The young man, trying to fill the awkward silence, sat up hugging a pillow and asked, “Did you check on Dun Dun?”
The man, who was busy with his preparations, answered succinctly, “Yes.” He was taking longer than usual, feeling somewhat constricted.
“Oh, well…” Before he could finish his sentence, the tall figure loomed over him, making him forget what he was going to say.
The only thing he was sure of was that it was probably an inconsequential remark…
“Yangyang,” Huo Yunchuan called out.
The romantic atmosphere spread throughout the room, and the other’s calm and assertive actions eroded the young man’s dazed consciousness.
His easily wounded eyes, after a few strokes of his fingers, turned a rosy hue.
Even An Wuyang himself couldn’t tell if the wetness on his eyelids was sweat dripping from his forehead or tears welling up from his eyes.
Or maybe he just didn’t want to admit that he looked like a fool when he cried.
“…”
“Yangyang?” Huo Yunchuan reached out, lifting his half-buried face from the pillow, suddenly feeling a handful of wetness.
The surprised and pained man hesitated for a moment.
“It’s nothing…” An Wuyang said, realizing his voice was terribly hoarse: “Cough, cough.”
Half an hour later, a lamp lit up the darkened room with the curtains drawn.
Feeling like he had finally come back to life, the young man struggled to lift a long pillow, standing it upright between the two of them to maintain some distance: “You brute, I need a break…”
He exhaled loudly.
Huo Yunchuan remained expressionless: “…”
Looking at his delicate and fragile spouse, he couldn’t think of anything else to do but indulge him.
A while later.
As the young man was resting, he inadvertently turned his head and saw the crazed individual next to him doing push-ups.
This was simply an inhuman, antisocial behavior!
Huo Yunchuan’s vigorous display scared the fight-or-flight instinct out of An Wuyang, whose combat ability was negative five.
So An Wuyang hurriedly got up, threw on a shredded nightshirt, and scrambled off the bed.
“Where are you going?” Huo Yunchuan paused his push-ups and asked.
“I feel like I’m about to give birth. I’m going to go have a baby,” An Wuyang nonsensically blurted out, sounding more frantic than the other.
Such a blatantly flawed excuse was something Huo Yunchuan couldn’t believe, so with quick reflexes, he grabbed him back in less than a second.
“Yunchuan…” An Wuyang called out anxiously.
“It seems you’re rested up?” Huo Yunchuan, holding him down, said with a teasing smile, “How about we play a game of cop and prisoner?”
That afternoon, An Wuyang’s experience was rather miserable.
But all in all, he got what he wanted. He wanted [beep] and he got [beep].
After all, it was his own choice to stay home and skip class, not anyone else’s.
In the evening, Huo Yunchuan, having excess energy, woke up first. He looked at the person beside him and saw that the young man’s fair neck was marked like a scribble. Despite this, he felt no guilt at all; instead, he found it pleasing to the eye.
“Exercise addict,” he muttered, then got up to shower and work out.
However, his plans were interrupted by the little troublemaker, Dun Dun.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah…” Dun Dun used a series of excited cries and kicked his legs vigorously, trying to get out of Aunt Zhang’s arms to reach his dad.
“Let him come over,” Huo Yunchuan said, setting aside the exercise equipment and clapping his hands for the little one.
Aunt Zhang then let Dun Dun down.
Freed, the little one darted into his father’s arms like a small rocket: “Dada~~”
Listen to that endearing sound.
However, the practical father first checked how many little teeth his son had now.
Six little teeth.
“Daddy.” Huo Yunchuan felt Dun Dun was calling him “daddy,” but the pronunciation was off. He wanted to teach his child the correct way to say it.
“…” Dun Dun looked at him, smiling, and gave his handsome face a kiss.
“Dad—dy,” Huo Yunchuan patiently instructed.
Dun Dun: “Mua!” Happy, he kissed his dad again.
Perhaps to him, this was a form of interaction and response.
But to Huo Yunchuan, it was great. Dun Dun had inherited his “little daddy’s” intelligence—cute and a bit silly, it was perfect.
“In two months, if you still can’t say ‘daddy,’ I’ll send you back to Grandma’s,” Huo Yunchuan warned, holding his innocent little child.
“Ah…” Dun Dun, still sucking his fingers, climbed on his dad’s lap.
While Huo Yunchuan appeared serious, he was actually content and attentive to his son. He found his son both endearing and somewhat foolish, but he played with him carefully.
Given that Dun Dun was teething, he would often engage in more wild behavior.
Huo Yunchuan warned, “No, you can’t bite this. It’s my finger…”
The young master of the Huo family was teething, and his teeth were itching.
Unable to control himself, he grabbed a finger that wasn’t his, looked at his dad, then at the finger, and without any sense of threat, put it into his mouth…
An Wuyang had just arrived at the door and was immediately jolted awake from his drowsiness by the unsanitary behavior of father and son: “Huo Yunchuan, isn’t this dirty!”
He thought, is this how you raise a child?
Really.
Then he saw Huo Yunchuan hastily snatch his finger away from the child and, with a completely shameless expression, say, “It’s not my fault; it was Dun Dun who acted first.”
“… I hear your nonsense,” An Wuyang said, speechless.
