A Five-Year-Old Dad and His Twenty-Five-Year-Old Son

Twenty-five-year-old Lin Xiangbei is one piece of paper away from cutting ties with his stingy, stubborn old man.

Then one day, a phone call comes in: “Your father has been hospitalized after a car accident.”

He rushes to the hospital and pushes open the ward door.

A five-year-old boy is lying in the bed, tugging at his pant leg and asking, “Mister, where’s my dad?”

The DNA test results: this child is his own father.

Lin Xiangbei laughs.

Has heaven finally taken pity on him and given him another chance to be a “dad”?

He sends the old man to the senior kindergarten class, makes him do homework, uses allowance tests to curb his spending, and gets him to quit smoking by switching to lollipops.

“You used to be the one in charge of me. Now I’m in charge of you. Fair, right?”

He thinks he can finally turn the tables, but this five-year-old little bean still looks out for him, even in his sleep:

“Xiangbei... don’t be scared... Dad’s here...”

He may have lost his memories, but his body still remembers how to protect him.

More surprisingly, Lin Xiangbei finds a yellowed note in an iron box in the old house. In crooked handwriting, it reads:

“Dad doesn’t know how to be a father. But Dad loves you.”

Clutching the note, Lin Xiangbei crouches in front of his five-and-a-half-year-old “dad” and suddenly can’t say a word.

This isn’t transmigration. It’s the story of a son who finally understands his father after twenty-five years.

He laughs, then cries. It turns out his father never forgot how to love him.