-8- Visiting Beijing Part 2
I just stood there, not knowing what to say. Of course, that would probably answer all my questions from back then, and the look from Yibo was more than pleading, but I was also afraid of what he might tell me.
So many different possible answers have gone through my mind over the years that now I'm just afraid that the answers are of that kind that could hurt me even more.
XinXin happily licks her ice cream and Yibo waited patiently for my answer. Why can't I just say yes? I always wanted to have my questions answered, now and here I have the opportunity, but my fear is paralyzing me.
"ZhanZhan, please I have so much to explain to you. Please give me a chance." He asked me once more.
"Yibo, I don't know. Do I even want to know what you have to tell me? Isn't it all so long ago now that it shouldn't really matter anymore?
"It matters ZhanZhan. It matters to me. I want you to know the truth behind everything. All the things you don't know."
"Why do I have this bad feeling inside of me that when I listen to you, I'm gonna be even angrier afterwards than before?"
"Mm."
" Mm? Is that all you have to say?"
"ZhanZhan, please understand me. You just have to know the truth. I've waited so long to tell you everything. You just emigrated and I never had a chance to clear everything up."
"What's emigration, Daddy?" Wanted to know Xinxin and made me to calm down.
"Perhaps we should have this conversation when my three-year-old daughter is not present. Especially since I don't know the content of the conversation."
"When Zhan? When can I talk to you? You leave today. You haven't been here for seven years. Should I wait another seven years or hope someone else dies so you come back here?"
"You can visit us Yibo." Suggest Xinxin.
"I don't think your daddy would like that little Xinxin."
The little Xinxin pulled one of her self-painted business cards out of her bag and handed it to Yibo. He laughed as he accepted it and looked at the circles and lines. "Thank you, Dear Lady." Yibo said.
"It says where we live. Come visit us." She said proudly.
I looked at Xinxin, she seems to have immediately gained confidence in Yibo and seems to like him.
"Daddy, your card. You must give yours too." She orders me to.
"Okay, honey. Daddy's already doing it."
I handed Yibo my business card. They were only for work, of course, but I wrote my private cell phone number on it. "Today and here we will not be able to resolve anything I'm sorry. So accept Xinxin's suggestion and come visit us. Call me and I'll give you the address."
"Thank you, ZhanZhan. Do you really mean it?"
"I think so. I mean, my parents would probably give you my address at some point anyway. We' re leaving now, so just call me. Say hi to Yanli."
"ZhanZhan, Yanli and I, we are not married. But I must explain this to you calmly."
It was a complete shock to me. You're not married? Does that mean they divorced? My head is spinning again.
"Okay, let's talk about this when you come to the States." I said that.
"You still have some time, Zhan, don't you? Can we maybe take your daughter out to dinner? Maybe a snack bar?"
"Only if I can have a hamburger." Protest Xinxin immediately.
"You're not even ready for a hamburger. And it's not healthy either."
"Daddy, I want a hamburger. I want to eat one too."
" Well, what now Daddy ZhanZhan, can we get some dinner? You see, your daughter would like it."
"It's mean to use my daughter against me. But fine. Let's go."
So we went to the nearest snack bar. Xinxin reached for Yibo's hand and my hand and let us lead her. "Daddy, let me fly." She called and we had to swing her up in the air by her arms again and again. She laughed happily and even managed to make the otherwise so cold Wang Yibo laugh.
In the snack bar, Xinxin ordered a children's menu with fries and a small salad, as well as a glass of orange juice. Yibo ordered a hamburger and fries and cut a piece of his hamburger so Xinxin could taste it.
I myself ordered a chicken salad and a light soup. But before we started eating, we had to hold each other's hands and recite a rhyme. Xinxin insisted on it.
Yibo had immediately reached for my hand and while Xinxin recited her rhyme to us and we had to repeat it. Yibo stroked my hand with his thumb. I said nothing and pretended not to notice .But inside, my feelings were going crazy.
Xinxin took the piece of hamburger that Yibo gave her and took it apart to look at it more closely. Then she tasted it piece by piece and every time she tasted a piece with ketchup on it, she made a face. It looked absolutely sweet.
After the dinner my daughter went to the toilet together with Yibo, where he should help her to wash her mouth and hands. My daughter has Yibo completely under her control.
When the two of them came back from the toilet, Yibo paid for the food and we went outside and walked along the sidewalk. Xinxin held hands with Yibo and me again.
But not even twenty minutes later, Xinxin was tired and did not feel like walking anymore. So she asked Yibo to carry her. And he smiled and lifted her up and into his arms. With a, I would say proud look, he carried Xinxin to my parents' house.
My parents were already waiting for us and looked at us with big eyes when we arrived there. Me and Yibo, who carried the now sleeping Xinxin. My mother let go an "Awwww is this sweet." and my father smiled.
We still had time for a cup of coffee, then I had to make my way to the airport with Xinxin. Actually, my dad was supposed to drive us. But Yibo offered himself instead and my father agreed immediately.
I didn't wake Xinxin and put her in the child seat of the car. Then I said goodbye to my parents and let Yibo drive me to the airport. We didn't talk while driving.
At a red light, Yibo grabbed my hand and kissed it. "Promise me we can talk ZhanZhan." He said, looking deep into my eyes.
I nodded and reminded him of my cell phone number. "Call me if you want to come and visit."
Arriving at the airport, I wake up my little one carefully. She smiles and lets Yibo carry her to the check-in. She gave Yibo a big goodbye hug and reminded him to come and visit her.
Yibo took me in his arms and pressed me tightly to himself. "See you soon, my ZhanZhan." He whispered.
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