Rebirth: A Doted Toy Boy In ‘Another' World

“Ah, I’m sorry.”

Pei Lele finally realized what had happened, and quickly covered her mouth.

“Go to watch TV.”

Hei Ming’s jaw jutted toward another side, indicating Pei Lele to leave soon.

Pei Lele murmured, “But you damaged the television when you were fighting!”

Hei Ming looked around and found that the sofa and television were already upstairs. The hall was in a mess, as if it had just experienced the world war.

“Oh, no. How should I explain to my brother?”

Hei Ming scratched his head and started to regret.

But Bai Hao, the first person to attack, was looking at Bai Haotian at this time.

He realized that Pei Lele was right. Bai Haotian looked more like Hei Ming than him.

If Bai Hao had looked carefully, he would have found that Bai Haotian’s eyes and nose were a bit similar to him. However, he only looked at Bai Haotian’s face vaguely, and felt that Bai Haotian was not like him.

“I’m your son. If you don’t believe me, you can go to the hospital and do a paternity test.”

Bai Haotian raised his head and whispered to Bai Hao with an expectant look on his face.

He hoped that Bai Hao would hug him and call his name.

But Bai Hao did nothing at this time. Bai Haotian was so disappointed and lowered his head slowly.

“I’d better go back now.”

He loosed the corner of Bai Hao’s clothes and turned to the door alone.

“Wait a minute.”

Bai Hao suddenly held him back.

Bai Haotian stopped, but didn’t look back. Bai Hao heard that he was sniffing back a tear.

Suddenly, Bai Hao’s heartstrings were broken.

Although Bai Hao was not sure if the boy was his son, he did feel very familiar with Bai Haotian.

“Anyway, you don’t need me. Without me, you wouldn’t have been separated. Without me, Dad wouldn’t have hided the truth and suffered from separation from the person he loved. Without me…”

Bai Haotian sobbed. Then he cried so hard that he could not speak, and had to lower his head and wipe his tears.

Hei Ming sighed. He let Bai Hao go, and bent over to pick up Bai Haotian.

“You are as lachrymose as your mother!”

Hei Ming raised his hand to wipe Bai Haotian’s tears. Then he sighed again.

“Who is lachrymose?” Bai Haotian asked.

“Who is lachrymose?” Bai Hao asked, too.

Both of them complained in unison, which made Hei Ming pause for a while.

Bai Haotian and Bai Hao also looked at each other blankly.

“You‘re both alike.”

Pei Lele hadn’t left and interjected again. As the third wheel, she always stayed here and disturbed Hei Ming’s family.

“If you don’t say anything, no one will treat you as a mute.”

Hei Ming glared at her again.

“I just told the truth. Why are you angry with me?”

Pei Lele felt she’d been wronged. Whatever she said was wrong.

“How cruel you’ve been to me. You used to treat me well. But now you have a wife and a son, and start to dislike me. I won’t talk to you anymore. I’ll go to find my brother.”

Pei Lele snorted and went up the stairs angrily to find Pei Siyang.

Hei Ming was more than happy when she left. So he didn’t stop her.

Uncle Mo who was standing in the distance also left. He did not want to disturb them.

At present, Bai Hao started to believe Bai Haotian was his son because they had just spoken in perfect unison.

“It’s fine if you don’t want to recognize me as your son. Anyway, I just want to come and see you. I never think that you will accept me.”

Bai Hao stared at Bai Haotian again. But Bai Haotian didn’t know what Bai Hao was thinking. So he said so.