Jian Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and calculated. The time was just right. In addition to the incident that happened six years ago, it happened to be the same as the child's birthday.
The news was like a bomb. It hit him in an instant. Jian Yi had no time to react. He only knew that the child lying in front of him was his son. After so many years of nightmares, he would always dream about him.
The child called him sweetly in front of him, "Daddy..."
But now, the nightmare he had for many years has turned into a sweet dream, and has even come true. He still can't believe that the little man in front of him is his son, a living child.
He was so excited that not only his heart but also his body were trembling, his eyes were moist, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly...
Because he is afraid, he is afraid that all this is just a dream, and this child is like a fleeting phantom that will disappear like that.
"Dad?" Yiyi still thinks this father is really weird. Parents of kindergarten children are very happy every time they see their children, but why does his father seem to be about to cry when he sees him?
"Yeah." Jian Yi whispered, he wanted to try this feeling.
When I returned home, I learned that Takagi had a son. Although that son didn't like Takagi, every time he called Takagi's ex-father in front of him, Jian Jian remained silent every time.
Because he knows, he knows what he is envious of, and he is going crazy with jealousy!
But now, there is a child, his own child, who finally calls him daddy...
This kind of joy...this kind of excitement that makes his brain burst out...makes him crazy and makes him happy.
"Dad, you are so strange, why are you crying? Don't you like Yiyi?"
Yi Yi asked innocently. In his opinion, apart from this possibility, the expression on Jian Yan's face should have no other meaning.
"No..." Jian Yi choked and moved her chair, wanting to get closer to Yi Yi, "How could dad hate you? You know dad has..."
Jian Yi suddenly laughed and scratched his head in confusion. He was so excited that he forgot how to organize his words.
"You... do you know how happy dad is to know that you are his son? Dad is happy, and he definitely doesn't hate you..."