Rebirth of Bloody Romance

The autumn sun shines gently into the courtyard like a golden veil, covering every green leaf with a layer of dazzling light.

Zhong Yuemin, holding the cute little Haichen in his arms, slowly walked through the dreamy and colorful sea of ​​flowers.

The begonias are blooming beautifully, like a shy girl, while the hostas are fresh and elegant, exuding a faint fragrance. The red is like fire, and the white is like snow, complementing each other, forming a magnificent and delicate painting.

Zhong Yuemin took each step carefully, and the scent of flowers and the whisper of fallen leaves came from his feet. He couldn't help but slow down his pace and lowered his head to carefully savor these blooming flowers of life, as if he could glimpse the beauty and infinite hope of life from every petal.

"Son, look at these flowers, they are so beautiful." Zhong Yuemin said softly, trying to distract Xiao Haichen's attention.

However, the little guy's eyes were not attracted by those gorgeous flowers. His tender little face clearly revealed a trace of grievance and unwillingness.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, little Haichen seemed to be stimulated by something. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhong Yuemin's collar tightly. The little guy's face turned as red as a ripe apple, and tears began to well up in his eyes.

Zhong Yuemin was very surprised by this sudden situation. He stopped and patted Haichen's back gently, hoping to calm the child's excitement. "What's wrong, Haichen? Are you feeling unwell?" Zhong Yuemin's tone was full of tenderness and concern.

However, Xiao Haichen just shook his head desperately to indicate that it was not the case. Then, he still held the corner of Zhong Yuemin's clothes tightly, with no intention of letting go.

Faced with this situation, Zhong Yuemin could only smile bitterly helplessly, then he picked up Xiao Haichen and put him on the ground, and sat side by side with him on both sides of the threshold.

"Okay, let's rest here for a while." Zhong Yuemin said softly.

At this time, several neighbors happened to pass by here. Seeing Zhong Yuemin and Xiao Haichen sitting side by side on the doorstep, they stopped to greet them.

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly and responded politely to everyone. He then took out a few cigarettes from his pocket and distributed them to his acquaintances.

At this time, one of the uncles from the neighborhood asked with concern, "Yuemin, when did you come back? Your child doesn't seem very happy."

"He came back yesterday. It's nothing. Children always get emotional sometimes." Zhong Yuemin smiled but his eyes never left Xiao Haichen.

After a while, Song Xiangjun and Avril came slowly. When they saw Zhong Yuemin and his son, they couldn't help but smile. "Why are you two sitting here?"

"It's so nice here! We can also bask in the sun." Zhong Yuemin replied with a smile.

Song Xiangjun gently stroked the pouting little Haichen and asked softly, "Where's mom?"

"Mom is going to work." Xiao Haichen raised her childish voice and answered loudly, while secretly glancing at Zhong Yuemin from time to time. The meaning was very clear, and she was quite dissatisfied with Zhong Yuemin.

Song Xiangjun then asked, "What about grandma?"

Xiao Haichen shook his head as before and shouted even louder, "Not at home!" His tone seemed full of resentment.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin frowned slightly and sternly asked, "Who taught you to speak like that? Do you know how to speak properly?"

However, Xiao Haichen turned his head away stubbornly and ignored Zhong Yuemin.

"Zhong Yuemin, your son seems to be very dissatisfied with you!"

Avril blinked her crystal clear blue eyes and teased Zhong Yuemin playfully. Beside her, Song Xiangjun was smiling gently, like a blooming lily.

Zhong Yuemin rolled his eyes helplessly and glanced at Xiao Haichen who was sitting on a step. The little guy was pouting, his face full of dissatisfaction. Zhong Yuemin sighed and thought to himself, how could this little guy change so much in just a few months?

At this time, Xiao Haichen was pursing his lips, his eyes wandering between Song Xiangjun and Avril, his face full of dissatisfaction. He obviously heard Avril's teasing, and he was more determined to get angry with his father.

Zhong Yuemin asked the two people curiously, "What are you two going to do?"

Song Xiangjun smiled. "Avril finally came here, and she won't be here for long. I want to take her around and let her experience our local customs and practices."

Upon hearing this, Avril immediately invited Zhong Yuemin. "Zhong Yuemin, if you have nothing to do, let's go together! Bring Xiao Haichen with you, and let him feel our joyful atmosphere."

"I'm not free! I have to go to school when I have time. And this little guy doesn't want to go with me! You two should go and have some fun."

Avril was a little unwilling to give up. "If Xiao Haichen is willing to go, you can't refuse him."

"Xiao Haichen, would you like to go out and play with the aunts?" Avril asked softly, trying her best to make her voice sound softer.

Xiao Haichen slowly raised his head, his eyes as clear as water stared straight at Avril, his little mouth slightly pouted, and he answered without hesitation and with extraordinary determination, "No."

Seeing this, Song Xiangjun sighed helplessly. She knew the stubborn temper of this little boy very well, so she quickly changed her way of persuading him. "Xiao Haichen, if you are willing to play with the aunties, we will buy you your favorite candy when we come back. How about that?"

When Xiao Haichen heard the word "candy", his eyes lit up for a moment, but the excitement was fleeting, replaced by a dull look. He shook his head vigorously to refuse. "No."

