With one more person at home, Shen Yunxing had someone to talk to after Mr. Fu went to work, and he was finally not as bored as before.

Aunt Sun's cooking skills were amazing, but he still thought that Mr. Fu's cooking was the best. Even if he only cooked a bowl of white porridge, it tasted sweet.

Thinking about it, he looked up at the clock.

It was almost seven o'clock, why didn't Mr. Fu come back

yet? "My dear, why are you daydreaming while eating?" Aunt Sun looked at him with amusement and helplessness, "Do you miss Tingzhou?"

The latter blushed a little: "No."

Aunt Sun saw this and knew that her dear was shy.

"Tingzhou may be back late today. It seems that he has a very important meeting to attend."

Shen Yunxing said "Oh" and felt a little depressed.

Mr. Fu had been home before six o'clock these past few days. After the two of them had dinner, Mr. Fu would take him for a walk in the neighborhood, and then they would come back and watch TV on the sofa, and say goodnight to each other at ten o'clock. He

hadn't seen Mr. Fu so late today, and he felt a little uncomfortable. As time went by, this discomfort gradually turned into panic.

Aunt Sun saw that he looked ugly and panicked: "My dear, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so pale!"

Shen Yunxing didn't want Aunt Sun to worry about him, so he smiled at her and comforted her: "Aunt Sun, I'm fine." But his right hand secretly pressed his stuffy chest.

His stomach didn't feel uncomfortable, which meant that the baby was fine, but why did he still feel uneasy and panicked.

"Mr. Fu..." He murmured softly with white lips.

Aunt Sun looked at his uncomfortable look and felt so distressed: "My dear, bear with it for a while, I'll call Tingzhou!"

Before the call was made, there was a sound of a door opening at the entrance.

Shen Yunxing looked up and saw the man standing at the entrance. The feeling of panic and uneasiness magically disappeared.

"Mr. Fu!" He walked quickly to the man, stretched out his hands and hugged him tightly, and buried his head in his arms, rubbing against him.

Fu Tingzhou stroked the boy's black hair and said with a smile: "How come you become so clingy after not seeing you for one day?"

The little head in his arms moved, and the tips of the two ears exposed outside turned completely red.

The boy's unconscious coquettishness made his heart soften instantly.

"Tingzhou, you are finally back. Just now, while we were eating, your face suddenly turned pale. I was scared." Aunt Sun said, patting her chest.

Fu Tingzhou frowned and pulled the boy to sit on the sofa: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Seeing the latter shaking his head, he stared at the boy for a moment with some concern. After finding that his face was rosy and his big eyes were bright, he felt relieved.

"Are you still hungry? Do you want me to cook you a bowl of noodles?" He asked while touching the boy's belly.

Shen Yunxing looked up at the man: "Mr. Fu, will you cook for me?"

Seeing him nod, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hungry!"

The boy's big, bright eyes were filled with trust and dependence on him. Fu Tingzhou's mouth curled up when he saw it. He patted the boy on the back and said softly, "Wait here obediently. I'll go cook noodles."

"Okay."

The boy responded in a crisp voice, but his two arms were tightly holding his waist, with no intention of letting go.

Pregnant people are not only more emotionally sensitive than usual, but also particularly dependent on the people around them. If they can't see familiar people for a long time, they will feel flustered and uneasy, and in serious cases, it will affect the growth and development of the fetus.

Thinking of Professor Chen's words, Fu Tingzhou's expression changed slightly. He didn't contact the boy much all day today. When he thought about what Aunt Sun had just said, he understood what was going on.

"Go together?" He lowered his eyes and asked the boy.

The head in his arms nodded, and he responded with a joyful voice: "Yeah!"

Fu Tingzhou showed a helpless and doting smile, then took the boy's hand and went to the kitchen together.

Aunt Sun looked at the backs of the two people pressed together, and her heart was extremely satisfied.

Ten minutes later, Shen Yunxing held the bowl of noodles and drank up the noodles and soup. Although it was just a simple bowl of Yangchun noodles, he was very satisfied with the meal, and even felt that it was better than those five-star restaurants outside.

"The noodles are delicious, thank you Mr. Fu." She showed a cute smile with pear swirls to the man.

The latter raised the corners of his lips: "As long as you like it."

After the meal, Shen Yunxing turned back into the little clingy guy just now.

Originally, one of them sat on the left side of the sofa, and the other sat on the right side. Shen Yunxing was watching a movie, and after seeing that there was still enough space for another person to sit between them, he felt a little dissatisfied, so he hugged the pillow, carefully moved his butt towards the man, and used his peripheral vision to secretly observe the man's movements.

