Chapter 1 A Family of Three

In the early morning, Yunshui Town wakes up to the crowing of cocks and barking of dogs.

The quaint buildings are scattered around in an orderly manner, and on both sides of the bluestone-paved alleys are houses with white walls and black tiles.

The tough-looking young man opened the window on the second floor, and the sunlight immediately burst in happily, falling on two figures, one big and one small, on the bed.

The man put on his clothes quickly, washed himself and returned to the bed.

On the bed, a tender baby was sticking out his butt, with his white, soft cheeks puffy.

Qin Kun was amused by his son's unruly sleeping posture. He reached out and picked him up in his arms, then leaned over and kissed his lover Su Siwen on the face.

Su Siwen didn't move at all, his breathing was steady, and he was sleeping soundly.

Qin Kun patted Su Youli's soft little butt to wake him up.

Su Youli was placed on a low stool and stood crookedly in front of the sink. He rubbed his eyes with his two little hands like lotus roots and yawned with a mumble.

Seeing that he woke up, Qin Kun skillfully wrung out the towel and wiped his face.

Su Youli, who was forced to turn on the camera, grumbled and reached out to hug him: "Kunkun."

Su Youli was not in a bad mood when he got up, but his father was too strong. The towel rubbed his face so hard that it felt hot, and he was so angry that he kept groaning.

He brushed his teeth obediently and showed Qin Kun his clean white baby teeth.

"Wow, our Youyou's teeth are so beautiful!" Qin Kun was of course generous with his praise, and immediately kissed Su Youli's soft, chubby face.

Su Youli's face was pressed against his father's high nose, and he quickly stretched out his hands to push his father's face away.

Qin Kun deliberately nuzzled his tender face, making Su Youli giggle. The father and son played in the bathroom for a while before Qin Kun carried him out.

The person on the bed was still asleep, with the quilt bulging out in an arc.

Su Youli covered her mouth and laughed secretly, leaning close to Qin Kun's ear and saying, "Kunkun, your little daddy is a lazy pig."

He has gotten up, but his little dad hasn't.

Qin Kun scratched his little nose and hushed, "Let your little daddy sleep a little longer."

Su Youli was sitting on the bed, his pajamas stripped off by Qin Kun. At this moment, he was lying on the pillow with his face supported by his bare buttocks, watching his little father sleep.

Their house is a two-story building with a yard full of flowers and green plants in front of the attic.

A little kid wearing a dark blue vest and lace shorts was sitting on a low stool in the yard.

"Youyou, eat breakfast by yourself. I'll go and call your dad to get up!" Qin Kun put the person and the stool in front of the table and instructed the little guy.

Su Youli held the cup in both hands and was busy drinking milk. Hearing this, he waved to his father, his eyes always on the milk in front of him.

The stool was made for him by his little dad Su Siwen, and the little guy sits very steadily on it!

Su Youli finished half a cup of milk, picked up the chopsticks unskillfully and started eating the potato pancakes.

In fact, the little guy is best at using a spoon, but his fathers are currently teaching him how to use chopsticks.

The potatoes were grated and a little potato starch was added, and there was also diced ham in it. Su Youli was shaking his head while eating, grabbing one in each hand and eating it with such sweetness.

It is a cub that makes its parents worry-free.

In the bedroom on the second floor.

The sunlight slipped into the quiet room. Qin Kun quietly walked to the bed and sat down, looking at his lover's sleeping face.

The man on the bed had a handsome face, fair skin, and dark eyebrows and hair.

"Siwen, get up." Qin Kun lowered his head and woke him up softly.

The sleeping man seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as Su Siwen saw him, she smiled and stretched out her arms to hug him.

Qin Kun put his arm around his waist, smiled and whispered in his ear: "As soon as Youyou woke up, he also reached out for me to hold him. He learned it from you."

The man's voice was deep and pleasant. Su Siwen buried her face in his neck and smiled softly, "Where's the baby?"

Qin Kun put his arm through his elbow, carried him horizontally to the window, and raised his chin for him to look down.

“Yes.”

Su Siwen looked down and saw Su Youli's round head facing him. He had thrown aside a pair of small chopsticks long ago. His two short hands were holding a yellow potato pancake, and his profile was round like a small bun.

Seeing his son eating breakfast by himself, Su Siwen's face instantly broke into a bright smile. He turned his head to look at Qin Kun with a look of reproach in his eyes: "Why did you let the baby eat breakfast by himself? There must be mosquitoes in the yard now."

