Youyou suddenly hugged Mu Yazhe and put his arms around the man's shoulders. With reddened eyes, he said, "Daddy, just take it that I'm begging you, okay?! Trust me this time. Believe in your sons' abilities!"
Mu Yazhe clenched his fists tightly and suddenly loosened them, gently drawing the two little lads into his embrace.
"Wait for me!"
"Uh huh."
…
2am.
Past midnight, the night sky was gloomy and dark clouds obscured the moon. It was about to rain heavily again.
The driver sent Youyou and Little Yichen to the harbor early and left quickly.
Little Yichen held his brother's hand tightly, unwilling to let go. The two little lads stood at the harbor. The night wind was strong, and the cold sea breeze stung their cheeks painfully.
"Youyou, you know, actually, I'm not stupid. I know a lot of things. It's not like I don't know how to do those math questions!"
Startled, Youyou turned to look at him.
