Chapter 114.3 – I’m a little crybaby (3)

Translator: Xena

Soon, dozens of skewers of grilled squid and a few bottles of beer were added to the table.

Chen You and Xiao Langgou ate squids one after another and drank beer sip after sip. It seemed that the two of them had really become buddies who could talk about anything; the kind that were really close.

After drinking two and a half bottles, Chen You lay down on the table.

Xiao Langgou’s drinking capacity was great, being sober still with four or five empty bottles piled up beside him. He pushed the person lying down. “Little fairy? Little crybaby? Sheng Xia? Damn, drunk already? You’re not too good at this! “

“Really now? Laozi is the one treating the guest but I also have to clean up the stall?”

Xiao Langgou informed his aunt, then put his hands under the little crybaby’s armpits, threw his arms over his shoulders, pulled him up, and helped him walk. “Hey, where do you live? Tell me the address and I’ll take you home.”

Chen You had his head lowered, repeating the same thing, “Dad…”

The corner of Xiao Langgou’s mouth twitched. “I say Fairy, how old are you? Why are you still thinking about your father when you‘re drunk? You have some strong father complex, which is really unacceptable.”

Inside a black car at an intersection, Sheng Qing, who was sitting in the back seat, looked up and caught a glimpse of a slender figure.

Maybe he was thinking about the two bowls of noodles he had a few days ago in the morning or something else, but Sheng Qing frowned. He asked the driver to park the car on the side of the road, opened the door and got out.

Sheng Guang and Sheng Jing followed their father’s gaze all throughout. When they discovered the wastrel, the confusion in their eyes turned into shock at the same time.

On the roadside, Xiao Langgou was just about to call a taxi to take the little crybaby back home when he saw a man coming towards him. It was the little crybaby’s father.

“Uncle Sheng.”

Sheng Qing’s eyes swept across the young boy’s flushed face. “Give him to me.”

Xiao Langgou’s fingers which were hugging the little crybaby’s waist suddenly tightened, inexplicably not wanting to hand him over.

Sheng Qing’s brows suddenly knitted together.

Xiao Langgou swallowed his saliva and looked down at the little crybaby in his arms. What does your father do? Why is he so scary?

Without saying anything further, Sheng Qing stretched out his arm and pulled the boy into his arms. “Sheng Xia.”

Chen You was drunk. His legs were as soft as noodles, causing his body to slide down before he was pulled up again. He was still calling out incoherently, “Dad…”

“I miss you so much… Dad…”

Sheng Qing’s eyes fell on the youth’s face. He pursed his thin lips, picked him up by the waist with a cold face, and strode away.

Xiao Langgou stood there with his arms empty as he watched the little crybaby being carried away by his father. He felt a little confused and a little lost.

Crazy, crazy, crazy!

Xiao Langgou squatted on the ground to smoke, but his hands were shaking and he couldn’t light a cigarette. He slammed his lighter on the ground in exasperation, picked it up again to shakily lit his cigarette, and smoked it in a panic.

After smoking a cigarette until only the butt was left, Xiao Langgou’s mind cleared and he was no longer as panicked. He first called the pretty girl and then made an appointment for a place. He was now eager to test himself.

With one more person in the car, the atmosphere suddenly changed from quiet to noisy, and the air was permeated with the smell of alcohol.

Sheng Guang looked disgusted and said in a worried tone, “Dad, why did Xia-Gege go out drinking with questionable people? And even getting drunk at that.”

Sheng Qing answered, “That’s his classmate.”

Sheng Guang closed his mouth. His face looked very bad, and his mind was full of the image of his father crossing the road while holding the wastrel.

When he was a child, he wanted his father to hug him but was pushed away. Later, he learned from his grandmother that his father has mysophobia and didn’t like to be in contact with people.

So Sheng Guang’s biggest wish was to be hugged by his father.

More than a decade later, that wish has become an obsession.

Now that the wastrel has actually gotten what he always wanted but couldn’t get, how can Sheng Guang swallow this down?

But Sheng Jing didn’t think as much as he did, and just found it unbelievable.

Chen You, who was lying in the front passenger seat, was drunk. He was unaware of the stiff atmosphere in the car and started singing in the tune of the children’s song “I’m a Painter”— “I’m a little crybaby, I’m good at pretending——”

“……”

The driver’s steering wheel deviated, causing him to drive in an S-shape on the road. He was so scared that he perspired cold sweat. This Young Master Xia was really a capable person. The Master had made exceptions for him time and time again and he has become a special existence. This time as well he lets him go.

Chen You waved his hands. “La la la la la la la la la, I’m an expert in selling newspapers!”

“Belch……”

The driver saw that things were not looking good. “Sir, Young Master Xia is going to vomit.”

Sheng Qing’s expression was extremely terrifying. “Stop the car and let him out.”

The driver quickly did as he was told.

As soon as the car door opened, Chen You rushed out, squatted under a tree, and started vomiting.

The atmosphere in the car was low.

Sheng Guang and Sheng Jing didn’t say anything. It was unknown what they were thinking.

Chen You couldn’t vomit anymore and fell to the ground.

The driver helped him back into the car and fastened his seat belt. Young Master Xia, can you please wait until Uncle gets off work before doing anything else?

Chen You tilted his head, mumbled something, and then calmed down.

Halfway through the journey, Chen You became uneasy. He moved around in his seat and even banged his head against the car door.

“Dad, I’m so hot, please let me out.”

Sheng Qing in the back seat narrowed his eyes slightly, then returned to normal.

He said indifferently, “Xiao Guang, Xiao Jing, both of you take a taxi back.”

