My Two Dads

“You’re here so early.”

The one who came had curly brown hair tied in a small, round bun at the back of his head. He pulled the chair out and sat down in front of Yang Mo, speaking a mouthful of Chinese that was slightly inaccurate in pronunciation. He smiled, “Long time no see.”

This guy was Alan Clive, a former colleague of Yang Mo’s. When he heard that Yang Mo was here to further his studies, he made an appointment to meet with him right away.

Yang Mo: “Mm.”

“What can I get you?” Alan smiled, “Iced Americano?”

Yang Mo held up the drink he had already bought in his hand.

“Why do you have such terrifying taste?” Alan raised an eyebrow and joked, “I still remember when you took me to have Sichuan hot pot and almost caused me to have gastroenteritis.”

Yang Mo: “It’s not that bad.”

“I’ve heard great things about Qu Di since long time ago. The YouTube in China.” Alan said. “How are things going lately? Treated quite well, I’m guessing.”

“Still working. Didn’t explode in wealth, but not starving to death either.” Yang Mo said lightly, “Doing averagely and moderately.”

Alan: “.”

He laughed helplessly, “You really hasn’t changed at all. Still lacking of enthusiasm.”

Yang Mo went straight to the point and asked, “Anything going on?”

Alan unintentionally spotted the ring on Yang Mo’s ring finger.

Yang Mo normally wouldn’t intentionally wear the ring out, but at events like parties and gatherings, wearing it saved him a lot of trouble.

He asked, “You got married?”

Yang Mo: “En.”

“The head of Facent,” Alan stared at the ring and rested his arms on the table, holding his head up with a hand on his cheek and laughed, “I’m quite curious what kind of person is the one you fell for.”

Yang Han thought Han Shi Yu was a fool.

She didn’t want to describe him in that way usually, since he was an elder after all so she ought to save him some face.

But in this situation, Yang Han was already feeling so embarrassed in his stead to the point of wanting to vanish, so she had no other choice but to think of this adjective.

He must have thought that sitting in the dark and at the last row, with sunglasses on, that she would not recognize him.

When Yang Han turned her head around to get some popcorn, she spotted him from the very edge of her line of sight and almost instantly recognized him.

Yang Han: “……”

Doing the exact same thing, what was up with her two dads?

Han Shi Yu was eager in following them that he didn’t even notice the movie title as he kept staring at the two of them who stood in line before him. It wasn’t until he sat in his seat, with both of his sides filled with people that he realized this movie was in 3D. The glasses in his hands were clip-ons.

There were always more difficulties than solutions and this guy will always be excellent in figuring out some ways. He calmly waited for the lights to be out in the cinema before putting on his sunglasses again, then placed the clip-ons on top.

At this moment, it might be more appropriate to put on ‘Reflection on The Moon’ as background music instead.

The people around him: “…….”

A kind-hearted soul within the crowd curiously asked, “Brother, can you see clearly?”

Han Shi Yu, whose sight in front of him was entirely black, said, “I can.”

His arms were crossed in front of his chest. He stared straight ahead with full focus but his attention was not on the movie. Lifting his clip-ons, his eyes were glued to Yang Han.

Yang Han was so ashamed that her whole body was shaking.

Were they influenced by TV dramas or animes, so much that they thought a pair of sunglasses could hide them from people who knew them well?

“What’s wrong,” Liu Zuo Ye could sense her discomfort and felt that the source of it was right behind her diagonally. Just when she was about to turn around, Yang Han held her face and turned it back.

“Don’t look. There’s an idiot behind us.”

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Liu Zuo Ye, whose cheeks were squeezed together: “?”

Yang Mo answered in an official yet normal manner, “Can be counted as mature and stable.”

Alan was still resting his cheek on his hand. He raised an eyebrow in disbelief and said, “Really?”

Taping his fingers on the table, he continued, “I thought your cup of tea would have more of a spicier kick. Just like the spicy food you love.”

Yang Mo: “.”

“Cold and ascetic men sure love to play with fire the most.” Alan wondered, “Won’t he try to seduce you when making love?”

Yang Mo was firm, “No.”

“Then that’s no fun.” He reached over and snapped his fingers a few times in front of Yang Mo, smiling meaningfully, “If you were to abandon him one day, you can try it out with me instead.”

This guy had pursued Yang Mo during the years he worked abroad, so it wasn’t too surprising to hear such words. “You’re overthinking it.”

He laughed a few times before saying, “Too bad then. Such a great man, how did you become a married man…” He lamented a while longer before asking, “You’re on top, right?”

Yang Mo: “.”

He smiled, “Then your other half sure is blessed.”

Han Shi Yu behavior.

Not documented on Baidu’s encyclopedia, but concluded by Yang Han’s observation. It is an extremely contagious trait with only one source.

Yang Han had seen first-hand how contagious it can be, and she herself had been infected before too. But this was the first time she had truly witnessed how strong this trait was when emitted directly from the source.

Yang Han’s ability to choose movies had always been very poor, and she was once again cheated by this movie’s magnificent trailer. The content was boring to begin with so many viewers had started doing other things. Some other viewers felt like the ticket would be wasted so they tried their hardest to watch till the end.

But at the back row with Han Shi Yu, it seemed not boring at all.

