After having breakfast, Ruyi saw Ying Er. Despite his young age, he was very clever, knowing that if Ying Er was home, his father must have returned. The little guy hurriedly ran with his short legs to Xie Jue's courtyard; his uncle wasn't lying, father truly came back. Ruyi shouted for his father as he ran.
Xie Jue had just finished washing up and caught him with a smile. Little Ruyi's eyes sparkled as he happily hugged Xie Jue's neck, giving him a strong kiss, "Father, Ruyi missed, missed, missed you very much."
Ruyi's sweet words came easily, "I missed you so much that I couldn't sleep, and the food wasn't as tasty."
Xie Jue lifted Ruyi in his arms; his son's longing was truly lacking in persuasion, yet Xie Jue still felt warm and comforted. Ruyi had always been his precious treasure, every smile and move was something he adored.
"Father sees Ruyi has gained weight."
"Not fat, not fat..." Ruyi insisted on arguing, "Ruyi is thin indeed."