If the latter made a slight movement, he would immediately stop and stare at the TV, looking very serious.

"Is the movie good?" Fu Tingzhou asked the boy who was "watching" the movie seriously.

"It's good." Shen Yunxing nodded. Afraid that the man would find out, she picked out two plots she remembered and told them, "The heroine's best friend is a good person. She lent her such a large sum of money for surgery, and she didn't have to pay it back."

Fu Tingzhou: "The mastermind who caused the heroine's car accident was her best friend."

Shen Yunxing was stunned: "Really? Is it true? The hero is sincere to the heroine, this must be correct!"

Fu Tingzhou stared at the boy for a moment, then nodded: "Really." It

's fake, the hero and the heroine's best friend have known each other for a long time, and the two have hooked up a long time ago.

Shen Yunxing had no idea about this, and even felt a little proud that Mr. Fu didn't notice his little move just now.

The boy's smug expression was lively and interesting. Fu Tingzhou admired it for a while, then said, "Don't you like actor Liao? He recently released a new movie. Do you want to watch it together?"

As expected, the latter widened his eyes, looking at him expectantly with a pair of big, moist eyes.

Fu Tingzhou smiled, and enjoyed the boy's soft gaze in his heart, but he couldn't laugh after half an hour.

The boy put his hands on his knees, neither sneaking towards him nor pretending to watch TV seriously, because there was no need to pretend. The movie was two hours long, and the boy never took his eyes off the screen, even the ending song!

Fu Tingzhou watched the movie expressionlessly, and the whole living room was filled with jealousy.

"Great, the plot is not clichéd, and everyone's acting is online. Of course, Mr. Liao's acting is the best, and I won't accept any rebuttals!" Shen Yunxing's face flushed with excitement. He hugged the man's arm and asked excitedly, "Mr. Fu, isn't the movie great? He is worthy of being my idol, his acting is so great!"

The latter smiled: "Yeah, it's great."

"Mr. Fu, what's wrong with you? I feel something is wrong." Shen Yunxing looked at him with a puzzled look.

Fu Tingzhou: "Nothing, just a little tired." He should not have mentioned the man surnamed Liao if he was tired.

"It's eleven o'clock, it's so late." Shen Yunxing looked at the time on his phone, and the excitement in his heart subsided a lot. He lowered his eyes and muttered in annoyance, "I can't go out for a walk with Mr. Fu today."

He waited for Mr. Fu all day, and finally waited for him to come back. As a result, he didn't spend time with Mr. Fu at night, but just watched a movie.

"Mr. Fu, are you going upstairs to rest? I'm still not very sleepy, or let's find another movie to watch?"

Looking at the reluctant eyes of the young man, Fu Tingzhou frowned slightly.

Do you like Liao so much?

"It's getting late, you should go upstairs and sleep quickly." He refused.

"Oh, okay..." Shen Yunxing was stunned, and said good night to the man with some disappointment.

"Good night."

There was a study room between their rooms. Shen Yunxing came out of the bathroom and subconsciously glanced inside the man's room when he passed by.

"Just now he said he was tired and wanted to go to bed, but he turned out to be reading." He pursed his lips a little sadly.

In a bad mood, Shen Yunxing rolled over and over in bed like a pancake for most of the day and finally fell asleep.

A moment later, the door was pushed open.

Fu Tingzhou sat by the bed and covered the boy with a quilt. Looking at the boy's peaceful sleeping face, his heart was unspeakably soft.

The weather forecast said that there would be heavy rain tonight. Before leaving, he checked whether the windows were closed.

"Mr. Fu..."

Just as he was about to leave, he heard the person on the bed call "Mr. Fu" vaguely.

"Yeah, I'm here."

"Baby told me that he missed you..."

Fu Tingzhou's heart shrank.

After a moment, he heard his own hoarse voice: "What about you? Does Baby's father miss me?"

"Baby's father also*&&%..."

He stepped forward: "Also what?"

"Fu Tingzhou, you big liar, you told me you were going to sleep, but you were hiding in the room reading a book alone, liar..."

The boy talked in his sleep and sniffed hard twice, sounding as aggrieved as he could be.

Hearing that the boy was blaming himself in his dream, Fu Tingzhou frowned and said, "Liao Weifan's movies are just so-so."

"Well, Mr. Liao's acting is great..."

"..."

His expression froze, and then he left the room expressionlessly.

