In a flash, Er Yu and I were on the beach. I sat to the side, watching him, in just his swim shorts, running around and playing with a boomerang. I couldn’t help but think of Qi Yufeng, who was still bathing at home. How long had I been ignoring him? It wasn’t until last night that I realized for the first time that my arms couldn’t fully embrace his shoulders, that there was a tiny black dot at the corner of his left eyebrow, and I touched his hair, noting the scent of his shampoo… How could such a carefree, privileged man seem so simple to me?
“Mommy, Mommy, uncle is here!” Er Yu struggled through the soft sand to reach me. Turning around, I indeed saw Qi Yufeng, with a towel around his waist, wearing my obviously ill-fitting slippers, walking towards us with an air of nonchalance. “How did you know we were here?” He squinted at the dazzling expanse of sand and sea. “You bought that little house for this place, didn’t you?” I was speechless… What a silly question…
“You washed all my clothes. Are you trying to keep me here?” … That’s exactly why I came out here, otherwise, why would I leave home? “Every time there’s a problem, you just run away!” … “Mommy, he’s scolding you.” “I know.” “If I were you, I wouldn’t stand for it.” I looked at him in surprise, as he provocatively teased Qi Yufeng with a pout. When did my son become so clever! “Liu Yixia, how did you teach this child!” Qi Yufeng stared at Er Yu in disbelief. “Don’t you dare be mean to my mommy!” Er Yu ran up to him, grabbing the towel around his waist in a threatening manner. “Do you dare?” Without another word, Er Yu pulled, exposing Qi Yufeng, who I embraced in excitement, moved to tears. “My son, you truly are the apple of my eye!”
“Mommy, I don’t want pasta today.” “Okay, Mommy will cook rice.” Meanwhile, the victim was still looking at his towel. “You… you have guts!”
