The little guy didn't expect Jun Moyan to wake up just like that. His little mind was a bit slow to react, and he looked at him nervously with wide eyes, not knowing what to do.
"Awake." Jun Moyan was the first to speak.
"Dad." The little guy then called him, his childish voice saying "Dad," melting people's hearts.
"Okay." Jun Moyan responded, pulling the little guy closer: "Come up."
The little guy lay on Jun Moyan's pillow, facing him, with his little hands nervously clasped together underneath.
Jun Moyan's large hand touched his little head and his fingertips brushed the little guy's face.
Asked, "Why didn't you call Dad when you woke up?"
The little guy pursed his little mouth, didn't speak, and after a while, asked, "Why is Dad with An'an?"
"Last night, after Dad came back, he came to see An'an. But An'an was already asleep, so Dad watched An'an for a while and fell asleep himself."
"Dad came back very late last night?"