…

At one o'clock in the morning, a rainstorm suddenly hit. There were lightning and thunder outside the window, accompanied by a whistling wind, and the thunder slammed against the glass window, which was both terrifying and frightening. On the

big bed in the room, Shen Yunxing hugged his knees and curled himself up, but the thunder was like ringing in his ears, one after another, and his heart started beating wildly.

"Mr. Fu..." He called out wrapped in the quilt, hoping that the man could hear him.

But his voice was too small and soon disappeared in the rumbling thunder.

Shen Yunxing is afraid of thunder. When he was a child, his parents were busy with work and his brother lived in the school dormitory. He was often alone at home. Once, it rained heavily and he forgot to close the window. A bolt of lightning struck in and the lights in the house went out. He was so scared that he cried and had a high fever for three consecutive days.

Since then, he has had a psychological shadow and is particularly afraid of thunder and lightning. Even when he grows up, he is still afraid.

"Mr. Fu..." He called out with a trembling voice, but got no response.

The thunder outside the window gradually became louder, and a bolt of lightning split the night sky, and the dark room suddenly became as bright as day.

Shen Yunxing grabbed the corner of the quilt and his face lost color.

After a moment of distraction, he mustered up the courage to get out of bed holding the pillow to find Mr. Fu.

When he opened the bedroom door and saw the man standing outside, his legs went limp and he threw himself into the man's arms with red eyes.

The boy was shaking violently, and Fu Tingzhou's heart tightened. He blamed himself for being angry with the boy.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay." He patted the boy's back and soothed him gently.

"Mr. Fu, don't go." Shen Yunxing buried his head in the man's neck, holding the corner of the man's clothes with both hands, and his knuckles turned slightly white.

Fu Tingzhou's heart moved, and he gently touched the black hair behind the boy's head: "No, I'm here with you."

Shen Yunxing nodded.

Mr. Fu's words seemed to have magic, and soon his nervous heart calmed down again.

Seeing that the boy's body was not shaking so much, Fu Tingzhou walked towards the bed with him, covered the boy with a quilt, and when he turned around, his clothes were pulled by someone.

"Mr. Fu!" Shen Yunxing's eyes widened suddenly. He thought the man was going to leave, but he just got up and turned on the night light, then opened the quilt and lay down beside him.

"Don't be afraid, go to sleep." Fu Tingzhou took the boy into his arms, and gently patted the boy's waist and back with his warm and strong hands.

Mr. Fu did not leave.

Shen Yunxing stared at Mr. Fu for a moment with his eyes wide open, and then slowly put his mind at ease. He was very sleepy, and soon he fell asleep with his head on the man's arm.

Fu Tingzhou was afraid that the boy would be woken up again, so he stayed all night, and fell asleep tiredly until dawn.

Shen Yunxing had a dream. In the dream, Mr. Fu said that he liked him and wanted to marry him. He was so happy that he stole the household registration booklet from home and happily went to the Civil Affairs Bureau with Mr. Fu to register. He watched the young lady stamp the red booklet with a steel seal. Just as he was about to take it, he heard a childish voice calling him dad.

He was stunned for a moment, looked at his flat belly, and then looked up at the baby held in the arms of two men in black. His eyes suddenly turned red. He turned his head and was about to question the man what was going on, but found that the red book was gone. Mr. Fu's expression became extremely cold. The young lady who stamped him was standing behind Mr. Fu with a smug look on her face.

"Hehe, a man can actually give birth to a child. You are a monster. You still want to marry Mr. Fu. Are you worthy?" The woman said viciously with her lips painted scarlet.

Shen Yunxing looked at Mr. Fu helplessly, and suddenly woke up after seeing the man's disgusted eyes.

"It turned out to be a dream." He stared at Mr. Fu's face close to him. Although he knew it was just a dream, his heart still twitched and hurt. The panic and uneasiness made him unable to help but get closer to the man.

Fu Tingzhou was a light sleeper. When the boy's hair brushed across his nose, he was already awake. He closed his eyes and planned to lie down for a while to wake himself up, but he didn't expect that the boy, who had his back to him, turned over and hugged him tightly.

His whole body froze suddenly, and he remained lying flat for a long time, not daring to move.

"I really can't do anything with you." After calming down, he gently pinched the boy's nose, his tone somewhat helpless.

The latter frowned and turned his head away, breathing steadily and long, obviously still asleep.

Fu Tingzhou's face was covered with the boy's hair. He shook his head and laughed, helped the boy to tidy up his short hair that was messed up by sleep, and held the boy's head and closed his eyes to rest.

Downstairs, Aunt Sun made breakfast and went upstairs to call for help. She found that Fu Tingzhou's room was empty, and her son's bedroom across the street was closed.

