Another moment of silence on the other side of the line, but as the familiar rhythm of his breathing continues, Yan Han is pretty sure that person on the other end of the call is definitely his son.
After patiently waiting for a while, seeing that his son still does not speak, he says:
"Baby boy, Mommy is in a meeting, Daddy is waiting for her in her office. Were you looking for Mommy? Is there something you want to tell Daddy?"
Yan Han had never tried to coax someone to speak with such care. Even though he anticipated that the only response he would get would be a single "oh," he still patiently and gently spoke to the person on the other end.
After he finished speaking, he quietly waited again.
Until, their young son's voice came, "Baby boy misses Mommy…"
Yan Han could almost picture his son lowering his eyes and fiddling with the telephone cord with his little fingers.
