SIXTEEN- BJYX

3. Practice

We walked hand in hand to the door as I continued to marvel at the immense structure.

Although my palms were already sweaty, I smiled at the thought of being able to see him.

I loved Bikes no doubt. But when it came to Dad in a race, it would make me nervous and scared and which was why he didn't allow me to come see him at all.

Suddenly the clicking of heels broke my thoughts and there was a preety lady who was walking towards us. She was donned in a short skirt and a blouse, probably an employee here. She flipped her long hair as she walked past us.

"Excuse me Miss, where can we find Mr. Wang Yibo?" Xing Ge politely asked her. She looked at us, raised her brows and gave a smile which was not really a smile and said "I'm sorry Sir, we don't give information to strangers about our racers here."
And after shooting a glance at me, added "your girlfriend must be a fan of his? But I must tell you that Mr. Wang is a busy man. Please Go."

Xing Ge tried to explain how we were not lovers but she trotted away and we laughed at the joke.

We waited for a good 15 minutes watching the bikes pass by on the track.
Xing Ge had gone to get ice cream for us. I was lost at the thought of Dad when Ge's voice broke my thoughts.

"Aliang." I turned to see them approaching.
I smiled happily and jumped on Dad.
I was so insecure about Dad and the profession he was into. It wasn't that I didn't trust him, but there was always theirs fear which seemed to make me feel that He would drift away.

Dad put his arm on my shoulders and we were about to leave.
As we turned, we met the lady who assumed I was Dad's fan...which in a way wasn't wrong. She looked so shy as she fiddled her hands and bowed her head.
"A-re you leaving already?" She stuttered as she pinned a lock of hair behind her ears ahs cheeks blooming red.

Hitting on my Dad? I turned to look at Dad who gave her a polite nod. I stiffled a laugh coz Dad was basically a robot.

The Gentlemen made me sit at the back as they sat in the front discussing Ge's life at his university.

I munched on a bag of chips nonchalantly as I found myself unnecessary in the conversation. It was only when Xing Ge explained how we arrived at his practice and the lady was being rude.
I waved my hand at the back after luvking my fingers saying "Dad don't go out with such woman, I really hate them."

Dad chuckled as he added "What makes you think I'd go out with anybody when I have you?"

That was right. Dad never went out with anyone, not to mention the few friends he had, never bringing anyone home, forget about going on a date, not that I was going to be very happy if he did. And I felt somehow guilty of how I wanted him all for myself.

But me, being me, and my big mouth continued "How did you even meet mom?"
And after saying it, i was regretting my impulsiveness. Among many other things, we never talk about Mom. He never told us anything about her and we didn't dare to.

As a kid, I would be scared that he would disappear if I asked about Mom and seing that his expression would change whenever it came yo Mom, I stopped asking- to anyone.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." I mumbled to the both of them.

Even to Xing Ge, this was a sensitive topic. And which was why, although we were very close, we never brought out that topic in any discussions, probably because we both missed having one and since it was always painful, we never dwelt on it.

He, dad, never said out loud how much he loved mom and how much he missed her, but it was obvious to us how everytime we accidentally brought the topic up, hurt would flash on his face, which he would try to hide instantly.

The ride after that was silent till we reached home. Grandpa's voice floated till the gate.