Fu Heng helped Qingqing pack her luggage for the trip.
The young man stood by and watched Fu Heng start to work. He didn't even ask to help, but made random requests.
"Qingqing wants to take Xiongxiong with her."
She held a stuffed bear that was bigger than herself and dragged it to Fu Heng with great effort.
"No, your small suitcase can't fit it." Fu Heng refused sternly.
For this trip, he bought a small pink suitcase for Qingqing. It was 20 inches and convenient to carry directly on the plane. It could only hold a limited amount of things.
But they didn't need to bring too much. If they needed anything, they could just buy it on the spot.
Just in case, they still had to bring some necessary clothes and daily necessities, including convenient medicines that might be used.
Fu Heng also brought two cans of milk powder for Qingqing as requested by the nanny, and packed them in his big suitcase, worried that the little one would not be used to the food there when he went out.
At least bringing milk powder can hold on for a while, at least all the hot water in the world tastes the same.
Being rejected, Qingqing pouted and put the teddy bear back, but soon a bunch of snacks came over.
"Qingqing wants to bring these! Uncle pack them in for me." The area of a single snack is indeed not large, but so many together still take up a lot of space, and...
"Where did you get the snacks?"
Fu Heng lowered his voice dangerously.
The ignorant Qingqing immediately betrayed someone: "Uncle Bai bought it for me."
It turned out that after Bai Qiyu went home last time, he heard his nephew say that Qingqing was punished and could not eat snacks. After feeling very pitiful, he sent a bunch of snacks to Qingqing the next day without Fu Heng's knowledge.
Qingqing was very smart. She knew that she had secretly hidden the snacks in Fu Sixen's room, and she could eat them secretly when she wanted to. Anyway,
Xiao Shen had not been home for a few days, and his room was not locked all year round, which was convenient for Qingqing to commit the crime.
Unfortunately, this perfect plan to steal snacks was exposed when Qingqing was lax for a while.
Then the little guy once again watched in despair as his food reserves fell into the pocket of the fat boy next door, and he was so angry that he cried.
She was really crying, and you couldn't comfort her at all.
As soon as Fu Sijian brought Yu Yu into the house, he heard Qingqing's miserable cry.
He hurriedly took a few steps inside and saw Qingqing sitting alone on the sofa, crying with snot and tears, so pitiful.
"What happened? Who bullied our little Qingqing?"
Qingqing was picked up and shaken. The little girl seemed to have found a backer, and she nestled on Fu Sijian and cried
even more sadly.
Even Yu Yu wanted to help comfort her but couldn't find a place to start.
It was not until the nanny came over and whispered the matter that Fu Sijian realized that Qingqing had brought this upon herself.
You said you cheated, so you cheated, but you exposed yourself so carelessly. If I didn't confiscate your snacks, whose snacks would I confiscate?
But she cried so hard that Fu Sijian couldn't say anything to her. He could only coax her by saying that he would secretly buy her a cake when they got to the airport.
"Really...really?"
When she heard about the cake, Qingqing stopped crying immediately, raised her head and looked at Fu Sijian, but she couldn't stop sobbing softly.
"Really, I'll ask Sister Yuyu to buy it later, and then tell her that she wants to eat it, and then give it all to Qingqing, okay?"
After giving Yuyu a look, Yuyu immediately agreed: "Sister will take Qingqing to choose the cake later, Qingqing, be good and stop crying, okay?"
"Okay." With the cake hanging in front of her, Qingqing finally calmed down.
She nestled in Fu Sijin's arms, her little hands around his shoulders. When she saw Fu Heng coming down, she turned her head away angrily and didn't look at him: "Hmph."
Fu Sijin: "..."
Yu Yu: "..."
This little guy has a big temper.
Fu Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, and without paying any attention to Qingqing, he took out two boxes of motion sickness stickers from the drawer of the cabinet. It was
Qingqing's first time on a plane, and she didn't know if she would get airsick. The child was too young to give her motion sickness medicine, so it was better to bring the motion sickness stickers to be safer. After
stealing a few glances at Fu Heng but seeing no one paying attention to her, Qingqing began to lose interest again.
She struggled to get down from Fu Sijin's arms, and followed Fu Heng with her short legs, like a little tail, but she didn't say anything to him, just followed him silently.
Fu Heng also wanted to tease her, so he didn't chase her away and let her follow him.
The atmosphere between the two was warm and tacit, only Qingqing still believed that they were still being awkward, so they couldn't take the initiative to talk to each other, and whoever spoke first would lose.
I don't know where this cute and childish idea came from.
"Qingqing and uncle have a great relationship."
