Breaking up, No Joke

In the VIP waiting room, Bai Yu looked at Mr. Zhang suspiciously, hesitant to speak.

Mr. Zhang let out a deep breath, "Just say what you have, don't look at me like this, I really can't stand it."

Bai Yun hummed and said, "I fell asleep in the car last night, who took me back to the hotel? I... didn't walk back by myself." Mr. Zhang almost knocked over the glass, "What! It's not you Back to the hotel! How is it!? Are you injured?!" Bai Yu shook his head, crossed his legs, his face full of relief: "You are finally willing to care about me. I don't know who hasn't sent me back yet, but I'm sure , I definitely didn’t go back by myself.”

"I'm neither drunk nor fainted. I just fell asleep. How could I not be able to walk? By the way, where was the driver you found for me last night? Ask him if he sent me back .”

Mr. Zhang looked strange: "I didn't find a driver for you. I originally planned to take you for a drive on the beach, but the tire blew up and I didn't pick you up in time."

Bai Yu: "..."

The two of them looked at each other in silence for a long time, and Bai Yu broke the embarrassment and said, "Forget it, probably... I sleepwalked back by myself."

Mr. Zhang nodded, secretly wanting to find some time to check the surveillance video, so as not to let someone with a heart beat Bai Yu.

The plane was missed by an hour, and Bai Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he got on the plane. Even if he couldn't make it for the New Year's Eve dinner, he could still make it for the Spring Festival Gala.

Mr. Zhang turned off his mobile phone and put on an eye mask to catch up on sleep.

Bai Yu couldn't fall asleep, and stared out the window with wide eyes, but in the end he could only see a gray area, and couldn't see anything.

Who was it last night?

On the other side, the Song family.

Mother Song took the newly bought clothes and put on the little watermelon with a smile on her face. She couldn't help but feel happy when she saw that the baby's white and tender face looked even more lovely under the new red clothes.

Her grandson is so cute!

The short-handed and short-footed little watermelon climbed onto the sofa, lay on Song's father's lap, and looked at him eagerly, "Grandpa, I'm hungry."

Papa Song's wise and calm eyes broke the ice in an instant when they touched the child's pure and ignorant peach blossom eyes. He took off his glasses helplessly and said, "Are you hungry? We can start dinner later, how about some biscuits first?"

Little Watermelon stretched out her short, fat fingers, shook them solemnly, and said, "No! Little Watermelon wants Tangtang."

Father Song grabbed a few candies on the coffee table, handed them to him, and said, "Eat it, and go to grandma after eating."

Little Watermelon didn't eat it, turned around cautiously, hid the candy in his pocket, and said innocently, "Grandpa, I've finished eating Tangtang, I want more."

Father Song, who witnessed a series of behaviors of children hiding candies: "..."

"You want to hide the candy and eat it secretly?" Papa Song, a master negotiator, couldn't help using a coaxing tone when facing his beloved grandson.

Eggy suddenly jumped out from the sofa, yelling bark, yelling, and then ran to the kitchen wagging his tail. This is his fixed base in the Song family, and he would go there almost every time before dinner. Turn twice and inspect the territory.

Under Song's father's gentle strategy, Little Watermelon said with a look of embarrassment: "Baba likes it."

Papa Song was healed by the little watermelon in an instant, and said with satisfaction, "Okay, what a good boy."

It's rare for this child to be so close to Song Shilin, and this is one of their concerns.

Little Watermelon blushed, and ran away in embarrassment—before he left, he still remembered to get a few more candies for his favorite Baba.

Baba... likes to eat candy, Daddy... um, doesn't like to eat it, so he wants to give all these candies to Baba!

Well……

But when will Baba come back to pick me up?

At eight o'clock in the evening, the National TV Spring Festival Gala officially began, and the four members of the Song family sat on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Song Shilin fed Little Watermelon a biscuit and said, "Brother, won't you come back this year?"

"The company is busy, so they said they would stay there, and come back to see us after the new year." Mother Song sighed and had a good New Year, but the eldest son was not there.

However, it is also nice to have grandchildren.

The little watermelon didn't know how to eat, so he looked at Song Shilin frequently. The latter thought he wanted convenience, so he dragged him to the bathroom on the first floor, and said, "Go, I'll wait for you here."

Little Watermelon shook her head, pulled Song Shilin's clothes, pouted aggrievedly, "Where's Baba?"

"I want to be with Ba Ba, Ba Ba bad!"

Song Shilin fell silent for a moment, squatted down, and looked at the child at the same level, "He will be back tonight."

When Bai Yu was boarding the plane today, he sent Song Shilin a text message saying that he had boarded the plane.It takes two hours at the slowest time to fly from New Southwest to Hwaseong.

But this has not taken into account whether Bai Yu will encounter traffic jams after he gets off the plane.

Little Watermelon blinked, "Daddy, can I wait for Baba at the door?"

"Okay, I'll go with you." Song Shilin nodded, put on his coat, pulled the little watermelon out of the house, and stood in the front yard.

There were little snowflakes in the dark night sky, which looked crystal clear under the bright street lamps, and the little watermelon's eyes lit up immediately, "Snow!"

