"Ayun, Ayun, Ayun..."
Father Hua pushed his son's shoulder slightly.
"Ayun!"
His strength increased a bit.
"Wake up!"
...
The boy's fingers moved.
Hua's father, who was observing his son's face intently, didn't notice it.
The inability to wake his son made him increasingly restless.
"Hua Ziyun's fingers moved."
Xiao Xiao reminded him loudly.
"......ah?"
Hua's father slowly received the voice of the young man on his side, "What did you say?"
He was so focused on waking up his son that he didn't even hear what the young man said.
"Just now, Hua Ziyun's fingers moved."
Xiao Xiao repeated it slowly.
"real?!"
Father Hua exclaimed with surprise on his face.
"Ayun, Ayun... wake up..."
This time he focused on his son's hands.
After calling a few times, his eyes suddenly widened, "It's moving, it's really moving!"
"Ayun's fingers moved!"
He looked up at the young man standing on the other side of the bed, showing an overjoyed expression.
"Um."
Xiao Xiao nodded, and the scene he saw in the corner of his eye made the corners of his mouth curl up a little more because of Father Hua's joy.
"His eyes were also opened."
"What?"
Father Hua didn't realize for a moment who he was?
...
"dad?"
A hoarse and weak voice reached the man's ears.
Father Hua felt like he was struck by lightning.
The sound was so soft that it almost seemed like an illusion.
It’s been a month.
He hasn't heard his son call him daddy for a month.
Father Hua's eyes suddenly turned red.
He lowered his head almost cautiously.
Both hands were trembling slightly.
...
"dad."
An almost mute call.
Seeing the weak but all-too-familiar smile on his son's face, Father Hua's eyes heated up, and hot tears rolled down his face.
"dad?"
The boy's eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously wanted to get up.
But he found that he was completely exhausted and couldn't exert any energy at all.
He doesn't know what's wrong with him?
But what he is more concerned about now is, what happened to his father?
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
"Don't scare me!"
"Okay, why are you crying?"
"Who bullied you?"
"No, who can bully you?"
The boy asked repeatedly, and then an idea flashed in his mind, "Is it mom?!"
"Did you make mom angry?"
"Mom wants to divorce you?"
"Dad, don't worry, I'll go tell mom."
"With me-"
"Ouch!"
The boy wailed, "Dad, why did you hit me?"
He covered his forehead with a look of grievance.
"Brat!"
Hua's father took back his hand, dumbfounded, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
He reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes.
But the smile on his face could not be suppressed.
very nice.
My son is fine.
My son is really well!
...
"dad?"
Seeing Father Hua's actions, the boy was a little anxious, "What on earth are you-?"
"Is there anything uncomfortable on you?"
Hua's father interrupted the boy and asked while looking at his son's face.
"ah?"
The boy subconsciously replied, "There's nothing uncomfortable about it."
"I just don't know why I feel so weak."
The boy who reacted immediately shouted, "Dad, you haven't answered my question yet."
"It's not mom-"
"By the way, I need to call your mother!"
Hua's father stopped repeating "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay" and interrupted the boy again.
Looking excited.
To be continued...