It was noon, the scorching sun shone it's ray brightly onto every household. Not even the exquiste castle of the Yang's family was spared of the raging heat. Today, it is a joyous occasion to celebrate the brith of the 10th generation of Yang. But the battle that seems to be going on in the chamber is intense, maids and servants are pacing in and out of the room with sweat like water dripping all over the floor as they walked. The dowager of the Yang household is also anticipating the arrival of the baby with anxious fear and anxiety.
But no servants and maids anxiousness, can be compared to Yang Yan Tian, the father of the baby. As he paced around the room in unease, fear and ache. Every foot that sank onto the cement floor added weight onto his half-sanked heart. But still, Yang kept his posture as a great general of Tang, his clam and confidence gave him an overall image of a undisputed champion in all areas of life.
From deep within the chamber, screams of pain so loud that even awoke the laziest pig by the farm house. Each projection of scream, brought Yang rushing into the chamber, but each time was withheld by his men. His beastly heart was clamed by the fact that he will be able to see his child and wife soon. In the corner of the room, sat a quiet gentleman, with a emotionless look on his face, as though nothing is going on. The man is Yang Yan Hu, Yang's brother.
A final scream from the chamber, came upon a deep slience. No cries or agony was heard from the room, but came a maid holding a baby. The baby neither cried nor shed a tear, rather it gave a fearless expression. The baby was male, given the name of Yang Yan Zhi.
fading away; 11:35 PM
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Once you move ahead,
there is no turning back.
And no one knows,
when will we ever talk again.
