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"Mommy?" Lil Yan did not call out to Zhuo Qianyun until they got into a taxi.
Although he did not know why his mother had suddenly picked him up when he was picking out a birthday present for Aunty, he had always been an obedient child and knew there must be a reason for her to do that, so he kept quiet all the way.
"I… Saw someone I didn't want to see just now, so... I ran away with you in my arms. How about I bring you to buy a present for Aunty Yiran next time?" said Zhuo Qianyun.
The little one nodded and asked in a babyish voice, "Is the person you don't want to see a bad person?"
Zhuo Qianyun suddenly found her nose to be a little sore. When Lil Yan was younger, he once asked her where his father was.
Each time he asked, she would say that his father was in heaven.
She wondered when Lil Yan would understand what it meant to be in heaven.
However, she knew that she could not tell him that his father was only a few dozen meters away from them, and she could not tell him that he had actually met his father before. It was just that his existence was never what the man expected.
The man had never even thought of having such a child.
"Mommy, why are you crying?" His tender little hand caressed Zhuo Qianyun's cheek. His pretty little face was filled with a precocious worry.
Zhuo Qianyun finally realized she had burst into tears at some point.
"Mommy, don't cry. I... I'll be a good boy. I'll work harder in learning to speak, to use the hearing aid, and learn a lot of words," said the little one, thinking that his mother was feeling sorry for him again.
That was because before he could hear, his mother would always hug him and cry before saying something to Grandma.
He only knew limited lip language, but he knew that his mother and his grandmother were talking about his hearing disability.
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