Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When he had yet to meet this child in person, especially that time that they were on the phone, and this child was flaunting his prowess to him while demanding that he stayed far away from his mother, he only thought that it was interesting and amusing.
How capable could a mere child be?
As he sternly warned him not to bully his mommy further, or else they would be at swords’ points, he held nothing but admiration for this child!
He was proud and extremely daring. He had inherited his decisiveness. His way of speech was also extremely similar.
However, now that he finally met this child, his heart was aching badly instead!
This child and Yichen were twins. He could only marvel at The Creator’s holiness and miraculous works. Unlike other twins, regardless of their facial features or appearance, the two were exactly the same. If the two stood together and wore the same clothes while maintaining an expressionless face, he would be hard-pressed to tell them apart.
If only one were to look closely, they could find minute differences between his sons.
Little Yichen’s long and narrow eyes were much more similar to his – deep and ethereal. His lashes were thickly packed like phoenix feathers, and his nose bridge was high and straight with its tip pointing upward into a haughty curve.
Still, the prominent gentleness between his brows was similar to his mother, and even though his small lips resembled his in shape, their color was all Yun Shishi’s.
Youyou’s eyes, meanwhile, were more similar to hers. His eyes were distinctively black and white. His irises were dark and dewy, seemingly containing the beautiful starry night sky; they looked like black and radiant agates. His nose bridge resembled his – tall and straight – but his lips resembled hers in rosiness and lusciousness.
Little Yichen’s growth had been well-monitored all this while. He suddenly shot up in height and, although only six, he was already at his waist when he stood next to him.
He had a refined face, which glowed with a healthy tinge of red, and his cheeks had a little baby fat to them. He looked like a cherub with his chubbiness, and one could not help but land a peck at either of his cheeks.
Youyou was fairly thin in comparison. Yun Shishi had always been careful with his diet, yet it was just hard for his body to gain flesh and fat. Despite growing taller, he was still petite for his age. Could the child’s body be poor in nutrition intake? He was around the same height as Little Yichen, but, comparing them, Youyou’s wrist was so thin it could be held with his two fingers.
“Youyou…”
She called out to the child.
Youyou opened his eyes slightly. Noticing that he had ‘woken up’, she was surprised and overjoyed. She hugged him into her chest and endearingly said, “Youyou, you’re awake! Mommy came late. I’m sorry; I’m sorry…”
The child’s delicate face slightly frowned. His lips pouted as his eyes gathered tears of anguish. Snuggling longingly in her arms, he grumbled, “Mommy, why did you only come now? Youyou waited really long for you; Youyou thought mommy no longer wants him…”
His little hands circled around her neck, and he placed his small head on her shoulder in bliss, curling up into her like a little kitty and indulging himself in her warmth.
However, when he opened his eyes and spotted the man standing tall and indifferent by the bed, his gentle smile instantly froze.
Mu Yazhe walked closer to the bed with light steps and stood by the headboard for the longest time. From the start, he was quietly measuring him with his eyes; no words were exchanged between them.
As Youyou spied the man’s face, his expression quickly darkened.
The father and son met and sized each other up. However, in contrast to that faint affection in Mu Yazhe’s eyes, Youyou’s were only filled with vigilance and hostility.