Dixon looked around. They are now in the corridor outside the toilet. There were almost no people nearby. The little boy clearly followed him all the way here.
Dixon then pointed to himself: "You mean me?"
His strange attitude made Victor stunned. If the person in front of him is really his father, why does he look at him in such a strange way?
Victor frowned and stepped forward. Dixon stood in place and remained the same expression. When he saw Victor coming up, he squatted down and greeted him with a smile. He spoke up in English, "Hey, were you calling me?"
Victor finally came to Dixon's front. And every step seemed to exhaust his courage.
The little boy shook his head. "No... you're not him."
This is the second time for Dixon to hear such words today.
The woman said the same sentence to him before.
Dixon felt a little strange. "Did you mistake me for someone else?"
Victor took a few steps back and suddenly showed a helpless and sad smile like an adult. "It seems to be so."
"You are the second one to mistake me for someone else today."
Dixon squatted down and approached Victor. In Victor's eyes, the man's face was clearly similar to his. If there were coincidences in the world, would there really be such a magical coincidence?
"Hey, can you tell me who your daddy is?" Dixon gazed at Victor. He always felt that the child also brought him a very strange feeling, just like that woman. He seemed to be drawn to both of them subconsciously.
The mother and son is like a treasure to him. Why does his feel this way?
"I..." Victor has always been clever. But this time, he didn't know what to say to Dixon in front him. Later, he simply thought of a beginning. "You look like my father, so I thought you were him. But in fact... my father has passed away."
Dixon suddenly felt a severe pain in his heart. He subconsciously reached out to caress Victor's face. "I'm sorry to bring this up and make you sad."
Victor smiled at Dixon. "It doesn't matter. I feel very happy to meet you. Thank you, sir."
The little boy spoke English fluently with a British accent. He seemed to have no pressure in communicating with Dixon in English all the time, which showed how excellent his family education was. Dixon somehow admires the little boy in front of him and tries to get to know him. "Did your father teach you English?"
Victor paused for a while. He said in a soft tone: "Yes..."
It was Dixon who taught him English.
But is this man in front him... the same Dixon?
Victor is not sure.
"Then your father must be very excellent, too."
Dixon narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to pinch Victor's face. It's strange... How can it feel so nice to touch this child's face? Are all the Asian children like this?
"Yes." Victor did not resist Dixon. "My daddy is the most evil but brilliant man in the world."
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