He then went over to take the child and thought to himself, how much strength do you have, and how much strength does Dun Dun have?
After being scolded by his wife, Huo Yunchuan, without retorting, concernedly asked, “Are you still tired?”
An Wuyang shook his head, clearly not wanting to talk, and then said, “It’s time for dinner. Go take a shower.”
Huo Yunchuan, left alone, looked up at the white wall at a 45-degree angle and thought, did I come back too early, or did I not tease with Durex enough?
In the end, he realized it was neither; it was that he had spoiled An Wuyang to the point of lawlessness.
After a brief separation, their family of three had returned to their usual routine.
Huo Yunchuan went out for work when he needed to, An Wuyang went out for classes as usual, and they had resumed the weekend visits to the old home to see his parents and grandfather.
In the blink of an eye, the tail end of spring was about to disappear. In this city where the seasons were not particularly distinct, people still wore thick clothing, waiting for warmer weather to arrive.
However, for some enthusiasts of outdoor activities, this season was perfect for a spring outing.
Huo Yunchuan thought it wasn’t too cold or too dry.
It was just right for taking his son and little angel out for a stroll.
“What? He’s taking Dun Dun out for a hike?!” When Mrs. Huo found out that the reason Huo Yunchuan’s family of three wasn’t coming home that weekend was to go hiking, she felt an urge to vomit blood from anger: “You scoundrel!”
Taking the older one is one thing; it’s okay to watch him closely. But Dun Dun is only eleven months old, not even a year old!
How can he go hiking at this age! She thought.
XX District, located in the outskirts of Beijing, did have a few suitable spots for spring outings.
But in the North, even in late spring, you don’t see the lush greenery of the South.
Only some artificially planted greenery slightly had the color of spring.
If Huo Yunchuan were going out on his own, he would never choose such a flat mountain path.
However, considering the little angel’s battle power—only suitable for wide, paved stone roads.
The pampered young man, who had been lazy for the past two years, was commendable for wearing sports shoes and a hiking jacket and going for a walk with him.
“Ya ya…” Dun Dun, carried in his father’s arms, displayed his milk bottle to the beautiful sisters on the road.
Only when the running sisters walked away with smiles did he put the nipple back in his mouth and continue to enjoy the sweet milk with his eyes closed…
The two dads, both wearing sunglasses, held hands, occasionally whispering intimately and quietly enjoying the surrounding scenery.
Unbeknownst to them, in the eyes of tourists, the three of them were a delightful sight.
“Wow, I can’t believe there are two dads…”
“The one carrying the baby is so handsome, mature and steady…”
These compliments reached the young man’s ears, clearly making him less than happy.
He coolly turned his head and flashed a smile at the few sisters discussing nearby.
“……”
“Wow, the shorter one is also really good-looking!”
An Wuyang: “……” His cool smile froze on his face, turning into an awkward expression.
Feeling a bit sulky, he raised his fist and lightly punched the neighboring arm, which was as hard as iron: “It’s all your fault.”
The confused Huo Yunchuan thought, what did I do wrong? Shouldn’t I have suggested going out for a spring outing?
Facing the man who didn’t like to think, the little angel relaxed both physically and mentally and asked, “What’s my fault?”
The little angel replied, “It’s your fault for being too tall and too handsome. Standing next to you, I have no appeal at all.”
Huo Yunchuan: “???”
Huo Yunchuan thought, you’ve already attracted the tall and handsome guy, what more do you want?
After spending a day exploring a certain not-so-tall mountain, on the way back, An Wuyang was in charge of editing the selfies taken that day.
He also updated his Weibo, which hadn’t been updated for a while after school, to check how everyone was doing recently.
“Homework is so difficult 2000V: [image] [image] [image] [image] In April, which belongs to Aries, our family of three explored a certain mountain. Friends who like it, please give a thumbs up~~”
Dun Dun was born on April 15, so An Wuyang remembered the zodiac sign for that month.
A fan commented: “The photos are stylish and handsome, and your complexion looks great. But, little sweetie, what’s with this middle-aged person’s tone in your WeChat Moments???”
This type of fan was clearly a doting mother, with only the little sweetie in her eyes.
Fan 2: “Wow, the little baby is so cute!”
This was a Dun Dun fan.
Fan 3: “Ahhh, Daddy Huo is so handsome!”
This was a fan of the big pig trotter.
The little sweetie didn’t blink as he moved his fingers to delete all similar comments from his territory.
Soon, some netizens began to question why the comments confessing their love for Huo Yunchuan had been deleted.
Did the blogger delete them?
But why would the blogger delete other people’s comments?
Those persistently questioning had an obvious complaining attitude.
In response, An Wuyang edited a Weibo post, choosing a close-up of himself kissing Huo Yunchuan from their wedding photos.
It was clear and shocking enough.
“Homework is so difficult 2000V: [image] I will delete those comments confessing love for @Huo Yunchuan under my Weibo. Do I need to explain the reason?? I’m jealous.”
Author’s note:
【Highlights of this chapter】
Huo Yunchuan: “Dun Dun moved his hand first.”
1TL: YSIAD “You can support me if you like my translations by leaving a comment below, or by sending me a Ko-fi. Thank you and Enjoy reading! ❤️”
