Chapter 38: 38

Biological father…

Biological father!

Qin Zhuopu was dumbfounded, and the layer of haze that had been gathering in his chest these days was suddenly blown away by a paper of DNA identification.

Originally, he just couldn’t control the seeds of doubt that sprouted, and then he couldn’t stay sane and sober anymore. He wanted to check and figure it out as if he was obsessed.

Zaizai couldn’t give him an accurate answer, and Lu Ying seemed to be hiding something, unwilling to confess. If it was in the past, Qin Zhuopu would not have tried to investigate Lu Zaizai’s bloodline in private; doing it on the mere suspicion was wrong and he felt it was disrespectful to Lu Ying. As long as the two of them had a good relationship and got along well, no matter how many secrets Lu Ying had, he would not keep them forever. Qin Zhuopu only needed to wait patiently for the confession of his lover.

But now, he just couldn’t wait to do something so sneaky. When he stroked the pink fish on Lu Ying’s belly, the thought became stronger and stronger.

The morning he left, he subconsciously took a few hairs with him. When he returned to Guanlan City, he sent them to the identification agency. These days of waiting, Qin Zhuopu hardly dared to think about it, completely drowning himself in his busy schedule, sometimes in a daze, sometimes on edge. He even regretted it.

It was a stupid move to make. If the test result was not… he would laugh to death.

However…

What a miracle! A few hairs completely overturned his cognition of many years.

In an instant…

He had his own son.

He was really, really the father of that child.

Lu Zaizai was his and Lu Ying’s son!

“Haha… haha…” The phone slipped onto the cold hard floor. Qin Zhuopu supported himself on the balcony railing with both hands, and his uncontrollable laughter came from the depths of his heart. His whole being was full of excitement, happiness and unbearable chaos.

Zaizai is actually his own son!

Lu Ying actually gave birth to him!

They are both real men. Is this a miracle or a hallucination?

A boundless panic suddenly appeared under the uncontrollable smile. Is all this true or false… Is his brain confused again? Is he seriously sick?

Will he wake up and find that this is just an absurd nightmare?!

Qin Zhuopu held the balcony railing, his head lowered, taking a big breath.

The guests in the living room who hadn’t dispersed yet couldn’t help but look at Qin Zhuopu, who was almost dancing on the balcony.

“Oh, what’s so good that makes him so happy? It’s so rare.” A quick-mouthed aunt smiled while watching the show. It was really a bit novel. Her nephew Qin Zhuopu had been very stable when he was a child, and even more so when he grew up. He had never been seen laughing in front of his relatives. The sky could collapse and he would stay calm. In this regard, he had the same virtue as his dead father.

“Heh, I remember the day my sister-in-law gave birth to my nephew. My big brother was like this, laughing ‘hahahaha’, like a big fool.” A junior commented while poking at his phone.

The big brother of the junior instantly frowned: “Do you want a beating? Your sister-in-law gave birth to my baby, the mother and son were safe, what’s wrong with me ‘hahaha’!”

The sister-in-law smiled and said, “Little Brother is saying you laughed stupidly, not that it was wrong.”

“Xiao Mo is good at talking. I’m afraid Zhuopu has hardly encountered such a great thing as giving birth to a son. Maybe having a second child…”

The teacup in the old man’s hand slapped heavily on the table: “Tomorrow is the third anniversary of Lao San’s death. If you have something to say, say it to the grave tomorrow.”

“……”

Seeing that everyone lowered their heads and didn’t dare to say a word, the old man sighed wearily. There were many family members and many interests involved, and it was difficult to set them aside. Originally with him watching, these people were always obedient. But with Zhuopu recognising a son, some became anxious, fearing that their children would get a lesser share of the money as a result. Such shallow hearts, could you blame Zhuopu for not liking them?

These unpleasant elders were making a show of themselves in front of Zhuopu all day long. The old man was afraid that when he was gone, they would suffer. While he was here, the company still paid dividends to them. After he was gone, Zhuopu wouldn’t care about them and there would be no one to defend their interests.

Qin Zhuopu came in from the balcony, took a few steps upstairs and rushed to the study.

