Had he heard it somewhere before? His brain was buzzing, and he felt that it was very familiar. It was as if it was lingering in his throat, but he couldn't remember where it came from.
Between the man's fingers, the cigarette butt flashed red, and the ash fell onto Wen Han-woo's trousers, burning a hole in his expensive trousers. Wen Han-woo groaned and suddenly came back to his senses. He rolled down the car window and threw the cigarette butt out. He reached out and patted his trousers. His lips moved, and he gripped his phone tightly. That sentence came out of his mouth.
"You're Xiao Yu? That's your name? "
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Tong Yanyu didn't expect Xiao Youran to suddenly come and kill him.
He was, after all, still a child. No matter how cautious he was, he was still a five-year-old child. When he heard Xiao Youran knocking on the door and calling his name repeatedly, Wen Han-woo seemed to have heard it too. He asked, "Xiao Yu, is that your name?"
Tong Yanyu panicked. His little hand trembled, and his phone fell to the ground with a thud.
"Xiao Yu? Xiao Yu, are you inside? Hurry up and open the door for Auntie. What's wrong? Are you alright, Xiao Yu? Answer me quickly! "
Tong Yanyu tiptoed and jumped down from the toilet seat. He reached out to grab the phone on the floor. When he saw that it was still connected, he hurriedly covered the phone's receiver with his hand and replied to the sliding door, "Auntie, aren't I fine? Don't shout, I'll be done soon. "
Xiao Youran heaved a sigh of relief when she heard his voice. "You scared me to death. You didn't respond for a long time. I thought you fell into the toilet bowl. You're your mother's precious baby. If anything happened to you, your mother would skin me alive. Alright, hurry up. I'm going to continue watching TV."
Tong Yanyu's ears perked up. He only heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of Xiao Youran's slippers getting further and further away.
Remembering that Wen Han-woo was still waiting on the other end of the line, he let go of his little hand and pressed the phone to his ear. "Hello, Uncle? I'm really sorry, there was an emergency just now. "
Wen Han-woo, who was on the other end of the line, had one hand on the steering wheel as he waited. In the beginning, he had clearly heard a woman's voice, and the two words "Xiao Yu" were especially clear. After that, when he wanted to confirm it, there was an ear-piercing sound from the phone. Following that, he was sure that the little guy had covered the phone with his hand.
Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu.
These two words, Wen Hanyu always felt like they were right beside his ears. He was sure that he must have heard them somewhere before, but at this moment, he really couldn't remember where.
"The person who called you just now was your mother?"
Wen Han-woo snapped out of his thoughts. The man's voice was low as he probed, "I heard her call your name. You're Xiao Yu?"
Tong Yanyu coughed softly and said vaguely, "That's my nickname."
Wen Han-woo's brows furrowed slightly. He seemed to be very interested in this child's name, so he persistently asked, "Xiao Yu is your nickname?"
"Yes, what's so strange about it?"
If he knew that his name was Xiao Yu, he probably wouldn't know about his relationship with him for a while, right?
Tong Yanyu's little eyebrows were also facing each other on the other end of the line. Right now, the little guy only had one question in his mind — —
If he accidentally let Wen Han-woo know his name, it shouldn't be a problem, right?
After all, he only knew that his name was "Xiao Yu" and did not know his full name, "Tong Yanyu," so it shouldn't be a problem for the time being.
The little guy comforted himself, but in his heart, he could not help but sigh.
Actually, what was his original intention? In his heart, Tong Xinwan was his dearest mother. Everyone longed to know who their father was, and for a child like him, it was even more so. After he found out who his biological father was, he was secretly happy for a few days. It was undeniable that Comrade Tong Xinwan had good taste. No wonder he was so smart and handsome since he was young. It turned out that he had inherited his father's fine traditions.
However, it was one thing to silently admire his father, but the little guy would not "cheat" so easily. The person he loved the most was still his mother.
Therefore, Tong Yanyu deliberately got close to Wen Han-woo at the airport in the United States. Even if they could not acknowledge each other, at least they could secretly cultivate feelings for each other.
