Chapter 658, The Silent Child
Little Lonely was feeling a bit worried that his dad and mom might be having a fight.
He vaguely heard his mom’s tragic cries shortly after his dad entered their suite’s room.
Little Lonely felt scared but didn’t dare to knock on the door, so he forced himself to focus on playing with his Communication Device.
But being a little kid, he soon got absorbed in the game and forgot about everything in the house. By the time he felt tired and dozed off, it was already the next day.
With dawn just breaking, Little Lonely jumped out of bed, ran to the bathroom for a quick visit, and when he returned, he found Young Master Sang already sitting at his bedside.
“Dad—” Little Lonely started to speak, but then suddenly remembered something and hurriedly pulled out his Communication Device.
“Wow, this game is so much fun!”
Young Master Sang said, “… Come on. Your mom has already softened up, so why are you still holding on?”
Little Lonely scratched his head and mumbled, “Mom said I have to wait for Dad to apologize in person before she’ll lift the… the…”
“Don’t worry.”
Young Master Sang walked over, hugged the little guy, and tickled his nose. “I apologized to your mom really hard last night.”
Little Lonely: “?”
What does ‘really hard’ apologize mean? Is that grammar the teacher never taught?
“Dad… please don’t quarrel with Mom, okay?”
Snuggled in Young Master Sang’s embrace, Little Lonely softly muttered, “Teacher said fighting is bad; families should get along peacefully.”
Young Master Sang couldn’t help but laugh and ruffled his little head.
Compared to his sister, Little Lonely was really well-behaved. Maybe a bit too much.
Sometimes Young Master Sang thought that the child might be a bit too obedient; if only he could inherit some of his sister’s liveliness and troublemaking ability!
But when he thought about it, Little Lonely might actually resemble him more.
Or rather, he looked like the young version of himself.
Not crying, not causing a fuss. Not fighting, not competing. Always quiet, staying in his own little world.
Such a child was not only sensitive but also afraid of loss.
Young Master Sang suddenly became quiet again and softly said, “Speaking of which. Your fifth birthday is just around the corner.”
“Have you thought about what gift you want?”
Little Lonely thought for a moment and shook his head. “Nothing in particular.”
“Impossible! When I was your age, I wanted so many things!”
Young Master Sang listed off eagerly: “Toy cars, spinning tops, yo-yos, Transformers, even game cards…”
Little Lonely blinked.
Although he had never heard of any of the things Young Master Sang mentioned.
“But what I want doesn’t need to be a birthday gift; Mom will get it for me anyway.”
Young Master Sang: “…”
True.
Bai Ming wasn’t worried about her son getting addicted to the internet.
If Young Master Sang remembered correctly, Little Lonely even had an internal top-tier account in Original Immortal. While other players treated it like a pay-to-win game, he treated it like a floating spirit moon shadow testing device.
“Alright then. Let’s talk when you have something you really want.”
Young Master Sang also knew that both of his kids had been pampered since they were small, living in luxury, so their expectations would naturally be higher.
To come up with a gift that would delight him, he would have to ponder a bit.
When Young Master Sang got up to wake the two little sloths in the room, Little Lonely suddenly shyly tugged at his hand.
“Dad…”
“Can I… have a dog?” he asked cautiously, looking up at Young Master Sang.
Young Master Sang was taken aback.
“Why… suddenly want a dog?”
“Because… I like it.”
Seeing his hesitant demeanor, Young Master Sang was puzzled for a moment.
But since it wasn’t an outrageous request, he readily agreed.
“Alright, next time, Dad will take you to pick out a dog you like.”
Little Lonely shook his head vigorously. “I want to find one myself.”
Young Master Sang stared at Little Lonely for a while.
Little Lonely seemed a bit guilty, his eyes drifting to the side.
“…Okay.”
Young Master Sang cheerfully smiled. “Dad will listen to you.”
“Quick, go wash up! Breakfast is ready soon.”
“Okay!” Little Lonely’s eyes lit up.
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After finishing breakfast, Little Lonely said he wanted to wander around the streets.
While the little guy was still focused on eating, Young Master Sang curiously leaned closer to Bai Ming and whispered:
“Did Little Lonely do anything strange yesterday?”
“Not that I know of…”
Bai Ming thought for a moment. “Last night, we just strolled around the beach and resort until you arrived.”
“He did run off to play by himself for a bit, but it wasn’t long.”
Young Master Sang nodded thoughtfully.
Bai Ming wanted to ask more, but Young Master Sang stopped her.
After finishing the meal, when Little Lonely yelled about going out, Young Master Sang simply let Yu Xia take him out.
Once the two left, Young Master Sang and Bai Ming changed into casual clothes, put on sunglasses, and secretly followed behind.
Sure enough.
Going out to shop was just a ruse. Little Lonely distractedly looked around for a bit, then suddenly said he wanted ice cream and asked Yu Xia to buy him some.
As soon as Yu Xia stepped out, Little Lonely quietly snuck away.
Young Master Sang and Bai Ming followed closely, winding through streets and even leaving the resort, arriving at the woods on the outskirts.
There was a small village here.
Bai Ming quietly explained that this place was home to some former seaside residents. Since Bai Ming bought land to build the resort, the locals had to relocate.
Many moved to the big city of Lingzhou after getting compensation, while those who remained were usually elderly, frail, and unable to migrate, but who were fond of the old place.
However, this area was still quite remote.
Little Lonely wandered around in the woods for a while and quickly arrived at a farmhouse with smoke billowing from the chimney.
He knocked on the door, and not long after, a girl about his age came out to answer.
“It’s you again?”
“I-I came to buy your dog,” Little Lonely said, looking a bit embarrassed, his cute cheeks slightly flushed and his head bowed shyly.
“You want to buy Ah Huang?” The girl seemed a little angry. “Why do you want to buy it? Didn’t you know it hurt its leg last night?”
“That’s… why I want to…”
“No way!” The girl rudely shoved him away. “Ah Huang is not for sale to you.”
“Why not? I-I can pay a lot of money, enough to treat your grandpa’s illness—”
“Pfft! I don’t believe you!”
“You rich people are all bad!” Saying this, the girl slammed the door shut.
Leaving Little Lonely standing there, a bit lost and feeling wronged.
Bai Ming glanced at Young Master Sang.
“What… exactly happened?” she asked quietly.
Young Master Sang looked at the dejected Little Lonely from afar with a meaningful gaze.
He seemed to know why his son suddenly wanted a dog.
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