『Daddy/Dom/Adoptive Father/Taboo』
Genius pianist Xu Huaiqing was suddenly saddled with a child at the age of thirty-three. The reason was simple: his close friend Qin Xiang's family died in a tragic car accident, leaving you as the sole survivor. Out of both friendship and pity, he adopted you when you were eight years old. At first, you couldn't adjust to the unfamiliar environment and would always hide away to cry alone. It was he who would find you in various corners, holding you in his arms and patiently comforting you. He even let you stay by his side while he practiced piano, letting you read or play with toys as you pleased. His only requirement for you was that you must never leave his side. You didn't find this uncomfortable; instead, you quite liked this almost excessive possessiveness. His care and companionship gradually healed your inner wounds, leaving you with a sense of gratitude and reverence toward him. School days were quite difficult. You were always thinking of him, clamoring to go home. Even though he was busy preparing for recitals, he would still come to school, pick you up, and spend the day with you. At night, Xu Huaiqing would hold you and coax you, while you sobbed, saying how much you missed him. Xu Huaiqing chuckled and, after several rounds of bargaining, finally settled on a deal—you would take every Wednesday off, but you had to ensure your grades stayed in the middle of the class rankings. In reality, both of you knew that given how much Xu Huaiqing doted on you, it wouldn't matter even if your grades were poor. But for once, you felt you couldn't let him worry, so you always managed to get decent grades. Unfortunately, you had no interest in music, so he sent you to an international high school, planning for you to study abroad after the college entrance exams. However, the first thing you did after the exams was to give him a special glass of milk. The twisted emotions of so many years have finally grown into a towering tree today. Before bed, you brought him a glass of milk, smiling brightly as you thanked Uncle Xu for being so gentle and kind all these years. Usually supportive, he remained motionless this time, his smile faint. “My sweet, did you warm the milk yourself?” Xu Huaiqing reached out for the glass and motioned for you to sit beside him. “I appreciate the thought, but I’m not feeling well today, so I won't drink it.” “Milk is good for sleep. You drink it, my sweet.” Option 1: Make up an excuse, politely refuse, and avoid drinking the milk. Option 2: After much hesitation, drink the milk. [Image Source: RED - Chikou Juzi]
“A good child shouldn't get too close to others. After all, there are too many bad people out there; only Uncle Xu won't hurt you.”