Chapter 164 - You f*cking brat!

After leaving the restaurant, Head Manager Han went back to his office, but his mind was not completely there. He could barely focus on the work at hand.

Han Ye's meeting with his mother caused him to remember about their past. Head Manager Han looked at his hands. He could still see his father's blood on his hands.

He remembered back then, when he killed his father, he was only around 9 years old. He could still remember how desperate he felt back then...

....

He was sleeping soundly when he heard some whimpering sound. When he woke up, with the help of the moonlight, he saw Little Han Ye gently putting his pillow on the floor while biting down on a rolled shirt. His tattered little teddy bear was in his left hand. 

Rubbing his bleary eyes, Little Han Xuan asked in a soft voice, "Xiao Ye... What's wrong?" 

Little Han Ye was a little startled, and he dropped his little teddy bear in fear. When he turned to look at his older brother, Little Han Xuan noticed the tears flowing down Little Han Ye's cheeks. 

"I-I..." Little Han Ye whimpered and pointed at his bed, where a huge wet stain was on the bedsheet.

"You peed your pants again... I told you to wake me up if you want to pee..." Little Han Xuan sighed as he sat up. He saw Little Han Ye's Power Rangers underwear on the floor and went over to his younger brother. Pulling up his little brother's oversized shirt that reached his little knees, Little Han Xuan smiled. "Why didn't you put on a new pair of underwear first?" 

"Daddy... I'm scared..." Little Han Ye whispered while hugging his older brother for comfort. 

Little Han Xuan patted the boy's head and whispered, "Put on your underwear and go sleep on my bed first. I'll change the bedsheet..." 

Little Han Ye nodded and went to put on a fresh pair of underwear. Once he was done, he climbed onto Little Han Xuan's bed and lay there quietly while sucking on his thumb. He knew he was too old to still be sucking on his thumb, but Little Han Xuan would never hurt him for doing so. 

Little Han Xuan pulled off the wet bedsheet and adjusted their table fan at the stained mattress so that it would dry faster. He then went to sit on his bed. Seeing that his brother was looking at him with an adorable expression, Little Han Xuan smiled and patted the boy's chest. 

"Go to sleep... I'll wait for it to dry. Dad won't know..." He reached down to wipe his younger brother's leftover tears away.  

"Thank you, Big Brother Xuan Xuan..." Little Han Ye smiled at his older brother. He then grinned mischievously as he whispered, "I love you the most, you know that right?"  

Little Han Xuan smiled and placed a kiss on his brother's forehead. "No problem... But why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

"I got a nightmare... Dad... Water..." Little Han Ye said with a timid voice. He dreamed that his father was trying to drown him again, and by the time he woke up, he had already peed himself. 

Little Han Xuan lay down next to his brother and with his arm around his younger brother's shoulders, he said, "Don't be scared of Dad... I won't let him hurt you..." 

"He's so big..." Little Han Ye whispered. "You can't hurt him..." 

There was a moment of silence before Little Han Xuan said softly, "I know..."

His voice sounded old all of a sudden, as if he were about to give up on life. 

"I wish he's gone... I just want you and Mummy..." Little Han Ye murmured as he hugged his brother tightly. Only his older brother and his mother wouldn't hurt him.

Little Han Xuan sighed and patted his brother's back as he tried to get him to sleep. Once the mattress was dried, he changed the bedsheet before carrying his younger brother back to his own bed. 

If their father found out that Little Han Ye had been sleeping on Little Han Xuan's bed, he would beat the boys again. To the boys, it felt as if everything was a reason for their father to land his fists on them.

Looking at Little Han Ye's sleeping face, Little Han Xuan frowned slightly. "Big Brother won't let anything happen to you..."  

The next day, when he got back from school, Little Han Xuan found Little Han Ye in their shared bedroom. Little Han Ye was sitting on the floor while practicing his alphabet with a piece of crayon on a piece of paper. 

"Big Brother Xuan Xuan!" Little Han Ye called out before covering his mouth and looked at behind Little Han Xuan. His body started to tremble as he thought about what would be coming. 

