However, Fu Shiyi was not about to give up, and pulled the blanket off again to drag Fu Shiqin out of bed.
"If I can't remember, Dongdong won't forgive me."
"What does that have to do with me?" Fu Shiqin was so annoyed that he had no mood to help him.
"Fu Xiaoer, aren't we brothers? You can't just stand by and watch him die." Fu Shiyi took the blanket away, refusing to let the other person sleep.
Fu Shiqin simply threw off the blanket and turned over, his back to him.
"We're not brothers, get out."
He brought this upon himself, so why should he ask for his help now? It wasn't him who asked him to go in the first place.
"Fu Xiaoer, if you dare not help me, I'll find ten or eight men who are better looking than you to pursue Ling Jiao. I'll make you sick to your stomach!" Fu Shiyi threatened viciously.
Fu Shiqin gritted his teeth, sat up, and glared angrily at his younger brother who was sitting on the edge of the bed torturing him.
"What were you about to ask?"
"After I lost the bet and ended up with Dongdong, what did Dongdong do for me?"
Fu Shiqin recalled with a serious expression, "It seems... she knitted you a scarf, burgundy, which you didn't wear and threw away."
"A scarf?" Fu Shipian frowned and thought for a moment. "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes, if you don't believe me, go ask Zhou Huai'an. We all knew about it back then," Fu Shiqin said confidently.
In my mind, I can't help but imagine Fu Shiyi knitting a scarf in a effeminate way.
"Besides this... is there anything else?" Fu Shiyi asked with a serious expression.
What is scarf knitting? How is it done?
“Hmm… I think I also made you some handmade chocolates,” Fu Shiqin said.
"Is that so?" Fu Shiyi could hardly believe his ears.
"Yes, I even embroidered cross-stitch for you," Fu Shiqin said.
"Cross-stitch? What's that?" Fu Shiyi found it increasingly bizarre.
Fu Shiqin's smile grew increasingly wicked. "It's like embroidery, isn't it? Are you sure you want to do all of these things?"
If Fu Shiyi were to knit scarves, embroider cross-stitch, or make handmade chocolates, he could laugh at him for thirty years.
"Is that all?" Fu Shiyi asked.
"That's all I remember. You can ask Zhou Huai'an and the others to see what else they remember," Fu Shiqin said seriously.
However, based on his understanding of Zhou Huai'an and his group, they would most likely team up to trick Fu Shiyi without hesitation.
After all, Fu Shiyi had been too arrogant in front of them all these years.
"Fu Xiao'er, swear that everything you said is true. If you're trying to frame me, you and Ling Jiao will never be able to get married." Fu Shiyi said, pointing at the other person with a hint of doubt.
Fu Shiqin thought for a moment, then raised his hand and said.
“I swear, everything I said is true.”
Fu Shiyi returned to his room with a heavy expression and began searching on his phone for how to knit a scarf, how to do cross-stitch, and how to make chocolate.
After searching for cross-stitch, I was completely dumbfounded. What idiot invented all this stuff?
He didn't quite believe what Fu Shiqin said, that Ding Dongdong would do these things for him.
So, the next day, he went to see Zhou Huai'an and the others, who assured him that what Fu Shiqin said was true.
He also told her that, in addition to what Fu Shiqin had mentioned, Ding Dongdong had folded a thousand cranes for him and had even devoutly climbed the Moon God's Statue on West Mountain to pray for blessings.
They all spoke with great detail and conviction, yet... he actually remembered very few of them.
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