Qin Kun lowered his head and kissed him: "I put a mosquito repellent patch on him, so he is not afraid."

Su Siwen tilted his head slightly and rubbed his face against the stubble on his chin.

"Put me down and go see the baby."

Qin Kun used more force in his arms and shamelessly moved his face closer: "No, you haven't kissed me since you got up this morning!"

Su Siwen laughed at his childishness, then held Qin Kun's face and kissed him on the mouth without saying anything insincerely.

"Dads, shame on you!"

A childish voice came from below, and the two of them looked down.

Su Youli sat on a low stool, stretched out an index finger, scratched his face, and smiled happily.

"Youyou, play in the yard by yourself after breakfast!" Qin Kun said loudly.

Su Youli nodded and rubbed his hands on the clothes in front of him: "I know!"

The two people upstairs withdrew their gaze.

Qin Kun put Su Siwen into the wheelchair and squatted down in front of him: "How do you feel today?"

Su Siwen's skin was pale, as if he had not seen the sun for many years. Facing his lover's worried expression, he smiled and said, "I feel fine."

After washing up, they went downstairs and sat in the yard to eat breakfast.

Three-year-old children are at the stage of exploring the world.

Su Youli was followed by a pink-nosed terrier, and the puppy and the dog were wandering in the garden.

Qin Kun was full, so he took his car keys and went out to work.

"It's been more than a month, and still no news?" Su Siwen pushed the wheelchair and sent him to the door. After a pause, he decided to ask.

Qin Kun stopped, his eyes stayed on his face for a moment, and then fell on Youyou in the yard.

The little cub sat on the ground, hugging the pink-nosed terrier, smiling widely.

Qin Kun runs a local specialty boutique and also opened an online store. His business has always been good.

"Siwen, if Youyou's relatives really come, would you be willing to let them go?" Qin Kun spoke in a rare serious tone.

Su Siwen bit her lip, her eyes slightly red, and pinched her knees with her fingers.

After a while, he said, "...I'm willing to give it up."

Qin Kun squatted down in front of him, put his hands on his knees, closed his eyes and opened them again: "I know you can't bear to let me go, don't be so stubborn."

Her lips were bitten slightly red, and her throat felt like it was blocked by a ball of cotton. Su Siwen's long eyelashes trembled.

Hearing Su Youli's innocent and childish laughter in his ears, his heart was broken and his eyes were red.

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In the late winter three years ago, Su Siwen and Qin Kun found Su Youli thrown in a trash can on the streets of a village in the north city.

The newborn human cub was red all over, wearing only a one-piece suit, and its cry was as weak as that of a newborn kitten. It looked endangered.

Su Siwen and Qin Kun were only twenty-four or twenty-five years old at the time, and they were so frightened that they didn't know what to do.

The two men took the child out of the trash can. Qin Kun took off his clothes and wrapped the child, then hurriedly took the child to the police station.

It was a police station in the city center. The police officer on duty was not responsible. He just glanced at the kid in his coat and told them to send the child to the hospital first.

The child was severely frozen and was put into an incubator as soon as he entered the hospital.

Qin Kun and Su Siwen were not in a good financial situation at the time, and they had to go to work the next day, so they waited at the ward door for a few hours and were about to leave.

The police told them that if no one found the child, he would be sent to a local welfare home.

The child's place to go was decided, and his life and death were in the hands of God, so Qin Kun took Su Siwen out of the hospital.

The wind in the cold winter was like a sharp blade. People in the hospital were in a hurry and passed by Su Siwen with a dull look in his eyes.

Su Siwen was hit hard on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry, my son had a high fever in the middle of the night..." The man apologized while holding the child and shouting for a doctor.

Qin Kun put his arm around Su Siwen's shoulders and shook his head at the man, but his eyes were on the man's slippers and his sweat-soaked clothes.

The child with rosy cheeks was held in his arms as if he were a treasure.

Qin Kun pursed his lips and said nothing. Suddenly he thought of the child still in the incubator and sighed that fate is different.

How could such a young child survive in a stinking trash can?

When walking out of the hospital, Su Siwen suddenly turned his head to look at the unfathomable hospital corridor. The faint cry of the baby in danger seemed to still echo in his ears.

After a while, he grabbed Qin Kun's sleeve, his voice choked with sobs: "Kunkun, that kid, he just held my hand."

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There will be a love story when the cub grows up [two male protagonists are marked], please read with caution if you mind! ! !