them too.â
President Kang shivered, feeling chills down his back. No, he wasnât the one who met bad peopleâhe was the bad person.
From that, President Kang roughly made out that they also insulted her ability in addition to their malice towards her. As their plan failed, they likely threatened her so that she couldnât make public appearances anymore, and her spot in the performance likely also went away.
President Kang slid his hands into his pockets, his eyes becoming sharp in the night.
A spot in the charity performance, right?
It was something already in the businessmanâs mouth. How could you take it out? Not only would he cling onto the spot, he probably wouldnât stop until he gets another layer of skin off them.
President Kang squinted into a professional businessman's smile.
âSon, did you pull your eyes? Let Mama have a look.â
Translatorâs Note: Hello~ Itâs been quite a few years since Iâve started translating here, but unfortunately my new circumstances don't really permit such a job, so this will be my last chapter. Sincerest apologies but hope to see you all again :D