“What’s wrong with him?” Elder Qin asked.

Mrs. Qin was nervous, inevitably worried. The old man didn’t know, but she had always kept in mind that her son had problems with his memory, which even Master Yuan had found too tricky, and that her son had been to foreign countries but didn’t find out the cause. She was anxious all the time. Whenever she thought of her husband, who died early, she was even more scared. Sometimes she really wanted to ask her son to leave his career and let himself relax and have a good rest.

Even… falling in love would be good.

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After turning on the computer and receiving the document, Qin Zhuopu printed out the identification form, held it tightly in his hand, looked through it slowly and carefully, reading it over and over again. Every time he saw the seal confirming the parent-child relationship at the end, Qin Zhuopu’s clenched hand couldn’t help trembling slightly. Every cell in his body was throbbing and shivering, the data in front of his eyes blurring. He lowered his head and endured an indescribably complicated mood. After the joy, only a full sense of self-blame remained.

He hated himself seven years ago.

He couldn’t forgive himself now.

Seven years ago, it was his negligence that caused Lu Ying to leave alone. However, at that time, Lu Ying already had a child!

Lu Ying, who was still a child himself, suddenly had the responsibility to bear and had no one to turn to. How did Lu Ying come through all those years?

On the day they met again, Dr. Hu blurted out the truth, and Lu Ying’s eyes were stunned and expectant at the same time.

When Qin Zhuopu thought about it now, the scene was shocking. He regretted it so much that it hurt.

It was him…

He heard the truth and didn’t believe it!

It was him who had missed so many years and had missed the opportunity that was delivered to him for nothing.

How good would it have been if he had recovered Lu Ying back then! He would have definitely taken good care of Lu Ying, would have definitely accompanied the child to grow up.

Instead they hadn’t seen each other for many years. Lu Ying had been disappointed. The child had grown up and called him “Uncle”, “Uncle, you are so kind to me, Uncle, I like you so much, Uncle…” What a good uncle! Just an uncle, ah…

He had missed so much.

The smoke choked him and Qin Zhuopu coughed violently, coughing as if his heart was breaking, his eyes red.

At a loss, he dialled Lu Ying’s phone, pretending to have something to say to him.

The phone rang, but no one answered.

Over and over again, what echoed in his mind was the cheerful ringtone, a childish, funny song from “Peppa Pig”. Zaizai often hummed it; even if he was tone-deaf, he was still very cute when he did it.

Cute Zaizai, his lovely baby.

The unbearable emotions finally subsided slowly with the memory of the innocent song, and Qin Zhuopu pounded his slightly cramped stomach, painful and happy.

Who knows how long it took but Qin Zhuopu suddenly got up.

“Where are you going so late?” Mrs. Qin, who had just sent away the guests downstairs, asked immediately.

Grandpa Qin also looked at his grandson with a puzzled expression on his face.

Qin Zhuopu didn’t look back and hurriedly walked out: “I’m going to find Lu Ying. ”

Mrs. Qin wanted to tell him not to forget the anniversary of his father’s death, but then swallowed her words.

Never mind, just like her son had said, if his father was in heaven, he would protect his own child and would not blame him.

The old man shook his head helplessly, smiled at his daughter-in-law and asked: “Since you are back, you should care more about Zhuopu. He is over thirty and it is not a good thing for him to be running between two places all the time. He’s the one who’s tired, don’t you as a mother feel sorry for him?”

Mrs. Qin lowered her head and didn’t dare to answer.

“In any case, long-distance relationships are not conducive to physical and mental health.” The old man was quite avant-garde in his thinking, and now he was even more determined to see his grandson have a happy event quickly. Since he had already recognised the child, the old man wanted him to do everything properly.

“Lu Ying has no one to turn to, but he has a backbone. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have left for years after being scared by you. In my opinion, if you care for your son, you’d better put down your stance. You should apologise, you should care, and you should show your attitude.”

