Her pretty face turned cold as she fell out with Zhuang Long. She replied, “No matter how busy Bruce and I are, we will find time to bring him out to play.”


  “It definitely won’t be like before. We’ve been married for six years and haven’t gone out together once.”


  Zhuang Long was speechless at Xiao Li’s sarcasm.

  He was the one in the wrong.

  He waved his hand irritably and said, “Leave. I don’t want to see you.”


  Xiao Li turned around and left.

  When she walked to the dining room, she thought of something and suddenly turned around. She looked at Zhuang Long’s back and said, “It’s almost the 18th.”


  The day after tomorrow was the 18th.

  Zhuang Long turned around with a confused expression. He asked Xiao Li, “What happens on the 18th?”


  Xiao Li opened her mouth with a complicated expression. “Nothing.” She shook her head, clearly not wanting to say more.

  Zhuang Long frowned. “Just say it. Don’t say half of it.” The feeling of knowing that something was wrong but not knowing was really torturous.

  “Forget it if you don’t remember.”


  Xiao Li turned around and left, as if she was angry.

  Zhuang Long stared at the woman’s slender and tall figure and was puzzled. He could not help but think seriously—


  What kind of special day was the 18th?

  He specially flipped through the calendar. It was not an important festival, nor was it his birthday with Xiao Li and Zhuang Qilin, nor was it the day of the marriage certificate and divorce.

  Coincidentally, Zhuang Qilin had finished eating the fish. He saw his father staring at the calendar in a daze and asked him, “Dad, what are you thinking about?”


  Zhuang Long subconsciously asked the question in his heart. “Do you know what special day the 18th is?”


  Zhuang Qilin also thought about it seriously. In the end, he shook his head and said, “I don’t know.”


  Neither father nor son knew.

  However, the only person who knew was unwilling to say it.

  That night, the father and son slept on the same bed. Neither of them was sleepy.

  Zhuang Long patted Zhuang Qilin’s arm gently, and Zhuang Qilin let out a puzzled hum. Originally, the two of them were lying flat. At this moment, Zhuang Long turned over and lay on his side facing his son. He asked Zhuang Qilin, “Qilin, do you know that you have an aunt?”


  Zhuang Qilin nodded and said, “I know.”


  “Does your aunt look like your mother?”


  Zhuang Qilin said, “I haven’t seen my aunt in many years. I heard that my aunt is already dead. As for whether she looks like…” Zhuang Qilin searched his memory for a long time before saying,” She does look like her. ”


  “Is your aunt’s boyfriend Bruce?”


  Zhuang Qilin exclaimed in surprise, “Eh? I don’t know, Dad. Bruce dated my aunt?”


  “Don’t you know?”


  “I don’t know. I only know that my aunt was not in good health. Later on, she underwent surgery, but in the end…” Zhuang Qilin pursed his lips. He vaguely remembered the day his aunt died. When his mother returned from the hospital, she hugged him and started crying as if she had lost her soul.

  At a young age, he recalled his mother’s sad expression and could not help but sigh. Zhuang Qilin told Zhuang Long, “My mother and my aunt had a good relationship. My aunt’s health was not good, so she could not eat and exercise. My mother did it for her. They had a good relationship. When my aunt died, my mother almost fainted from crying.”


  Zhuang Long’s heart skipped a beat. He thought of something and asked Zhuang Qilin, “When your aunt died, was it before Christmas four years ago?”


  “Yes!” Zhuang Qilin clearly remembered that before his aunt’s surgery, his mother had agreed to bring her to Switzerland to see the snow after her surgery was completed and her body recovered.

  Zhuang Long’s heart sank.

  As expected!

  It turned out that when Xiao Li made that call, it was very likely the day her sister’s surgery failed.

  Realizing that his father seemed to be in pain, Zhuang Qilin asked him, “Do you not want my mother to marry Bruce?”


  “Of course.”


  Zhuang Long also asked him, “What about you? Do you want Bruce to be your father?”


  “I hope you can be my father, but my mother is willing to marry Bruce. What I want the most is for my mother to be happy.” Zhuang Qilin turned over and hid his face in the soft pillow. He said in a low voice, “It’s so tiring to be a child. In the future, I’ll either not get married and be a single noble. If I get married, I’ll definitely not get a divorce!”


  Zhuang Long smiled and said, “Before we got married, I used to think that I would be single forever, but later on…”


  Zhuang Qilin raised his head and tilted his head to look at his father. He asked Zhuang Long, “I don’t want to get married because my parents’ relationship isn’t good. Dad, why aren’t you willing to get married?”


  Zhuang Long was speechless by Zhuang Qilin’s question.

  Yes, why did he insist on being single?

  The strange thing was that his adoptive parents were very close and loving. Although Marvin had remarried after his adoptive mother died, his adoptive father loved his adoptive mother. Zhuang Long saw all this. Then the question was, why didn’t he want to start a family?

  “Are Dad’s parents not close either?”


  The child’s question seemed naive, but it was actually sharp.

  Zhuang Long thought about it seriously and shook his head. He said, “Dad’s adoptive parents are very close. I don’t know why I refused to get married.” He touched his son’s head and said, “Sleep. Let’s go to the beach tomorrow.”

  Zhuang Qilin had not gone out to play during the holidays this time. Hearing this, he expressed his anticipation.

  “Okay!”


  “I want to surf!”


  “I still have to dive into the sea!”


  Zhuang Long laughed at his boldness. “I can call you surfing, but not diving. When you’re older, we’ll go diving together.”


  “Fine.”


  The father and son chatted non-stop. After a while, Zhuang Qilin fell asleep. Zhuang Long had never slept with the child. He lay still, afraid that he would accidentally crush the child down. That night, Zhuang Qilin slept soundly, but Zhuang Long did not sleep well.

  When he woke up in the morning, Zhuang Qilin was especially energetic. He even jumped around on his bed a few times. After jumping, he put on clean clothes. Zhuang Qilin was once again the cold and steady young master.

  Zhuang Long was especially curious. Who did Zhuang Qilin inherit his devilish personality from?

  After breakfast, before leaving, Zhuang Long glanced at the calendar and saw the number 17 on it. He narrowed his eyes and felt uneasy. The father and son did not drive. They each carried a backpack with what they needed.

  The two of them took the D train and got off at the terminal.

  Coney—Island Beach was especially lively today. Zhuang Long had booked a room nearby. They went to their room to change their clothes and went to the beach empty-handed. There were especially many people on the beach, and there were umbrellas everywhere. There were also people who pursued tanned skin lying on the beach and sunbathin