"Okay," Xiaobao responded, then looked at Li Mingyang, "Brother Yangyang, I'll drink the remaining half."
"No no, Xiaobao, you drink mine."
Li Mingyang picked up his unopened can and handed it to Lu Yuxuan, "Please help me open it."
This time it was Lu Yuxuan's turn to open the can with an expressionless face.
After Xiaobao finished drinking and lay down, Li Mingyang helped him turn off the lights and went to the living room with Lu Yuxuan to watch cartoons.
The sofa in their house was soft enough, so Lu Zixiao put two sections of the sofa together and covered them with bedding, making it more spacious and comfortable.
The two watched TV in silence. Li Mingyang didn't say much the whole time. Only Lu Yuxuan would laugh out loud from time to time and occasionally sneak some snacks.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Mingyang suddenly felt that the person next to him seemed to be quiet. He turned his head and saw that he was already fast asleep on the sofa bed.
He opened his cell phone to check the time, then stood up on tiptoe, picked up the blanket that had fallen on the ground and covered Lu Yuxuan with it. He walked to the front and turned off the TV, then gently pushed open the door of Xiaobao's room and walked in carefully.
The little guy seemed to be sleeping soundly, and his even breathing could be clearly heard in the darkness.
Li Mingyang tiptoed to the bed and touched the place that had been wet, and found that it had dried.
He had just sat down on the edge of the bed and kicked off his slippers when he heard the little guy next to him seem to move a few times and murmur "brother".
Then he slowly lay down. After two years, he was lying next to this little guy again. He was so excited and happy.
In the moonlight shining through the window, he could vaguely see Xiaobao's pink cheeks and slightly open lips. When he got closer, he could even smell the sweet fragrance of his milk.
Inexplicably intoxicating.
"Hmm...Brother~"
Xiaobao murmured very quietly, skillfully stretched out his little hand to grab the collar of the person in front of him, arched his little head and burrowed into Li Mingyang's arms, found a comfortable position and continued to sleep.
He was sleeping so soundly that he never opened his eyes and did not see Li Mingyang's red face in the dark.
"Xiaobao..." Li Mingyang raised one hand, at a loss, "You came here by yourself, then... then I will hold you in my arms while I sleep."
After he finished mumbling in an inaudible voice, he raised his hand and tremblingly hugged the soft little body.
My enthusiasm suddenly felt real.
Xiaobao, Lu Yuchen, is back.
Really back.
It's good to be back...
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