Aunt Sun was an experienced person. She understood that the couple had a good relationship and wanted to stay together every day.

"It's better not to come upstairs in the future. If he sees something he shouldn't see, he will be too embarrassed to see anyone." She said with a smile. Another

half an hour later, the two came down from the stairs one after the other. The former was dressed neatly and looked calm, while the latter wore a hoodie loosely on his body, with a suspicious blush on his face.

"My dear, are you wearing the wrong clothes? This model should be Tingzhou's."

The clothes were too long for her dear, and he looked like a child who had secretly worn adult clothes. Aunt Sun couldn't help laughing and covered her mouth with her hands until her face turned red.

Shen Yunxing was stunned. He lowered his head to look at the clothes on his body and found that they were indeed not his. The heat spread from his cheeks to the base of his neck.

"I'll go change now!" With a big red face, he turned around and hurried upstairs.

The heat on Shen Yunxing's face did not completely dissipate until the end of breakfast.

"Aunt Sun, I'm going to school." He greeted Aunt Sun with a pair of red ears.

The latter handed him a schoolbag full of snacks, looked at his belly under the hoodie, and reminded him worriedly: "Be careful at school. If you feel uncomfortable, remember to call home as soon as possible."

The latter nodded and responded obediently: "I know."

"If you continue talking, you will be late." Fu Tingzhou reminded the two with a little helplessness.

"Go ahead, I'll make you something delicious when you come back."

Shen Yunxing squinted and smiled: "Okay."

...

Except for the start of school, holidays, and some special circumstances, Yunxi generally does not allow parents to drive into the campus.

Shen Yunxing thought that it was the same as last time, Mr. Fu would send him to the school gate, and then he would take the school bus in, but he didn't know what method Mr. Fu used, but he actually drove the car all the way to the bottom of the teaching building. Before the car was stable, it attracted many classmates to watch.

"I'm going to class." He stood beside the car and waved to the man, "Goodbye, Mr. Fu."

The latter nodded: "Go ahead."

After watching Mr. Fu leave, Shen Yunxing hugged his snack bag, ignored all the gazes around him, and walked into the teaching building without looking around.

"It's amazing that he could drive into the campus."

"He seems to be a freshman. The only ones who can drive into our school are the school leaders and the rich second-generations whose families have donated money to the school. It seems that the background of this freshman is not simple."

"Can you do whatever you want just because you have money? The student handbook clearly stipulates that parents are not allowed to drive in. What he did violated the school rules!"

"Come on, school rules are for us, they don't apply to those rich second-generations."

...

The voices of conversation gradually faded away, and Shen Yunxing didn't even look at them. He walked towards his classroom calmly.

"Yunxing!" Li Mu caught up with him, patted his shoulder and comforted him, "I heard what they just said, don't take it to heart, those people are just jealous."

"What did they just say?" Shen Yunxing blinked and looked at him blankly.

"You didn't hear it?" Seeing him shaking his head, Li Mu asked again, "Then why are you frowning?"

"I'm thinking about something." Shen Yunxing looked innocent.

There were not many sour plums in the snack bag, and he didn't know if Mr. Fu had refilled it for him.

Seeing that he started to daydream again, Li Mu was completely speechless.

"Let's go, Qian'er and Xiaoyu went to buy breakfast, and they will probably be four or five minutes late."

Shen Yunxing nodded.

The first class was a large class, with three acting classes attending together. The two entered the classroom side by side and chose a seat in the third row from the back.

After sitting down, Shen Yunxing put his bag in the hole of the table, and took out snacks from it while waiting for the teacher to come.

Sour plums, dried meat, dried finger biscuits, and various dried fruits, one bite after another, never stopping, and Li Mu's eyes were wide open.

"You didn't have breakfast either?"

"Yes." Shen Yunxing said with a piece of sour plum in his mouth. Seeing that he had been staring at his snack bag, he thought he wanted to eat it too. He reached into the bag for a long time, and finally took out a piece of sour plum that was so skinny that it was obvious that there was not much meat on it. He asked very "generously", "Do you want to eat it?"

Li Mu: "...Thank you, no thanks."

Shen Yunxing took back his hand, and his slightly wrinkled eyebrows instantly stretched out.

Li Mu: "..."

Can you express the words "I don't want to give" more clearly? !

Seeing that Li Mu was still staring at him, Shen Yunxing looked at him warily, then took out the snack bag and put it in the table hole on his left hand side.

Li Mu: "..."

Facts have proved that Shen Yunxing can.