When the tune ended, Yu Ze had just opened his eyes and saw a little boy standing before him.
The boy was somewhat thin but quite handsome, holding a bouquet of roses in his arms. His big eyes sparkled with excitement and shyness.
Seeing Yu Ze looking at him, the boy quickly stood on tiptoes and offered the roses to him.
For a moment, Yu Ze was taken aback. How long had it been since he last received flowers? After a while, as Huo Ji'an's arm began to ache, Yu Ze finally accepted the flowers.
Up close, Yu Ze noticed that the boy's eyes were a deep, dark color, giving the impression of intense focus.
There was a cool aura around him, standing there with a touch of loneliness. Looking at Huo Ji'an, Yu Ze softly said, "Thank you."
His voice was clear and melodious. Huo Ji'an smiled, his face blushing with excitement. "You're welcome, Daddy!"
Yu Ze blinked in confusion. "Excuse me?"
Looking at the little boy, Yu Ze was puzzled. "Who are you?"