Every day living in the Lu Family villa, he felt like a joke.
The master of the Lu Family was gone, yet he, an outsider, was living there long-term.
He and Jingxing, the father and son, felt abandoned, guarding the villa, waiting for Lu Meng to return.
Fortunately, Jingxing hadn't gotten familiar with anyone, so there was no fuss about wanting his mom.
But every day returning to the villa and seeing his son's pure and clear eyes, Song Yunchi's heart ached unbearably.
Gently stroking his fair and tender cheek, "Jingxing, do you resent Dad?"
"..."
"If it weren't for Dad, your Mom wouldn't have left."
"..."
"It's Dad who dragged you down."
Jingxing grabbed his dad's hand, babbling his Martian language joyfully.
Song Yunchi picked him up, sighed, resting his chin on his head, "Little Idiot."
He probably still doesn't know what longing feels like, does he?
Unlike him…
Takes out his phone, attempting to call Lu Meng.
