Bill drove his car with Noy to the construction site where Caine worked before at five o’clock in the dusk.

The sky was getting darker at five o’clock in March, but there were still people working on the construction site and the roar sound of the machines was over through the ears.

Noy could not understand why his daddy brought him here; he grasped the strawberry in his hand and sucked the juice with relish. He looked blankly at Bill, who had been staring at the gate of the construction site, and cried out: "Daddy, go out, I wanna go out..."

Bill turned around and saw his son eating strawberry with juice full of his hands. He soon took a paper towel and wiped his hands: "Look, dirty boy, how did you eat it like this…"

Noy cleverly spread out his small hand to let his father wipe his hands while still looking at him with big eyes, and he said persistently: "Go out, I wanna go out!"

"If you behave better, I will take you out for a walk, Okay?" Bill also felt uncomfortable for sitting so long, and he didn’t know when Caine would finish his work. So he had no choice but to take Noy out of the car for a walk.

Noy said happily, "Okay ~!"

Bill got off with Noy in his arms and took him for a walk. It was the southern suburb of the city. Although there was a construction site nearby, there were few cars and could see few people. Noy had been stayed in urban area for a long time, and he would feel strange to see the scenery.

They played for a long time until the sky was becoming dark completely. Bill thought he couldn’t see Caine today. However, he saw the workers at the construction site coming out one by one when he just walked to the car with Noy in his arms. He stopped and looked for a moment, and then he saw Caine slowly coming out. He wore a black shirt with V-collar and long sleeves, his jacket was draped over the shoulders, and his dark hair was a little messy. His face should have been washed up, it looked clean and it was hard to hide its handsome and delicate. He used to have smile on his face, so he looked friendly and vigorous. Now he was always expressionless and looked indifferent, but it seemed a little cooler.

Bill was tenderhearted, so he walked quickly towards Caine: "Caine…"

However, Caine turned his head and still ignored him: "What do you come for?" With this, he just went on by himself.

Bill quickly caught up with him: "Caine, I want to talk to you..."

After saying that, Noy hugged his neck tightly because of his stride, he cried out nervously: "Daddy…"

Caine slowly stopped unconsciously after hearing the childish voice. He turned around and saw a three-year-old child being held in Caine’s arms. He was adorable; he looked smart and very cute. For some reason, Caine suddenly felt disappointed and angry, he asked, "Is that your son?"

Bill unconsciously held Noy tighter with his hands and nodded: "Yes, he is my son."

Caine glanced coldly at Noy in his arms, then he ignored him and strode away.

"Caine! Caine!" Bill caught up in a hurry, but Caine had long legs and he walked faster deliberately. He held Noy and could not follow him in any way. He had to get into his car hurriedly, so he put Noy on the safety chair in the back seat, and then drove his car to follow him slowly.

Caine absolutely noticed that he was following him, but he still ignored him. He thought that he would leave later because he just asked for a snub. However, after getting on and getting off the bus until he arrived at the rental house of the urban village; he appeared in front of him again…Bill held the child and he was panting. He stood at the door of his house and still shouted obstinately:

"Caine…"

Caine took a look at him, and there was no temperature in his black eyes. He was about to close the door when he entered the room. Only saw him coming forward and blocked the door, an then he looked at him imploringly:

"It was so hard for me find a place to park my car and catch up with you…"

Caine did not know how he felt a bit softened in the bottom of his heart; he turned to enter the room and stopped closing the door.

Bill knew that he allowed him to enter by default and hurriedly entered in with Noy.

The house in the urban village was small and old, it was dark and damp. There was only one window in the house, a bed, a desk, a folded table for meal and a small kitchen squeezed in the small room. There was not much furniture and few electric appliances, but it was not bad that the room was tidy and well organized.

Caine did not even look at him. He turned to the kitchen, and he started boiling water and took out some noodles, it seemed like he was ready to cook noodles.

Bill saw this, he went up and said: "Let me do, you could sit aside for a rest."

Caine still ignored him, but his arms were stuffed with something soft in the next second. As he looked down, his eyes were just right on the big eyes of the little child. His little face was adorable and looked logy as if he had no idea about what had happened, he even and looked at himself doubtfully.

Caine unconsciously tightened his hands.

"Noy, call him uncle."

Noy still opened his eyes; he looked at Caine curiously and cried softly and cleverly, "Uncle…"

Caine looked at him; he couldn’t be fierce to him. He even wondered if his sweat all over his body smelled fetid and would that smoke the child?

On the other side, Bill skillfully put the noodles and added ingredients. The noodles in that pot seemed to have magic under his hands and became very fragrant. Caine, somewhat bewildered, held the Noy and watched Bill cooking noodles.

Noy also turned his head and stared at his father with his big eyes, he also looked at the delicious noodles.

Bill removed the noodles out of the pot. Turning his head, he saw two pairs of very similar black eyes looking at him at the same time. The older one suddenly avoided his eyesight and the younger one laughed happily when he looked back.

"Daddy, noodles!"

"Yes, eating noodles." Bill had skillfully filled two bowls of noodles. He put them on the folding table and took out two eggs then he quickly fried two brightly colored and fragrant eggs. He put both poached eggs on the big bowl of noodles. "Well, let me hold Noy and enjoy the meal."

Caine kept silent; he began to eat noodles with chopsticks after returning the child to Bill. He took only one bite and thought it was delicious, but he dared not make a look of wolfing in front of Bill, so he had to suppress himself to eat slowly and orderly.

Bill sat opposite him, holding Noy in one hand and taking chopsticks in the other, he picked up the noodles to feed Noy.

Caine glimpsed, he was stunned and then said with displeasure: "I’m so poor now, and you still want to rub my meal to feed your son?"

Bill knew that Caine was definitely not dispute with him about the noodles. He just felt surprised that he did not dislike his things and even feed it to Noy, but it was hard to say it directly, so he argued purposely. He said softly with smile on his handsome face: "He called you an uncle already. You won’t be so stingy, will you?"

Caine snorted and continued having his noodles.

It was really strange that the noodle was the same and the material was, too. Why the noodle made by Bill was totally different from him? Why did he not find that Bill had such ability before?

That was right; he used to make love with Bill every time he met each other. Was there any chance for them to sit face to face and patiently wait him for cooking?

He thought of this, and looked up doubtfully at Bill, who was feeding his son noodles happily. The man in front of him was his former lover, and now he was down, not to mention that he was married. He should have avoided him. Why did he appear in front of him once and once again?

He even caught up here with a child... Could it be that he still have any exploitable value?