Fu Luochi sat on the sofa downstairs, with his head lowered, looking quietly at his bandaged palms, his eyelids drooping, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
He did not regret having injured his hand in the afternoon. He was indeed not that obedient or that pure.
He will also fight and compete.
Fu Luochi also has an animal-like instinct to alert and will subconsciously eliminate all potential threats.
The sound of footsteps coming from the stairs came closer and closer.
The sunlight from outside the window poured in, making the living room warm.
Shen went downstairs with loud footsteps, and his face did not show any displeasure from being scolded by his mother.
He walked to the sofa, his attitude seemed particularly sincere, as if he had no grudges in his heart, "I'm sorry, I kicked you just now."
These few words sounded a bit frivolous.
It was as if she was teasing him on purpose.
After Shen finished speaking, he looked at his gauze-wrapped hands and pretended to pick them up.
Fu Luochi pulled his hand back unhappily, as if he didn't want to be touched by him.
Shen Zai uttered a sound that sounded a bit vulgar. He said, "I'm sorry. I didn't know the seriousness of the matter and hurt your hand like this."
The smile that seemed like a smile was also intentional.
He was too lazy to even expose the fact that it was a frame-up.
Shen Zai didn't mind that Fu Luochi ignored him, and continued to say with a smile: "Brother, I'm really sorry, can you forgive me?"
Fu Luochi raised his eyelids and watched him act.
The boy remained expressionless and silent.
When Song Shengsheng came down, it was unclear whether the two of them had reconciled or not.
Both of them were sitting on the sofa. Shen was crossing his legs and humming a tune. He seemed to be in a good mood.
Fu Luochi looked very small next to him, with a stern face and no words. When he heard the tune, he turned his face away as if he was annoyed.
Song Shengsheng walked over and touched Fu Luochi's head first, "Xiao Chi, does your hand still hurt?"
Fu Luochi looked up at his mother and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt that much anymore."
He then said, "My brother has apologized to me. Mom, please don't scold him."
Shen Zai, who was standing by, narrowed his eyes in displeasure when he heard this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, but he said nothing.
Fu Luochi continued, "Mom, my brother won't be like this anymore."
Song Shengsheng breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little sorry for Xiaochi, because he was too obedient and was likely to suffer losses.
She bent down and kissed his face, "Well, has Xiaochiyuan forgiven her brother?"
Fu Luochi buried his face in his mother's neck, hugging her and not wanting to let go, as if he was deliberately showing his unique status in front of another person. Only he could hug his mother like this, be so close to her, and act so coquettishly.
"I don't blame my brother, it's me who was naughty, Mom."
Fu Luochi's few words quietly created an image that he was very aggrieved.
Song Shengsheng felt even more guilty all of a sudden.
Shen Zai, who had been watching coldly, just wanted to sneer. He interrupted at the right time, "It's my fault. I shouldn't be so petty."
Song Shengsheng listened to the two of them arguing and didn't know whether she should be happy or not.
For a moment, both children were so sensible.
She's still a little uncomfortable.
"You...you two, just stop fighting from now on."
Song Shengsheng held it in for a long time before finally saying this.
Fu Luochi pursed his lips and said nothing, not wanting to lie to his mother anymore.
Shen Zai shamelessly agreed, "Okay, Mom."
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