Chapter 5  : Dad, I’ll Love You All the Time...

When I woke up this morning, I found all of you were concerned about the reason why I was angry.

Most of you who were reading this post were girls, right? I knew what you were thinking about, hahahaha. My roommate’s girlfriend was looking at my father and his friend with the eyes that was the same as you were watching me angry now.

But you thought too much. Come on! He was my dad. It was impossible!

Besides, it didn’t mean that “if he wasn’t my dad, it would be possible.”

Please let others know.

PS: About this question that “Why is it hard to say about the relationship between you and your dad?”

This was really a problem bothering me, but it had nothing to do with the subject of this post, so I wouldn’t explain it.

My father made a new live broadcast in his new house last night，with the appearance of Tamae no mae.

This time the person he was cosing was a man.

However, it was similar to crossdressing, for both of them were wearing long clothes and long hair. I suspected that my dad just liked that.

He had many long coats. Even he always slept in robe.

Look, he liked long clothes, didn’t he?

As for his long hair, I hadn’t found any reason for that.

My roommate said, “Why does your father like Tamae no mae so much? There have been three live broadcasts made by your dad. And your dad has already shot a block-bust about this character.”

I said, “Three live broadcasts?”

My roommate said, “You have missed one live broadcast, which is about the costume before awakening.”

I said, “Before awakening? What is it?”

My roommate rolled his eyes and said, “You don’t play games. Of course you don’t know what I am talking about.”

I said, “Oh”.

My roommate continued, “Why did your dad make so many live broadcasts about Tamae no mae? Did he sign an ad contract with the game company? Otherwise, it was about metaphysics or something else.”

I turned my eyes and said nothing.

If I hadn’t known that my dad was quite rich, I would have believed what my roommate said. However, he indeed played a part in advertising for the game... Because I went to download the game.

You all knew that game with a lot of cute animals, didn’t you?

After watching my dad’s live broadcast, both my roommate and I uttered a sigh.

As for me, I sigh that the background of his live broadcast was not my room anymore.

Actually, I was always wondering why my dad made the live broadcast in my room. After all, there were so many rooms in our house with white walls.

After knowing this matter, I could hardly sleep last weekend. Besides, I dreamed of his standing in front of that wall and coquetting. This word should not be seen by him, or I would be killed.

Anyway, the matter that he changed the background of his live broadcast made me feel uncomfortable.

Or, it was his moving out that was the real reason.

Although my grandma was a strong woman, she was too old to live without the company of her children and grandchildren. While, my dad was too childish. Anyway, he had money to burn.

Well, I had decided to go to his new house this weekend... Huh, it was such a normal request. So he would not refuse me.

Besides, the desire of my roommate could be fulfilled.

Well, although my roommate was full of emotional thoughts, most of those words he said about my dad were nonsense. The only sentence that caught my attention was that “Your dad is so cool that he still has such a hobby at an old age.”

Hearing that, I wanted to argue with him.

...An old age? Were you serious?

Come on! My dad was under the age of 28 now.

But when it came to my dad’s age, I remembered that his birthday was coming in two months. But I had no idea about the gift for him. In fact, there was a great choice now for me, that was, a suit of costume. I was sure that he would like it so much. But I didn’t dare to do it.

Just now, I called my father and tried to tell him that I wanted to go to his new house this weekend.

Worrying that my dad would refuse me, I thought a lot before I called him. As a result, as soon as I said “Dad, where do you live now?”, he replied “Come here this weekend.”

I felt surprised, answering “Oh” in a hurry. Then I kept silent. It was not that I didn’t want to talk with him but I didn’t know how to begin. Often, it was time to hang up at such an awkward moment.

But our family rule was strict. And I was deeply affected by it. As a son, I should not hang up first. Besides, I had to say, “I’ll hang up now, bye!” before I hung up. But it was hard for me to say that.

As a result, we kept silent for more than a minute before he spoke.

What he said was the same with that of my grandma, “XX, am I selfish?”

It was not me but my grandma who he should ask about this question! Although I was complaining in my mind, I was fine on the surface. So I said, “Of course not!”

Then I gave many examples to prove my conclusion.

After listening to my words, he smiled. That was a simple smile, happy and relaxed.

Did you ever have such an experience? Faced with a preoccupied person, you made him smile happily, which would make you have a great sense of achievement.

That’s what I felt when I heard him smiling.

In face of him, I hadn’t had such a warm feeling for a long time. Before, there were only coldness and alienation between us, so that I had been used to his aloofness.

But now, I was quite surprised by his intimacy.

Then I was so excited that I said, “Dad, I’ll love you all the time no matter what happened.”

After that, my dad stopped smiling.

The air was surrounded by silence, stillness and embarrassment.

After a while, he asked, “Has grandma told you about everything?”

Ah, my God! He finally opened his mouth, which made me feel less nervous.

So I quickly replied, “Yes. She said a lot. Well, don’t blame grandma. After all, not only she is old, but also she hasn’t taken charge of the company any more. It’s quite normal for her to put attention on something else. That’s why she cares about you so much now.”

Hearing that, he said nothing but “Hmm”. I didn’t know whether what I said was helpful to him or not.

So that, I had no choice but say good night to him.

He said that to me too. But his exact words were “good night, XX.” And what’s more, “XX” was my nickname.

I knew you must want to know what my nickname was. Ok, I could tell you as long as you wouldn’t laugh at me.

It was “Baobao” (means baby).

The scene that my dad was calling my nickname was weirder than that my dad was smiling.

Oh My God!