God of Racing

Chapter 764: Chapter 752

"Hmm?" The little bun was taken aback, looking up at his mother, then lowering his head again. The little fellow didn’t understand, why was his mother suddenly talking about his father? His father had long passed away, and his grandmother never allowed them to pay respects to him... Growing up without a father has always been a knot in the little fellow’s heart!

Helian Si also put down the tablet and looked at his wife and child.

After a long time, he shook his head, "I don’t want to."

Yu Sangwan looked up at Helian Si, nodded at him, and Helian Si understood, suddenly becoming nervous.

"Little Bun, if... if mommy takes you to see daddy now, would you like to go?"

The little bun suddenly looked up, bewildered, "Now? Has Grandma agreed to let us pay respects to daddy?"

Helian Si became more nervous, his mouth dry.

Yu Sangwan hugged her son and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "Mr. Lu, actually... daddy hasn’t passed away."

"..." The little bun’s eyes, resembling his father’s, blinked rapidly, "What do you mean? Does it mean not dead?"

Yu Sangwan glanced at her husband, nodded with a choked voice, "Yes."

"How is that possible?" The little bun jumped up, "Daddy isn’t dead, how can he be lying underground? Won’t he suffocate? What should we do? Mommy, should we go save daddy?"

"Qingming!" Yu Sangwan hugged her son affectionately, "It’s not like that, listen to mommy, daddy isn’t lying underground, daddy... he’s alive and well, just like us."

"..."

The little bun was stunned, staring fixedly at his mother, unable to digest the meaning in her words.

Yu Sangwan’s eyes reddened, finding it difficult to speak in front of her son. "Qingming, it’s like this... mommy..."

She tried several times, finding it hard to open her mouth.

Helian Si sighed lightly, walked over, and hugged the mother and son.

"Qingming, what mommy means is, daddy is well... living in this world like you, he is alive and can accompany Qingming with homework and play..."

"Then why?"

The little bun suddenly shouted, questioning, "Then why?"

His reaction was stronger than both parents had anticipated, and they didn’t expect he would ask this first.

"Little Bun..." Yu Sangwan was obviously a bit anxious.

But the little bun’s eyes turned red, and tears suddenly flowed down, "Daddy is well, then why doesn’t he want mommy, doesn’t want Qingming?"

"Little Bun, it’s not like that..." Yu Sangwan felt distressed for her son, eager to explain, "Daddy was ill, although he’s physically fine, but... his head was injured, and he can’t remember things from before, so he couldn’t find mommy and Little Bun..."

The little bun cried inconsolably, he was too clever!

He cried and shook his head, "No! Daddy is hurt, he’s well, but he forgot about mommy and Little Bun! He doesn’t remember us, we are his treasures, but he doesn’t remember! Waa waa..."

Helian Si felt a pang at the bridge of his nose, tears welling up.

His son said exactly what he had long been suppressing deep in his heart as guilt.

He suddenly crouched down and hugged the little bun, "I’m sorry, Qingming, daddy didn’t mean to, daddy never wanted to forget you and mommy, but daddy was wrong, let daddy be punished by you, okay?"

"..."

The little bun paused, tears stained on his cheek, "Daddy?"

Helian Si’s thin lips parted lightly, feeling at this moment as if his head weighed a thousand pounds. He nodded slowly, "Yes, I am daddy!"

"Uh..." The little bun sobbed once, then suddenly pushed Helian Si away.

"Little Bun!"

Unprepared, the little bun bolted, wanting to run.

His naive yet stubborn look left his parents at a loss, "No! I don’t want you to be my daddy! You are Mr. President! You’re lying to me!"

"No, Qingming... daddy didn’t lie to you, I really am daddy!" Facing his son, Helian Si’s sense of helplessness spread endlessly as the little bun couldn’t accept this fact, though he was small, he had his own ideas.

"I don’t want! You’re such an amazing person, why would you let the little one be without a father?"

"Little Bun..." Helian Si choked, "Daddy is sorry, daddy was sick..."

How was he to explain the illness to his son... which hasn’t been completely cured to this day?

"What illness?" The little bun looked at him with tear-filled eyes, "Why didn’t you find a doctor to cure it? You are Mr. President, you can find the best doctors in the world! You don’t want mommy, or me!"

His small body turned, wiping tears as he went upstairs.

"Little Bun!"

Helian Si hurried to chase after, but Yu Sangwan pulled him back. "Wanwan?"

"I’ll go talk..." Yu Sangwan’s eyes were red too, "Little Bun is very sensible, he just couldn’t accept it for a moment, actually, he misses his father too much!"

"..." Helian Si remained silent for a moment, nodding, "Okay."

...

Yu Sangwan pushed open the room door, "Little Bun?"

The room was quiet, only muffled sobs could be heard.

Yu Sangwan’s heart ached, she walked to the bedside, and sure enough, saw her son crying under the covers.

"Little Bun..." Yu Sangwan sat on the edge of the bed, gently patting the bundled up quilt, "Do you really dislike daddy so much?"

"..."

For a long time, the little bun didn’t speak.

"Little Bun, haven’t you always asked mommy what daddy was like?" Yu Sangwan’s voice was soft and gentle, with no intention of forcing logic, "Now you’ve seen it, daddy is very handsome... Little Bun looks a lot like daddy, daddy is outstanding, he is the Mr. President that little Bun has always respected!"

Slowly, a corner of the quilt was lifted.

The little bun’s chubby face, tear-stained, his voice a bit hoarse, "Mommy..."

"Yes?"

The little bun thought for a moment, "Did daddy really not deliberately abandon us?"

"...Yes." Yu Sangwan nodded, gently stroking her son’s cheek, "Daddy was really sick... his illness is invisible, Little Bun will understand when he grows up."

"Then..." The little bun asked again, "Does daddy love mommy, love me?"

"Of course." Yu Sangwan kissed her son on the head, "Mommy asks you, since you’ve lived here for so long, has daddy treated you well?"

The little bun thought earnestly for a moment, finally nodding, "Yes."

Yu Sangwan smiled in relief, hugging her son, "Mr. Lu has always been very understanding, understand daddy, give daddy a chance, okay?"

The little bun sniffled, not answering directly, "Then... let’s see how he acts from now on!"

Yu Sangwan laughed, "Daddy and you share the same blood, there’s a saying ’blood is thicker than water’, it’s in daddy’s nature to be good to you, you’re his future, in the future you’ll become someone as amazing as him."

"..." The little bun pouted, half understanding, but in his heart, Helian Si was indeed an amazing person.

"Don’t think about it, should mommy give you a bath?"

"Yes!"

After calming her son, coaxing him to sleep, returning to the room it was already late.

Helian Si eagerly hugged Yu Sangwan, "Is our son asleep?"

"Yes." Yu Sangwan patted his hand, "Don’t be too anxious, take it slowly."

"Alright." Helian Si’s fingers brushed her waistband, "Let me help you?"

Realizing what he wanted to do, Yu Sangwan was a bit flustered, "Jinxuan, I’m not convenient..."