Mrs. Qin, who wanted to say something, wept quietly, still aggrieved: “I didn’t mean to persecute anyone. I wasn’t too angry at the beginning, I even liked him at first. He was simple and careless. But he had obviously never studied and yet he said he graduated from high school. How could he lie…”

The old man frowned: “He lied to you that he graduated from high school? No, I asked him what school he went to, and he honestly told me that he hadn’t gone to school. The child had sincere eyes and wouldn’t lie.”

Mrs. Qin stiffened and said with difficulty: “He didn’t say that… But he was so close to Zhuopu, of course I had to investigate. I checked his background and found that he obviously hadn’t studied, but he had a fake graduation certificate…”

The old man sighed deeply: “But he didn’t take it out and use it. He stayed in Guanlan City for a year and honestly moved bricks on the construction site before he met Zhuopu… and moved them for quite a long time after they met, too. Besides, Zhuopu was with him every day, could there be something he didn’t know about him?”

The old man felt sorry for Lu Ying. It was what happened when a child had no elders; he wouldn’t have much choice in life and could only work at the bottom of society. But the good thing was that Lu Ying had a good temperament, was optimistic, didn’t complain at all and didn’t feel ashamed to move bricks.

Later, his grandson got upset with it and Lu Ying didn’t move bricks anymore. He changed to a clean job and worked part-time in a flower shop. When the child came to visit for the first time, he gave the old man a big bouquet of flowers… The child had a smile that looked better than a flower. It was no wonder that his grandson was obsessed. A boy like that, where could you find the second one?

“I… I was impulsive…” Mrs. Qin answered with difficulty.

The old man shook his head. His daughter-in-law was not impulsive. She thought she had finally found an excuse and decided to strike, didn’t she?

“I know what was on your mind. You saw that he had a good relationship with Zhuopu and you were afraid Zhuopu wouldn’t want children in the future…”

“It’s fine to be selfish, everyone is selfish, including me. But no matter what, you shouldn’t have acted behind Zhuopu’s back. If you had any concerns or grievances, you should have discussed them with Zhuopu in person and learn more about his thoughts and wishes.”

“Zhuopu was a grown up man and he just took over such a big burden at that time. It was precisely when he needed confidence and encouragement, and you suddenly went behind his back and got rid of the person he liked. Heh, anyway, Zhuopu’s temper is good. If it was me, the relationship between mother and son would have frozen stiff.”

Mrs. Qin covered her mouth, afraid she would cry out. It was not that Zhuopu had a good temper and hadn’t fallen out with her, it was that he had calmed down after the fuss because he was having mental problems! But how could she dare to tell the old man.

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If she could do it all over again, she would never have taken it upon herself to scare Lu Ying away.

“Forget it, there’s no point in talking about this now. Still, if you feel sorry for Zhuopu, you can figure out what to do. If you can’t, this old man will go and pick Lu Ying up himself, I hope that he doesn’t hate me at least.” 

“Dad!” Mrs. Qin cried, “Don’t do this… let me think about it… let me take a breath…”

The old man sighed: “Okay, okay, I won’t force you. This is originally something you have to be willing to do, otherwise I am afraid that after picking him up, you two will have a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days. What should Zhuopu do if you fight? With his own mother on one side and his wife on the other, wouldn’t my grandson be even more miserable?”

When Mrs. Qin heard this, she cried even harder.

The old man slapped his thighs and smiled: “Don’t be scared to cry. No matter what Lu Ying thinks, he is not a kid who will be a punching bag, haha…”

Today was destined to be a sleepless night for Mrs. Qin.

Around ten o’clock, Lu Ying finally got off work. Since Brother Yang went to recuperate, Lu Ying had consciously worked the evening shift every day. Zaizai also liked to sit in the bakery with him after dinner.

Today, Lu Ying took advantage of the free time and practised decorating again. Desserts must first have a delicious taste, but a lovely, exquisite appearance is also indispensable. Moreover, Brother Yang said that baking was art. Learning the craft well was the foundation but only by adding your own thoughts and innovations could you make a lasting impression.

