Early in the morning, Zhou Yang left.

The son woke up happily, but his face immediately drooped when he realized that his father was not there.

I had to call Zhou Yang and let him explain himself.

"Hanghang, dad has something very important to do today. I promise you, as soon as it's finished, I'll come back to be with you, okay? What gift do you want? Dad will bring it back for you when he comes back."

"Dad, is it something more important than Hanghang?" The son asked, holding back tears, looking aggrieved.

Zhou Yang paused visibly on the video call and then continued, "Good son, don't cry. Our Hanghang will be a elementary school student soon, isn't that growing up?"

The son wiped away his tears and was about to respond when Li Moli and Didi's voices came from the phone.

"Zhou Yang, hurry up, what are you dawdling for? The class meeting is about to start."

"Uncle, come over quickly!"

This interruption made the son freeze, his mouth half open.

"Dad..."

"Hanghang, be good, listen to Mom, Dad has to hang up because of something!"

The call ended, and it felt like my heart was clenched.

I immediately took the phone and hugged my son tightly.

"Mom, dad..."

"Hanghang, would you like Mom to record a video to send to Dad to see?" I gently wiped his little face, feeling distressed.

"Okay."

Lu Yuhang was jumping and dancing on the stage with the other kids, trying hard to smile despite feeling sad.

I sent the recorded video to Lu Yang.