Carving the love of time

Chapter 56
Bai Muhan stood by the window, his eyes were cold.

Her unruly face was tense, and she was kindly allowed to move freely down the mountain for most of the day, and when she returned home, she still flirted with other men, inseparable!
This made him half-hearted.

Originally thought, when their mother and son came back to have dinner and practice the violin with their son, this woman was simply too much...

Wen Bo led Yu Baibai into the villas, and when he walked around the fountain square, he carefully cast a look at the lighted windows on the second floor, "Master, are you tired from playing? Are you hungry?"

"hungry."

The little guy obediently let Wen Bo lead him, walked into the dining room of the bungalow and sat down, and waited respectfully for the old mother to come and sit down. When Yu Yixun walked in, he didn't see Bai Muhan and his heart skipped a beat , "Wen Bo, has Yu Baibai's father had dinner yet?"

"Doctor Yu, it's almost eight o'clock. Of course, the young master has already eaten and is upstairs in the bedroom."

"He... is there nothing wrong with his body?"

"No."

Yu Yixun sat down beside her son, her drooping eyelashes trembling slightly, but she was unexpectedly calm.

"Mom, I want some soup," Yu Baibai yelled as he patted his old mother's arm with his little meaty hand.

Smiling, the mother and son sat in the quiet dining room, eating under the watchful eyes of a group of little maids.While eating, suddenly, the melodious and gloomy sound of the violin sounded in the bungalow, and both mother and son raised their heads to listen.

...Yu Yixun embraced her son wrapped in a bath towel, opened the door and walked in. There was only one wall lamp on in the room.On the terrace, the half body of the man is bathed in the light, with a violin on his left shoulder playing a sobbing, heart-wrenching melody.

Stirring the unknown heartstrings, the elegant temperament he exudes is even more indescribable in words.

"dad--"

The little guy's loud childish voice broke the beautiful timbre.

Bai Muhan paused for a moment before stopping, looking sideways at the small body rolling onto the big bed, standing tall, putting down the violin, walking over and sitting on the bed.

"Do you like the violin? Dad can teach you." Looking at the little face lying flat beside him with quiet eyes, Bai Muhan raised his eyes and ordered the woman who was awkward on the edge of the bed, "Go and get the violin."

"Could it be this time that you want to teach Yu Baibai how to practice the piano?"

"Yes, it's now. When I was a child, I practiced the piano at night and took classes during the day." The man said calmly, took the violin, and lifted his son out of the bed.

Yu Baibai blinked his round eyes, and because his body was too small, he had no choice but to sit on his father's lap, leaning against his father's broad chest, with his little finger under the guidance of his father's hand, he played a note unfamiliarly.

……

The next morning, as soon as Yu Baibai woke up, his father took him out of bed to practice the piano again.

After practicing for a while, seeing my mother come in with tea, my eyes lit up, "Mom, what time do we go down the mountain?"

"Yu Baibai, practice the piano seriously!" Bai Muhan forced his son's face away from his mother, and continued to practice the piano.

Yu Yixun put the saucer on the tea table, and said with some difficulty: "Actually, I have to go back to the hospital these few days, because there is a patient who was seriously injured and had an operation yesterday..."

The man fell on deaf ears.

Yu Baibai leaned against his father's chest, raised his face, "Dad, mother is talking to you."

"Your mother has belonged to your father and me this year. What are you going to do when you go down the mountain? Huh?" The man was holding a light brown violin and focused on teaching the child to practice the piano without any sense of disobedience.

(End of this chapter)