He pulled along the male viewers around him to start a game of Honor of Kings with him with earphones on.

As the game starting screen alights, everything else was forgotten.

The brothers were furiously exchanging words in the chat.

“Are you blind! We were invaded by the enemy! Can’t you take off your sunglasses?”

Han Shi Yu: “What’s the rush? I’m coming to support already.”

When the screen flashed a big ‘you lost’, the group of people let out a long sigh. But in a public place like this, they couldn’t make a loud noise so they had no choice but to hold in their frustrations.

The brother next to Han Shi Yu tapped him on the shoulder and whispered, “The hell, your ranking is so high so I thought you’d be pretty good.”

Han Shi Yu pulled out his excuse, “I’ve gotten rusty.”

The movie was nearing its end, Yang Han really couldn’t watch it any longer and same goes for Liu Zuo Ye. She took advantage of Han Shi Yu being distracted to quickly pull Liu Zuo Ye along to make a run for it.

There was no one else around anymore so the brothers who played together earlier on started to chat at ease.

All it took for men to be acquainted was a game. They instantly became familiar with each other as if they had known each other for half a life time. One of them asked, “Hey, what do you all do for a living?”

The man next to him answered, “Working for someone else, I guess. Our child was just born recently, so these few years were really busy.”

“Deliver parcels to people. A tiring, exhausting work. No one’s willing to be with me.”

“I’m doing quite okay. Working in the media. Just found a new girlfriend, but not married yet.”

“What? You already look over thirty though.”

The guy laughed a little, “Oh, fuck off.”

The older office worker laughed as well before shaking his phone, “When I was your age, my blood still boiled with a lot of passion. I was constantly dreaming about being scouted by a club and playing in the professional league. Only now did I realize I was a fool then.”

One of them laughed in response, “Who hasn’t dreamed about that though? When FPX won the championship that year, our entire dorm howled the whole night.”

The courier boy said, “I was only in elementary school then. Now it’s not easy to even play a game after work. I have to tend to my girlfriend.”

“Hah, I was still playing 4399 when I was in elementary school. Your generation is so advanced now.”

“What’s 4399?”

“See, the tear marks of generations changing.”

This group of people from different ages were accidentally connected by this game, overcoming years of generation gaps and started to have conversations filled with laughter that banded them together.

Between the casual conversations, one person suddenly asked Han Shi Yu, “Sunglasses Bro, what do you do for a living?”

Someone answered for him, “The heir to a traditional, intangible cultural heritage.”

Admist the bursting laughter, the lights were already turned back on and people were all gone. The venue emptied out, leaving this handful of people still huddled together.

“Me?” Han Shi Yu had been listening quietly earlier on. Now that he was asked, he curved his lips upwards and smiled, “I make games.”

They were silent for a while before saying in unison, “Amazing.”

Then, they asked, “What is it called? Is it released yet?”

Han Shi Yu: “Not yet. It’s my first time doing it so still figuring it out.”

The office worker sighed, “It’s not easy for newbies to make games. You tend to lose money first, so hang in there.”

Han Shi Yu laughed, “There’s nothing that is easy to do.”

The media guy suggested, “Go look for Ji Xun for investment. I heard they are planning to invest in games lately.”

“What does that Han Shi Yu even know.” Someone kindly said, “Go look for professionals to help you instead. Ji Xun never worked on this before. Don’t get scammed, brother.”

Han Shi Yu: “.”

He said, “…Okay.”

The media guy laughed, “Working in this field of mine, I understand things better. Han Shi Yu actually has a pretty good vision and ability.”

Han Shi Yu couldn’t agree more, “I think so too.”

Setting aside the jokes, all of them said, “We’ll wait till you release the game, then help you rate it 5 stars.”

Han Shi Yu’s eyes curved upwards a little. Although they were hidden behind his bangs and sunglasses, “Sure.”

The sentiment of homesickness, the small feeling of being touched over seeing kind acts or the simple joy of chasing after your dreams…Throughout the ages, people had always used emotions like that to connect with one another. This kind of connection was extremely remarkable, crossing over all sorts of barriers and bringing the beating hearts of people even closer together.

It was that connection that he wanted to tap into.

Before doing anything, Han Shi Yu liked to look for its meaning. Then, his motivation and drive would be built on top of that meaning as he worked towards that goal. That would made his work a lot more purposeful and happier.

Ji Xun had already had the intention to make games and films, so he had prepared the funds for it and planned to start it in the coming year. But now, even the meaning behind it had been found.

Han Shi Yu froze when he came back to his senses.

He suddenly remembered what he came here for.

He looked over to the empty seats and slapped the back of his head, crying out, “Shit, I lost my daughter.”

The brothers who were already halfway up and leaving looked back at him: “?”

After walking side by side for some time, Alan still wasn’t quite convinced. With both hands in his pocket, he turned towards Yang Mo to ask again, “Mature and stable?”

Yang Mo let out a low growl through his nose, “Fuck that.”

Alan: “…”

T/N: IS THE SHIP SAILING— Oh my god, it’d be so cute if it did? I’m reading along as I translate, so I don’t know how it ends too tbh. But this is going to be hilarious if it’s true. Two overprotective dads definitely did NOT see it coming, the fact that their daughter is going to be snagged not by a boy but a girl