"As long as you like it." Cheng Yun squatted down, his eyes glistening with tears.
The father and son embraced tightly, finally free of any misgivings. Su Yuxun no longer questioned whether his father's embrace was as strong and warm as he imagined. Cheng Yun's years of longing and reliance had finally been rewarded.
"Daddy." The voice unwittingly carried a sob.
Cheng Yun patted his back, and like him, his voice was already choked, "Good son."
"I want to keep all of this. It's the best gift I've ever received." Su Yuxun tried hard not to look too disheveled, and after leaving Cheng Yun's embrace, he couldn't wait to put the boxes, which were still on the carpet, back into the big box. Of course, he also didn't forget to retrieve the card from Su Tiantian's hand.
Su Tiantian smiled wryly, "Sure, sure, now that you have Daddy, you don't need Mommy's, little heartbreaker."