If he really had a chance to choose, he would definitely want his father and mother to truly live together. He did not want anyone to be his "stepfather."
It was also because of this thought that when he saw his father hugging and kissing his mother at the entrance of the hotel, he thought there was hope. He did not expect that in the blink of an eye, the two of them would actually get divorced.
Tong Yanyu was really a little disappointed.
— — Divorce. Did that mean that there would be no chance for his parents to be together in the future? Did that mean that in the future, if he wanted to hear his father's voice, he would have to secretly take his phone to the bathroom to make a call?
"There's nothing strange about it."
Wen Han-woo's voice interrupted Tong Yanyu's wild thoughts. He came back to his senses and thought that it was about time to hang up. However, he did not expect to hear Wen Han-woo ask on the other end, "Xiao Yu, are you a local from City B?"
Tong Yanyu was stunned. "Ah," he said, "Uncle, why are you asking me this?"
"Although we spoke in English, I just heard someone calling your name in Chinese. Moreover, you have a Chinese name, don't you? So I think you should be a Chinese, right? Is City B your home? What do your parents do for a living? "
Was this person trying to get information out of him?
Tong Yanyu was a smart person and would not fall for it so easily. He quickly said, "Uncle, I realize that you are a little nosy. Why do you care so much about me? You keep asking about my parents. Do you think that I don't have a father, so you want to take the opportunity to pursue my mother? "
"I have a father!"
Tong Yanyu said firmly, "So don't even think about it. Okay, I'm hanging up now. My mother will be looking for me in a while! Uncle, goodbye! "
"You keep asking about my parents. Do you think that I don't have a father, so you want to take the opportunity to pursue my mother?"
"I'm hanging up now. My mother will be looking for me in a while!"
Wen Han-woo threw the phone in his hand onto the dashboard. Those two sentences repeatedly rang in his ears. He did not know why, but he kept feeling that something was wrong. It was like a person who kept remembering that he forgot to bring something when he went out. However, after thinking for a long time, he still could not figure out what exactly he forgot to bring.
This feeling of being half-dead was very uncomfortable. It was as if there was a sharp stone stuck in his throat. He could neither spit it out nor swallow it.
In the end, he simply lit a cigarette for himself. The man's long, well-defined fingers held the cigarette. He did not immediately start the car. Instead, he rolled down the car window and leaned his elbow against the window. His posture was languid as he smoked. The white smoke slowly dissipated in front of his eyes and covered most of his exquisite facial features. He narrowed his deep eyes and gently blew out smoke rings. The smell of nicotine made him relax. At that moment, Wen Han-woo suddenly felt a buzzing sound at the back of his head. It was as if someone had suddenly flicked a taut string. He suddenly realized something.
"Who is this' Xiao Yu 'you were talking about?"
Xiao Yu.
It really is Xiao Yu. I've heard of this name before! I heard it from Tong Xinwan. He remembered. Previously, at the American airport, she was standing at the security checkpoint. At the time, she looked nervous when she was on the phone. When he got closer, he heard her say a name — Xiao Yu.
No wonder he found it familiar. It turned out that he had heard it from Tong Xinwan.
But was this Xiao Yu the same Xiao Yu who had just spoken to him on the phone?
Wen Hanyu's gaze was deep, and his dark pupils stared unblinkingly at the starlight between his fingers. His thin lips were tightly pursed, and in his mind, the scene at the American airport kept replaying over and over again. He thought of that child — he looked to be no more than 4 or 5 years old. If he calculated the time, he would be able to see that child again.
The man quickly extended his tongue and gently licked his slightly dry lips. He shook his head and furrowed his brows. He raised the cigarette in his hand again and took a deep breath.
Impossible!
How could he have such a frightening thought?
Xiao Yu should have the same pronunciation, right? There were too many characters with the same pronunciation as "Yu."
But how could there be a child by Tong Xinwan's side? If a child of this age was really related to her, then what kind of embarrassing things had she done all these years abroad?
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