As he became more and more skilled in his craft, he received more and more recognition and compliments. Lu Ying finally developed a little bit of an idea of opening his own bakery one day. It was no longer like the past, when he only went to work to get a salary and didn’t dare to think about other pursuits, not to mention that there was really nothing to pursue. Now in the process of learning, he had experienced joy and a sense of achievement. No wonder Brother Yang always said, “If you want to do something, do what you are interested in. Any work that is not fun is a waste of time.” But with many people just struggling to survive, how would they dare to rush to pursue their interests?

Now, Lu Ying finally dared to think about it.

There was no rush anyway, just take your time and plan it out.

“Hey, so many calls.”

After changing his clothes, Lu Ying took out his mobile phone and saw several missed calls, so he quickly dialled back.

“Beep beep, the phone you have dialled is switched off…”

Lu Ying was so frustrated that he rested his forehead on the cabinet door and continued to dial, but the call couldn’t get through several times! He felt irritable. What’s the matter with this guy? Is there anything urgent? Why don’t you just send a message?

“Dad, can we go home now? I’m sleepy…” Lu Zaizai yawned wildly, urging Lu Ying listlessly.

“Let’s go, let’s go home now.” Lu Ying led his son to the community, looking at his mobile phone from time to time.

After settling the child to sleep, Lu Ying took a shower and lay back on the bed. He checked his mobile phone again. He still couldn’t get through. His eyelids felt heavy and he became more and more sleepy until he fell asleep unconsciously, holding his mobile phone.

Half asleep, half awake, he felt a strong sense of presence.

Lu Ying suddenly woke up, staring at the dark shadow beside the bed.

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“It’s you!” Lu Ying was surprised, and then furious: “My soul is scared away by you!” He was really scared, his heart pounding. Who the hell knew what was going on with Qin Zhuopu! He’d run over in the middle of the night without saying a word, and now he stood by the edge of the bed and stared at him intently.

Wasn’t he dressed properly? What was there to look at? What’s so good-looking?

If it weren’t for him to suddenly feel something, how long was Qin Zhuopu going to watch him?

No, it was just too wrong…

Lu Ying sat up with a grunt, “What’s the matter with you? You don’t look good. Why did you come here in the middle of the night again? It’s bad for your health. Are you missing me that much?” As he said that, he couldn’t help laughing a little, half kneeling on the side of the bed, reaching out and wrapping his arms around Qin Zhuopu’s neck.

Qin Zhuopu buried his head in the nook of Lu Ying’s neck and breathed in the familiar smell deeply: “Lu Ying…”

“What’s wrong with you today? What happened? Something is wrong with you…” Qin Zhuopu’s hoarse, muffled voice made Lu Ying a little panicked. He didn’t know what the problem was, nor did he know how to comfort the man in front of him who seemed to be very fragile. In his eyes, Qin Zhuopu had always been strong and powerful. Unless……

Suddenly thinking of something, Lu Ying came up with an idea.

Tomorrow! No, it’s already early in the morning, so it’s today.

Today is the anniversary of Qin Zhuopu’s father’s death.

Lu Ying felt unsettled when he thought about it. Seven years ago, he accidentally saw Qin Zhuopu in the study, sad and painful. Lu Ying firmly remembered that day. At that time, he thought that next year, he would accompany Qin Zhuopu to pay respects to Uncle who had passed away early. With him, Qin Zhuopu would not feel so bad.

Lu Ying wrapped his arms around Qin Zhuopu’s waist and pressed his forehead to Qin Zhuopu’s ear to comfort him like a child: “I know you have something on your mind. Don’t be sad. Let the past be the past. You must look forward. Anyway, Zaizai and I are with you… um… Zaizai and I can always be with you… you…”

The cold liquid slid into the socket of his neck. Lu Ying felt as if he was stabbed violently, about to explode. He held Qin Zhuopu’s waist and dared not speak again. He could only support him silently, hoping that the man in his arms, no matter how sad he felt, could be as vulnerable as he wanted in front of him.

He would stay with him, always.

He had already missed it once, and he didn’t want to miss it the second time.

From the moment he accepted Qin Zhuopu again, he secretly made up his mind that for the rest of his life, he wanted to stay together.

