"I don't know, last night I just didn't feel well. It seems I have a fever." Bubu said with a broken heart that he couldn't be honest with Bian about his feelings about his paralysis.
"Daddy did have a fever last night, I took care of Daddy all night." Bian said honestly.
Bubu stopped his breakfast, and looked at Bian's face with a complicated look.
"I'm not delirious when I have a fever, right Bian?" Bubu asked with a bad feeling.
"Should I tell the truth, Daddy?" Bian asked, provoking Bubu's honesty.
"What? What am I delirious about?" asked Bubu with a pounding heart.
"Daddy... delirious... what is it?? no dad!! Daddy's not delirious anything." Bian said with a crooked smile.
"Really? I'm not delirious anything? You're not lying, right, Bian?" Bubu asked with a serious look in Bian's eyes. Bubu didn't want Bian to lie to him.
"Really Daddy. I'm not lying." Bian said not wanting Bubu to know what happened last night.