Yu Yu whispered to Fu Sijin, and suddenly she wanted to give birth to a cute daughter.
She was wearing a diamond ring given by Fu Sijin, and he was also wearing one. Although they were of different styles, they were strangely a couple.
The relationship between the two had been broken since they proposed to each other last time. Now they were not only reconciled, but also closer than before.
After talking about some things, they trusted each other more.
At least now
If someone dared to ridicule Yu Yu in front of her again, saying that she was just a stand-in, she would dare to fight back on the spot, with super invincibility and righteousness.
"Ever since Qingqing became... fostered by my uncle in our house, my dad has been taking care of her most of the time. My brother and I have also helped, but Qingqing is obviously closer to my dad."
Fu Sijin almost let the cat out of the bag. He did confess the secret of his illness to Yu Yu, but he couldn't tell her the secret about Qingqing.
It's not that he doesn't believe Yu Yu, but there are some complicated things involved, and an unknown enemy is involved. He is afraid that it will bring danger to Yu Yu.
The flight is at three in the afternoon, and it's only ten in the morning.
It takes an hour to drive from Fu's house to the airport. International flights usually need to arrive at the airport two hours in advance, which means that Qingqing and the others should set off.
"Where's Si Shen?"
Glancing at his watch, Fu Heng frowned slightly.
The youngest son has been nowhere to go these past few days, and now he is even late for the departure time that was notified. I don't know what the brat is doing?
As soon as Fu Heng asked, Fu Sishen's sports car rushed into the gate at high speed, and stopped in front of the Fu family's gate with a graceful and elegant manner.
"Hey, did you miss me?"
Fu Sishen, who was dressed in a pink floral shirt and sunglasses and dressed very coquettishly, waved and greeted his family.
Qingqing blinked, and suddenly pointed at Fu Sishen and shouted, "Xiao Shen has turned into a butterfly!"
"Puchi." An Ran, who got out of the car right after Fu Sishen, couldn't help laughing. As soon as
she spoke, everyone immediately noticed her.
Fu Sijian and Yu Yu were a little surprised, but seeing how she was with Fu Sishen, they could guess that this person might be his girlfriend.
Fu Heng was also surprised, not because of An Ran's appearance, but because of the relationship between An Ran and Fu Sishen.
"An Ran."
Fu Sijian was surprised to hear Fu Heng take the initiative to greet the strange girl who was suspected to be his brother's girlfriend.
His father knew this girl?
"Hello, Uncle Fu." An Ran greeted Fu Heng generously and introduced herself by the way: "Hello, my name is An Ran, I am Aunt Qing's adopted daughter, and also Fu Sishen's ex-girlfriend."
"Hey!" Fu Sishen shouted dissatisfiedly: "Didn't we agree to get back together?"
"You said so, I didn't agree." An Ran poured a basin of cold water on Fu Sishen expressionlessly. If
this careless guy is not taught a lesson, he will never learn to take good care of his personal belongings.
The two of them
were separated for half a year because of this little calculation. Not to mention Fu Sishen, An Ran couldn't help but secretly curse herself for being stupid when she learned the truth. If
she had been more careful at the beginning, she would have gone directly to Fu Sishen to confront him face to face, and they wouldn't have gotten into such a mess now.
But in fact, it's not An Ran's fault.
She was deeply trapped in the huge pit of the An family at that time, and she only wanted to get out. She was exhausted and had no time to care about anything else.
An Ran came here with Fu Sishen today. In addition to his strong invitation, she also wanted to meet her adoptive mother.
Aunt Qing hasn't contacted her for a long time since they last parted, let alone come to see her. This is very abnormal.
And this disconnection has lasted for half a year.
In the past, even if she was busy, Aunt Qing would call her at least twice a week to ask about her life, studies, etc. But now, there is nothing, which makes An Ran suspicious.
But no matter how much she pressed Fu Sishen, this guy kept his mouth shut and insisted that his mother was fine and asked her not to worry.
In fact, this made her even more worried.
So even though she knew that today was a family trip for the Fu family, she still wanted to come.
Since it was a family trip, Aunt Qing must be there, right?
Unfortunately, An Ran was disappointed.
Looking around the whole place, Uncle Fu, the eldest brother of the Fu family and his girlfriend, and Fu Sishen were all there, but Gu Qing was the only one missing...
"Ranran!"
A childish scream of excitement rang out, and then An Ran felt her legs tighten, and she was stuck to them by a warm little ball.
She lowered her head and stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar little face. She almost blurted out "Auntie Qing".
Fortunately, her remaining rationality told her that Auntie Qing was a mature woman in her forties, not the four-year-old kid at her feet.
Maybe not even four years old?