Even if Mrs. Qin came again, or even if they encountered difficulties that were more challenging to deal with than Mrs. Qin, Lu Ying would no longer run away in a hurry. He already had the courage to face any problems head on.

“You… don’t be afraid…” Lu Ying comforted awkwardly, struggling with his blushing and saying, “Why don’t you… call me dad tonight?”

The man in his arms suddenly stiffened. Lu Ying sensed something bad, immediately let go and jumped to the other side of the bed.

Qin Zhuopu blocked his face that was wet with tears. His shoulders trembled. He didn’t know whether to cry or to laugh, or perhaps he couldn’t either laugh or cry at all. What a lover he had! He felt helpless.

“You, get your ass over here!” Qin Zhuopu glared at Lu Ying and beckoned to him.

Lu Ying smiled flatteringly and immediately rolled over. Qin Zhuopu caught him, pressed him to the bed and nibbled on his red lips, “Your mouth is sometimes too naughty.” He must have learned it from Ji Xiaofeng.

Lu Ying felt very aggrieved, “I’m not being naughty, I’m seriously trying to comfort you! I know that tomorrow is the anniversary of Uncle’s death, you feel sad… you… think of me when you are sad in the future. I’m the one who is living and breathing and I’m with you. I may not be as powerful as Uncle to be your strong backer, but I have a way of surviving, and if the sky collapses, I can help you hold it up.”

Qin Zhuopu’s heart surged. As he stared at his lover’s delicate and demure face and his incomparably clear and sincere eyes, Qin Zhuopu’s soul felt warming up like water. This man he liked, ah, always so cute. To outsiders, it seemed that Lu Ying was relying on him. But when two people are together, how can they not rely on each other? At the beginning of his acquaintance with Lu Ying, it was two years since his father and his grandmother had passed away. He had left his studies abroad and returned home to take over his grandfather’s business. Every day was a test and torment. It was the time spent with Lu Ying in his busy schedule that healed him and gave him the motivation to keep moving forward.

Lu Ying, who was so good, had to hide back in the mountains alone and give birth to their child.

“You…” Lu Ying trembled.

The scorching kiss slid to his lower abdomen and Lu Ying’s whole body tightened, “Can you stop doing this? It’s so weird…” He felt that it was not quite usual and was embarrassed to enjoy it.

“Lu Ying, why do you have a scar on your belly?”

Lu Ying shivered and replied: “It’s nothing… it’s just a little injury.”

Sure enough, he still didn’t want to tell him.

Was there a lack of trust in him?

Qin Zhuopu’s eyes were sad and his heart was sour.

“Don’t keep asking… I’m healthy, don’t worry about it. Anyway, when the time comes, I will definitely tell you.”

After Lu Ying finished speaking, he saw that Qin Zhuopu didn’t move.

Suddenly, his heart was on fire. He raised his foot and kicked: “What the hell are you doing here!”

Qin Zhuopu’s shoulder hurt. He gritted his teeth and got up, swallowed the bitterness in his heart and got energised, “Fucking.”

Lu Ying was still so angry, ah. Those who didn’t know would have thought he was impatient! Not at all!

The next day, when Lu Ying woke up, Qin Zhuopu had already flown away. Today was Uncle Qin’s death anniversary; he had to go.

Lu Ying frowned and looked at the empty pillow, remembering in a daze that someone seemed to whisper softly in his ear after he had fallen asleep, tired from tossing and turning.

Lu Ying, thank you.

Did he hear it right?

Hehe…

Lu Ying blushed slightly and thought, it would be better to say…

I love you.

***

Mini-theatre:

Reporter: Mr. Qin and his lover have been in a long-distance relationship for a long time, right?

Mr. Qin: Yes.

Reporter: Then how often do you get to meet?

Mr. Qin: Sometimes once a week, sometimes once a month or two.

Reporter: It’s not easy. What do you usually do when you meet?

Mr. Qin: Eat together and take the child for a walk. ^_^

Reporter: Hey, Mr. Lu’s face is red, what’s the matter?

Lu Ying: ?(? ? ? ? w? ? ? ? )?

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