Avril obviously didn't want to give up easily, and continued to tempt her. "Then... Auntie will buy you the latest toy car to play with, okay? I can also give you a super cool toy gun! I'll ask someone to bring it back from the United States for you."

Faced with such tempting conditions, Xiao Haichen's eyes showed some hesitation and struggle, but after some thought, he shook his head resolutely and gave the expected answer: "No."

Song Xiangjun and Avril racked their brains, tried every possible means, and used all their tricks, constantly changing strategies and taking turns to come up with a variety of attractive conditions to please Xiao Haichen.

No matter whether it is the mouth-watering delicacies and wines, or all kinds of novel and interesting toys, nothing can shake Xiao Haichen's rock-hard heart.

At this moment, Xiao Haichen seemed to have transformed into an indestructible and impenetrable castle. No matter how many temptations he faced from the outside world, he remained unmoved and was not affected at all.

"Xiao Haichen, then tell your auntie quickly, what exactly do you want?" Song Xiangjun asked helplessly but unwillingly, fully expecting and hoping to get a satisfactory and acceptable answer from Xiao Haichen's tender little mouth.

"I want grandma!" Xiao Haichen blurted out with a firm and resolute tone, without any hesitation or ambiguity.

After hearing this answer, the two women looked at each other, and then smiled bitterly at the same time. Obviously, this "seduction war" against Xiao Haichen ended with their complete failure.

At this point, the two of them were no longer obsessed with it, so they smiled at each other, waved to Xiao Haichen in tacit understanding and said, "Then say goodbye to auntie~"

Seeing this, Xiao Haichen also waved his hand in a very obedient and sensible way and responded, "Bye~" That clear and loud farewell sounded like the sound of nature and echoed in the air for a long time...

Song Xiangjun and Avril walked away, leaving only Zhong Yuemin and his son Xiao Haichen. This father and son seemed to be performing a heartwarming drama of "deep love between father and son" in the quiet home.

Zhong Yuemin squatted down, gently stroked Xiao Haichen's head, and asked softly, "Son, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something delicious?"

Xiao Haichen looked up at Zhong Yuemin, his clear eyes flashing with desire for food, but his mouth was tightly closed and no sound came out.

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly, as if he understood his son's thoughts. He asked again patiently, "How about Daddy boil an egg for you? Eggs are good things, nutritious and delicious."

But unexpectedly, Xiao Haichen shook his head, with a bit of stubbornness and persistence in his action. "No."

"Oh? Then what exactly do you want?" Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but feel a little surprised, but he still tried to maintain a calm tone.

"I want grandma, I want mom." Xiao Haichen finally spoke. Although his voice was childish, his tone was extremely firm.

Zhong Yuemin's heart tightened, he gently stroked Xiao Haichen's head, and said softly, "Grandma hasn't come back yet, mom went to work. But dad is here, dad will find you something to eat, okay?"

After saying that, he picked up little Haichen, walked into the house, and began to prepare some simple food for him, hoping to warm his little heart.

As soon as Zhong Yuemin gently put Xiao Haichen on the ground, the little guy jumped onto the chair nimbly like a nimble kitten. His little hands skillfully opened the drawer, as if he was looking for some treasure.

After a while, Xiao Haichen excitedly raised a bag with a satisfied smile on his face. It was his favorite snow cake. Zhou Xiaobai usually restricted him from eating snacks, but today, he seemed to have sneaked into this "restricted area".

However, the joy did not last long. The bag of the snow cake was sealed and had no serrations, leaving Xiao Haichen helpless.

Xiao Haichen pulled hard, trying to tear open the hard packaging with his tiny fingers, but no matter how hard he tried, he failed. Xiao Haichen's face gradually wrinkled, tears flashed in his eyes, as if he would cry at any time.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but feel a little amused. He walked forward, gently took the bag of snow cakes from Xiao Haichen, and said in a serious tone, "Stupid, look at me!"

Xiao Haichen widened his eyes and stared at the bag of snow cakes in Zhong Yuemin's hand.

Zhong Yuemin looked at Xiao Haichen's expectant eyes and couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility in his heart. He must let him eat this delicious snow cake today no matter what.

Zhong Yuemin gripped the edge of the bag, tensed his muscles, and pulled it hard to both sides.

However, to his surprise, no matter how hard he tried, it didn't move at all.

Zhong Yuemin was anxious and couldn't help cursing in his heart, "Fuck you! What the hell is this? Are we embarrassed now?"

Seeing this, Xiao Haichen was a little disappointed, but he still chose to believe Zhong Yuemin. He stood aside silently, looking at Zhong Yuemin with admiration, as if to say: "You can do it!"

Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath, trying to calm his restless heart. He held the bag tightly, and this time he seemed to be using more force than before, as if he wanted to gather all his strength into tearing it.

However, the bag was still as solid as a rock and did not crack as he expected. It just deformed slightly in his palm.

"Damn it! I just don't believe it." Zhong Yuemin roared secretly in his heart. At this moment, he knew that he had no way to retreat, otherwise his image in Xiao Haichen's heart would be completely destroyed.