Chapter 728 - The Father and Son’s First Vacation (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The skies had just started to light up when Mu Sihan fetched Xiaojie away from the training camp site.

The father and son arrived at the cemetery early in the morning.

It was raining lightly, as Mu Sihan got the driver to stop at the bottom of the hill. Both Xiaojie and him were holding a bouquet each, walking up the steps one by one.

Seeing that the weather was not good, Mu Sihan wanted to carry Xiaojie on his shoulders, but the boy rejected him.

In the past six months, the boy had grown up a lot more.

There smell of moist dirt lingered in the air, as Mu Sihan and Xiaojie walked one after another dressed in black.

When they arrived at Nan Zhi’s tombstone, Xiaojie could no longer act strong and hold in the tears in his eyes when he saw the black and white photo on it. His tears immediately fell like it was raining.

He knelt on the floor, placing the white chrysanthemum bouquet on the tombstone. He said with a slightly choked voice, “Pretty Zhizhi, Brother Jie came to see you.”

His wet eyes stared straight at the woman in the photo, more tears swarming in his eyes. “When I was at school, people asked me why I wanted to call you Pretty Zhizhi. It’s because to me, you’re the prettiest and the most irreplaceable. When we hadn’t found Daddy yet, I kept wanting to grow up quick and become your umbrella to protect you, but I fell sick and kept pulling you down…

“Now that we have Daddy’s protection, why did you leave Brother Jie? Mommy, I really miss you.”

Standing behind Xiaojie, Mu Sihan’s black eyes turned slightly red.

Xiaojie kowtowed three times, saying as he cried, “Mommy, don’t worry, I will listen to Daddy in the future. I won’t be naughty and I won’t fight. I’ll treat Grandma well too. You have to take good care of yourself in heaven as well. Grandma said that we will meet again after a very very long time.”

Mu Sihan stared at his obedient and mature son, his heart tightening in pain.

He bent down to put down the white chrysanthemum in his hands.

His slender fingers caressed the photo on the tombstone softly.

The girl in the photo was extremely pretty and charming, her features exquisite, her well-defined almond-shaped eyes curled up.

The image of him meeting her for the first time in Ning City flashed in his mind again.

She was carrying an umbrella, standing by his car. She was tall, fair and slender, looking especially pretty, like she would glow even if she was standing under dark clouds.

However, the image of her being burned completely appeared even more often when he closed his eyes.

Closing his red eyes, he looked down, pressing his forehead against the photo.

“Kitten, don’t worry. I’ll take good care of Xiaojie, and your mother as well. I will never marry another woman in my life.” His voice was dry, like ice that had just broken, full of sorrow and pain that was impossible to hide in his eyes.

The father and son sat in front of the tombstone, chatting with Nan Zhi for a very long time.

The two of them were slowly drenched by the rain, but neither of them cared.

Their eyes and heart was filled with the woman in the photo.

The skies slowly turned dark.

After Mu Sihan finished his work, he returned home to eat dinner with Xiaojie, who was on break.

After they were done, the father and son took a walk in the garden as they chatted with each other.

Apart from training usually, Xiaojie still had to learn about the country’s culture, the boy not letting himself relax even during his holiday.

It was only after Xiaojie returned to his room, that Mu Sihan habitually took out a bottle of alcohol to bring back to his room to down a few cups.

He could not fall asleep if he did not have alcohol and sleeping pills.

His heart felt like there was a gaping void inside, it would feel extremely empty and cold when the night fell.

He did not know how to fill that hole again.

After she left, he also understood that the heartlessness he had after undoing the parasitic poison did not need any antidote.