Eggy jumped out from the corner with a tattered doll in its mouth, and Mung Dou's small eyes were shining, running around the little watermelon, and the little watermelon was amused by it, "Daddy, take a photo for me quickly!" , I want to be with Eggy!"

Song Shilin took out his phone, adjusted the light solemnly, and focused: "Smile."

Little Watermelon grinned, "Chicken wings!"

Song Shilin paused, sent the photo to Bai Yu, and said, "Why do you say chicken wings?"

Little Watermelon: "Baba said, eat more meat to grow taller, so we have to talk about chicken wings."

"...Don't listen to his nonsense, just laugh next time and don't need to talk."

Little Watermelon hesitated and said: "Daddy, we are here, can Baba find us?"

He had never been here before, and although curious, he still missed his home.Moreover, he was worried that Ba Ba would not find him when he came back.

"He knows you're here, does he still want to play?" Song Shilin said, just after he finished speaking, the phone in his pocket shook, and he took it out to see that it was a text message from Bai Yu.

Bai Yu: I'm stuck on the elevated road, and I won't be able to go back for a while.

After reading the text message, Song Shilin dialed the other party's phone without hesitation: "Why don't you call directly."

"...I thought you were with your parents, it would be embarrassing if I called." Bai Yu was speechless.

Little Watermelon groaned and reached for Song Shilin's hand, mumbling: "Ba Ba, I want Ba Ba."

Seeing this, Song Shilin was embarrassed to grab the phone from his son, so he gave him the phone.

Little Watermelon's eyes brightened: "Baba, I have candy, when are you coming back?"

"You should be able to go back in an hour at the latest. Little watermelon, where did you get the candy?" Bai Yu was surprised. At this time, the long queue in front of the car started slowly after being stuck in traffic for half an hour, "Okay, no There is a traffic jam, where can I find you later?"

Little Watermelon said, "Grandpa gave the candy, I want to leave it to Baba, um, Baba, okay?"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Xigua realized that the mobile phone in his hand had been snatched away, and looked at Song Shilin with a confused face, "Uncle Song... Ba Ba is mine."

Song Shilin ignored the child's sad eyes, "When will I arrive?"

"If there is no traffic jam, it will take about half an hour." Bai Yu said suddenly, "I don't want to go to see your parents so soon."

Song Shilin was silent for a while: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't mind meeting the other party's parents, but he wasn't ready yet.

Especially now that it's still Chinese New Year, he doesn't want to ruin a good reunion year just because of his appearance.

Thinking of this, Bai Yu's face turned pale.

Song Shilin definitely can't leave the Song family tonight, so when he goes back later, he will not only have to face an empty house, but also face the reality that his son is celebrating the new year at someone else's house!

wipe!

The resentful little Boge finally arrived home half an hour later, dragged his suitcase and walked home slowly, holding a bag of rice noodles that had just been packed on the road, the kind with two marinated eggs.

As a result, as soon as he opened the door with the key, he saw two figures, one large and one small, appearing in the dark room, and almost threw the rice noodles on his hand in fright.

"Baba! Birthday... No, Happy New Year!"

The little watermelon rushed out, clinging to Bai Yu's body like a koala, pouted and jumped up, "Kiss, bully kiss, kiss the little watermelon."

Song Shilin walked over calmly, kissed Bai Yu in front of Little Watermelon, and said, "Are you hungry?"

Bai Yu handed the suitcase to Song Shilin, picked up the little watermelon, weighed it, "You are really heavy."

Little Watermelon slumped.

Xiao Xigua and Song Shilin had already eaten, and Bai Yu didn't eat much on the plane. After entering the room, he just took the rice noodles he just bought and ate the marinated eggs.

Halfway through eating, Bai Yu stopped what he was doing, and said helplessly, "Can't you stop staring at me? I can't finish eating."

Little Watermelon looked straight at Bai Yu, "Baba eat, Little Watermelon is not hungry."

Bai Yu silently gave half of the marinated egg to the little watermelon, "Open your mouth."

Little Watermelon killed half of the egg in one bite, then turned around, secretly dug out a small piece of egg yolk from his mouth and threw it to Dandan.

Bai Yu: "..." Prodigal son.

Song Shilin said, "I'm not going back tonight."

"Why?" Bai Yu remembered this, "Why did you appear here?"

Little Watermelon interjected, "Daddy is going to find...well, to accompany his wife, so grandma told him to leave quickly."

Bai Yu looked straight at Song Shilin: "...I'm suddenly a little shy."

Little Watermelon asked: "Ba Ba, what is a daughter-in-law?"

Song Shilin frowned, and it was the first time that Xiao Xigua talked too much, "How can he have such a good memory when he is only two years old?"

Bai Yu sneered: "How do I know, anyway, when I was two years old, I was still crawling all over the room in crotch pants."

Song Shilin: "I'm going to the study, you rest with him." After finishing speaking, the man got up without hesitation.

Xiao Xigua and Bai Yu stared with big eyes.

Bai Yu suddenly leaned over and grinned, "Little Watermelon, tell Dad the exact words of Uncle Song again, okay?

Song Shilin actually told his parents that he was going to accompany his daughter-in-law... This feeling is quite shameful.

Bo Yu suddenly had a feeling that he wanted to devote himself to Song Dapao, who was sullen and paralyzed in the study.

"No." Little Watermelon jumped off the chair and ran away.

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