In an ordinary family, a father would not say such words to his children nor make such requests.

But it was possible in the Sheng family.

Family affection was cheap and worthless when necessary.

In the Sheng family, no matter what kind of relationship it was, it could only be maintained through common interests.

Sheng Guang and Sheng Jing were used to the Sheng family’s detachment and their father’s coldness, so they got out of the car after it stopped.

Sheng Qing never considered whether his decision would affect the relationship between them, father and sons. He himself had never felt that even once.

So he didn’t understand and he didn’t need it.

Sheng Qing was glad that he had two adopted sons to shut up the old bastards in the Sheng family. If he became unhappy one day, or if his two adopted sons disappointed him, he would not show mercy.

Only after the car was out of sight did Sheng Guang show his resentment and jealousy on his face.

“What is this?”

“What’s wrong with Dad? Did he become interested because of that loser’s personality change?”

Sheng Guang was furious. “Ever since we were children, we’ve worked hard to learn the rules for fear that we would not do well enough and make Dad angry. You saw it just now, the wastrel was not behaving properly in the car, was crying and singing, but Dad not only didn’t get angry or told the wastrel to get out, instead he ordered us to get out of the car.”

Sheng Jing murmured, “I want to know too.”

He suggested, “Let’s find a chance to go to Sheng Xia’s school.”

Sheng Guang mockingly said, “What? You saw he was getting close to Dad, so you couldn’t wait to curry favor with him?”

Sheng Jing scratched his chin and said with a smile, “You want to know the reason, right? If you don’t go and find it out yourself, how will you figure it out?”

Sheng Guang said angrily, “You decide the time.”

He wanted to see how much the wastrel had changed.

After driving all the way to the bottom of the apartment building, the driver’s back was all wet. Fortunately, he didn’t have a heart disease, otherwise he would have definitely ended up in the hospital.

“Sir, do you want me to help Young Master Xia in?”

Sheng Qing raised his head.

The driver went to pull the boy out of the car. “Young Master Xia, we’re home.”

Chen You staggered. “Home? My home? What about my dad?”

He yelled, “Dad?”

The driver wiped his forehead. “Sir, they say the truth comes out when drunk. Young Master Xia has been calling you since he got in the car. He really cares about you.”

Sheng Qing glanced at him coldly, “You talk too much.”

The driver didn’t dare say anything else.

He helped the boy into the corridor. “Young Master Xia, slow down.”

Chen You sobbed, his shoulders shaking as he cried quietly.

The driver was startled. Why was he crying? He was at a loss as to what to do. “Sir, this…”

Sheng Qing pinched his nose bridge, pulled the boy to his side, and half-carried him inside when the elevator door opened.

In the cramped space, the smell of alcohol from the boy’s mouth continued to spray out, instantly covering and permeating the air in the entire elevator.

Sheng Qing’s brows furrowed even tighter, and his facial lines became tense.

There was a small hand touching him randomly so Sheng Qing said in a low voice, “Behave yourself!”

Chen You pouted and cried, “Dad… I want to see the bird…”

Sheng Qing’s eyes turned strange. “Bird? What bird?

Chen You choked up with sobs, still gesturing with his hands. “It’s a really big bird that can peck at people.”

Sheng Qing’s expression changed again and again. He took a deep breath and felt that maybe his thoughts were dirty.

The bird the boy was talking about was a certain kind of bird that had a sharp beak and was good at pecking food.

After entering the room, Chen You rolled up his shirt and took it off, waving it in his hands. “Where’s the bird? Where is it? I want to see the bird!”

Sheng Qing closed the door, changed his leather shoes and said, “Let’s go to the zoo tomorrow.”

Chen You fell to the ground and began to roll around. “I don’t care, I want to see it now!”

 “……”

The veins on Sheng Qing’s forehead throbbed. He tried his best to resist the urge to drag the person out. He took the remote control, turned on the TV in the living room, and tuned into Animal World.

“Here’s the bird.”

Chen You leaned over to the TV cabinet. “Wow, so many birds…”

Sheng Qing’s face twitched slightly.

He was indeed thinking dirty just now. The boy liked to watch birds and animals.

On the TV, there was a bird with a red tail perched on a branch with a proud posture.

Chen You’s face was almost touching it. “Dad, come and see!”

“Your Dad has no interest in birds. You can watch it for yourself.”

Sheng Qing took off his watch and threw it on the coffee table. Just as he was about to go to the bathroom, he saw the boy acting weird again.

Chen You had his head lowered and his arms stretched behind him. He was running back and forth in front of the TV cabinet, using them like wings and squawking as he ran, saying that he was flying.

Sheng Qing’s head ached.

What on earth was wrong with him that he brought back such a little lunatic?

The person bumped into his embrace while saying, “Dad, I’m back. I won’t leave.”

Sheng Qing pried the boy’s hands apart, but was hugged tightly again, causing his temples to ache again.

“I love you Dad…”

Sheng Qing was stunned when he was kissed by the boy with a mwah.

His face became frighteningly dark. He reached out and pushed the boy away.

Unfortunately, the only person present who was thrown to the ground was completely unafraid.

Chen You got up from the ground and suddenly shouted, “I want to touch the bird’s head!”

After that, he went to search Sheng Qing’s pockets for the bird’s head. When he didn’t find it, he jumped onto the sofa like a madman, jumping up and down, crying and shouting that he wanted to touch the bird’s head, and he wouldn’t stop no matter what.

Sheng Qing pinched his brows, went to his collection cabinet in the study, took out a carved jade parrot, and put it in the boy’s hand. “Touch it.”