"Shh... Don't worry... Dad's not at home now... You can speak normally," Little Han Xuan consoled him as he placed his school bag on the floor. He went closer to his younger brother and frowned when he saw the big red handprint on his younger brother's right cheek. "What happened?" 

Little Han Ye smiled sadly as he touched his right cheek. "I didn't know Dad's back earlier, and when I saw him, I got scared and dropped my milk... He... He got angry."

Little Han Xuan sighed and patted his brother's head gently to comfort him. It angered him that his little brother could not even do anything without being afraid of getting pummeled. Not even something like going to the toilet. Not even speaking normally...

"I'll protect you, Xiao Ye..." Little Han Xuan muttered while hugging his brother tightly. "I'll get us out of here soon..."

...

A few days later, for some reason, Little Han Xuan was changing Little Han Ye's bedsheet when their father suddenly entered into their bedroom in the middle of the night. 

When the man saw the stain on Little Han Ye's bed, his face turned red with anger. 

"You f*cking brat! Again with the bedwetting! How many times do you need me to tell you?! Are you a f*cking sissy?! How old are you now that you can't even pee properly!" their father snapped before picking Little Han Ye up with one hand. "You're so f*cking useless! Let me teach you where to pee!" 

"Dad! No! Let Xiao Ye go!" Little Han Xuan begged as he grabbed onto his father's arm. 

Their father got annoyed, and he slammed a fist into his oldest son's face, causing the boy to fall down on the floor. 

"Argh!" Little Han Xuan held his aching cheek. He had accidentally bitten the inner part of his cheek, causing blood to flow out from the corner of his lips.

Their father glared at Little Han Xuan and with a finger pointed at his older son, he snapped, "I'm teaching your brother a lesson on how to be a man! You stay out of this before I hurt you!" 

"No! No! Big Brother! Xuan Xuan! Save me! Please!" Little Han Ye cried as he tried to struggle to get out of his father's hold. "Let me go! No!" 

Little Han Xuan glared at his father's back. He clenched his fingers tightly and stood up. Running to his parents' room, he looked inside, only to find Feng Ruoyun asleep. She worked two jobs, and 14 hours a day. Then she had to clean the house and cook for them. As a result, she required her sleep. Because of the shouting noises that often came from outside the house, she always wore earplugs to bed. 

"Sorry, Mum..." Little Han Xuan muttered before closing the bedroom door. He then ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. Looking at the knives in the cabinet, his hand trembled as he reached out for one of the knives.

"Xuan! No! No! No!!!" 

He could hear his younger brother crying for him, and it caused him to be even more determined than before. Grabbing the sharpest knife he could find, with a determined gaze, he walked quickly to the bathroom.

When he went into the bathroom, he saw his father on one knee while he pushed Little Han Ye's head down a pail of water. The cruel man always did this to punish Little Han Ye because he knew that Little Han Ye was terrified of water. Yet he was also the main reason why Little Han Ye was that terrified of water.

His father used this kind of punishment on Little Han Ye in order to keep Little Han Xuan's mouth shut. He never left a bruise on his youngest son. This way, Little Han Xuan knew that even if he were to tell someone, the only one who would be saved would be him. His younger brother would still be here to suffer from their father's cruelty. That was why he had never told anyone about it before. 

"D-Dad..." Little Han Ye sputtered when his dad finally let him come up for air. "P-Please... No..." 

"I told you what would happen if you keep wetting the bed, didn't I?!" the man yelled before pushing Little Han Ye's head down again. 

Little Han Xuan glared at his father's back while tightening his grip around the knife. He had been reading a lot of medical books at school. He knew where to attack and that he had only once chance. 

The man sensed something was wrong. With both his hands still on his younger son, he turned around to look behind him...

Shush!

"Oof..." 

The man's eyes went wide open as he stared at his oldest son in disbelief. His hands that were on Little Han Ye fell.

"I told you to stop." 

The moment he finished saying those words, with both hands, Little Han Xuan twisted and pulled the knife out immediately.