Chapter 473 - He Finally Calls Her Mommy…
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Although he had yet to call her 'mommy' aloud, the intimacy he felt could not be replaced by simply uttering that term of endearment!
She walked to his bed helplessly and softly spoke to him. "Yichen, mom… aunt has to leave! You be good, okay?"
Yichen felt his heart ache terribly. He opened his mouth and wanted so badly to have her stay, yet he could not voice out anything that would make her do so.
He felt that he had no right to request that from her.
His head hung low from the desolation he felt as his eyes were filled with much longing, grief, and even attachment for her. However, he did not want to make things hard for her, so he hid these emotions away.
Ultimately, he said nothing.
Yun Shishi was heartbroken upon seeing his despondent look. She wanted very much to caress his face, but the sight of Mu Yazhe reminded her of his earlier words, and her heart immediately sank!
She retracted her hand reluctantly and left with Youyou in her arms.
Youyou looked at his father with penetratingly cold eyes the moment he passed him by.
The man, however, neither looked in their direction nor urged for them to stay and merely made his way to Yichen's side. However, upon noticing his son's vacuous look as he gazed miserably and longingly at his mother's departing back, for a moment, he almost suffocated from depression!
Yichen watched the mother-son pair exit the ward and was unable to stop himself from getting off his bed. Disregarding his injured arm, he staggered his way to the door but had to halt his steps there.
Seeing that they were already inside the elevator going down, he leaned against the door desolately. When the elevator doors slammed shut, his world also seemed to have come crashing down, and he mumbled with much emotion, "Mommy…"
He stared blankly at the elevator, and as terrible pain gripped his heart, tears uncontrollably fell from his eyes.
He felt that a large portion of his heart had gone missing at her departure, and he could not mend it no matter how much he tried!
Mu Yazhe made his way to the entrance of the ward and lifted him up. Looking at his arm in a cast, he cocked his handsome brow in inquiry. "What happened to your arm?"
Completely ignorant to what had transpired earlier today, he merely attributed his son's injury to one of the amusement park's rides malfunctioning.
Yichen turned his head away and ignored him instead.
Toward this son of his, Mu Yazhe held some regret.
He should not have left him in the amusement park alone!
Alas, it was an emergency then. He was worried about Song Enxi's condition and was not in the mood to question who was in the right and wrong, perceiving it to be inconsequential. His thought was simply on rushing the child to the nearest hospital; this was his responsibility after all, was it not?
His son, unfortunately, refused to leave.
He tried to carry him by force, but the child rejected his contact and even lost his temper.
Since that was the case, he might as well leave him there. His son could enjoy himself for all he wanted.
When he himself acted willful as a child, his father dished out a similar punishment to him. Perhaps, in his mind, this was not inappropriate, but intentionally or not, his decision caused the child pain.
Now, he was reprimanding himself.
He felt regrets to his child, so he conceded to him - something that rarely happened. "It's daddy's bad; it's daddy's bad. Daddy shouldn't have left you there. Are you willing to forgive daddy?"
"No."
Yichen was being difficult and only gave him a one-word reply before ignoring him again.
Yun Shishi's forlorn expression as she left entirely filled his mind. He was concerned for her. They had just parted not too long ago, but he was already missing her by a lot.
He missed her feeding him tiramisu tenderly, and he missed her warmth when she hugged him.
Suddenly, he could not control himself and burst into tears.
He rarely cried; in fact, he almost never did.
However, for some reason, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.
