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"Hi, baby, you need to wake up quickly. We're going to be late." Nico hurriedly came out of the bedroom, still wearing silk pajamas. "Papa, can we skip school today?" Erick asked, half asleep and pouting. Nico gave Erick a kiss on the cheek, allowing his little face to rest against his neck, but his hands quickly helped him change clothes. Erick still had sleepy eyes and held onto Nico's neck tightly, showing no intention of waking up. "Hey, baby, wake up quickly, or Lewis will get mad again." "But papa, shouldn't Mommy be sleeping?" Nico thought, realizing he couldn't fool him. He had to change his approach, softly whispering as he held his son, "Mommy needs rest, so you should be a good little boy." "Okay," Erick pouted, feeling a bit upset. Nico gave him another kiss on his little cheek and carried him to the dining table, urging him to finish breakfast quickly so they could take the boat to the town for school. Afterward, Nico could lie in bed, cuddling with Lewis and maybe even feel the baby in Lewis's belly, perhaps a little girl. He had already chosen a name, Ann, but he hadn't discussed it with Lewis yet.
On the yacht, Erick was excited because his grandparents would pick him up after school to go to Monaco for a few days. He would finally get to meet the new family member, a beagle named Bobby, and his grandfather would take him skiing in Switzerland. He was glad that he didn't have to stay here and didn't want to go to school anymore. "I hope you behave well at school during this time, remember not to bring home a B- report card." Nico carried Erick ashore, with Erick carrying his little backpack, looking obediently at Nico, thinking it would probably be another B-, but he still went along with Nico's instructions. "Bye, papa." "Goodbye, my son." Nico piloted the yacht happily, thinking about how to spend these sweet and relaxing days with Lewis. Erick probably wouldn't want to come back home. Nico knew exactly what his son was thinking. The report card probably wouldn't be great, as Lewis spoiled him too much. Every time Nico had an opinion, Lewis would give him a dissatisfied look. Oh well, he was a brilliant student from a prestigious university, how could he have a son who struggled to speak even basic German?
Nico docked the yacht and returned to their seaside villa. He entered their bedroom slowly, changed into his pajamas, and lay down next to Lewis. He gently touched Lewis's protruding belly, feeling how blissful everything was. Despite losing a precious baby due to their competition and races, they didn't even know she was coming. He still remembered Lewis bleeding in front of him, and in the hospital room, they could only embrace each other, with Lewis continuously shedding tears while Nico's face was also wet with tears.
"Nico, are you awake?" "Yes, puppy, good morning. I love you." "Of course, I love you too." Lewis kissed Nico's lips, and the morning sunlight made Nico's hair shine, as if he saw the golden boy from his youth walking towards him, extending his hand. "Hello, I'm Nico Rosberg."