"In a while, Shuang'er will have to go back to her room to sleep too, how will you stay alone?"
"..." Yin Huaiyu pressed his lips together for a moment, then stood up and said, "I'll go to the study for a while."
Yin Shixiu put his hand on Yin Huaiyu's shoulder, pressing him down onto the chair. Yin Shixiu sat in the same chair that Su Xiaomeng had just occupied, leaning back against the seat, looking at Yin Huaiyu who seemed as if he wanted to bury his head into the ground, and said,
"Be a man, hold your head up."
Yin Huaiyu stubbornly lifted his head, Yin Shixiu could see tears streaming down Huaiyu's face, his eyes were terribly red.
For a moment, he felt an overwhelming sense of reluctance and heartache.
He really hadn't seen Yin Huaiyu cry for a long time, he thought Su Xiaomeng, as a mother, indeed had some skills.
"You are a man, right? Dad is too, conversations between men shouldn't beat around the bush. Say whatever's on your mind, isn't it?"