She was never very sensitive about people's age.
"You..."
An Ran noticed that her fingertips were trembling. She wanted to touch the child in front of her, but she felt inexplicably timid in her heart.
"Ran Ran."
Qing Qing didn't have the complicated thoughts of an adult. She happily stretched out her little hand, pulled An Ran's soft hand to her own chubby little face, and rubbed it intimately.
Yu Yu looked at this scene and nudged Fu Sijian curiously: "Qingqing actually knows your brother's girlfriend."
Although she introduced herself as an ex-girlfriend, they were clearly a couple in love. They were all experienced people and could see through it at a glance.
"No..." Fu Sijian's eyes were complicated.
He was sure that Qingqing had never seen this girl named An Ran before today.
In fact, not only Fu Sijian, but also Fu Heng's eyes became much darker at a certain moment.
But he was older and more stable, so he didn't express anything. He just waved at Qingqing with a gentle expression: "Qingqing, come and get your luggage."
This was the first sentence to break the ice between the two today. Qingqing subconsciously responded obediently: "Okay."
She let go of Anran's legs, turned around and ran quickly to Fu Heng, dragging the pink suitcase at his feet.
During this time, Anran's eyes kept chasing Qingqing, with a probing look in her eyes, especially after hearing that the little girl was also called "Qingqing", her heart was shocked.
A sense of wonder rose from her mind.
Seeing that the answer was about to appear, Fu Sishen suddenly held her hand: "Anran."
"Hmm?" Anran turned her head subconsciously, and her face turned red when she was touched by the warm touch on her lips.
"You're crazy!" She blushed and hit Fu Sishen, "There are people watching here!"
Especially with the elders present, is this guy shameless?
"Why do you always look at others? Look at me more, I'm so beautiful."
Fu Sishen deliberately acted funny and diverted An Ran's attention.
Fu Sishen and his friends were late, and they were delayed for a short while. Seeing that time was getting tighter, Fu Heng immediately announced their departure. Even
An Ran followed them.
One more person is just a matter of adding one more first-class ticket, which is nothing.
At the airport, after passing the security check, Yu Yu took Qingqing to buy a cake as promised.
Seeing this, An Ran took the initiative to get up and accompany them.
"It just so happens that I also need to buy a bottle of water, let's go together."
She was smiling and had a kind attitude, so Yu Yu couldn't refuse and could only let her go with him.
Generally, you are not allowed to bring more than 100 ml of water on board a plane, but if you buy water in the airport after passing security check, you are allowed to bring it on board.
Their transnational flight was a direct flight and the whole journey took nine hours. Although the flight attendants would provide drinks on time, it was always better to be prepared.
The two girls took Qingqing to the bakery to buy cakes. There were many varieties of cakes in this shop, and each one was exquisitely made, making it difficult to choose.
"Which one do you want, Qingqing?" Yu Yu squatted down, looked Qingqing in the eye, and asked softly.
"I don't know." Qingqing was so confused that she couldn't help but frown.
Both of them had difficulty making choices, and in the end it was An Ran who helped
them. They decided: "Let's have this mango mousse, Qingqing likes sweet things."
And she has low blood sugar, eating more sugar is good for the body.
An Ran silently added in her heart.
Sure enough, the sweet mango mousse captured Qingqing's heart at once. The little guy ate so much that his head swayed and his little feet shook happily.
The cake was very small, not even the size of Qingqing's palm. Even if Fu Heng saw it, he didn't say anything, which was considered tacit consent.
When Qingqing finished eating the cake, it was almost time for them to board the plane.
There were only a few seats in the first class cabin, and they took up most of them.
Qingqing was arranged to sit next to Fu Heng, Fu Sijian and the others sat behind them, while Fu Sixhen and An Ran were sitting diagonally opposite, just diagonally to Qingqing. An Ran could see Qingqing by slightly turning her head.
She looked at Qingqing from time to time, and even if the movement was small, Fu Sixhen still noticed it.
Fu Sixhen moved a little uneasily, intending to divert An Ran's attention again, but some things can only happen once and not twice. If it happens again, there is no guarantee that An Ran, who was originally just suspicious, will directly rise to certainty, so he dare not act rashly.
This journey is destined to be tormenting. The moment he got off the plane, Fu Sixhen had an illusion that he had survived a disaster.
They were picked up by people arranged by Fu Heng and taken to the booked hotel.
Without even packing the luggage, Fu Heng handed Qingqing over to his youngest son, and hurried out with his eldest son. Yu Yu also accompanied Fu Sishen.
"Where are they going?"
Fu Sishen looked at their receding backs in confusion. He was so naive
that he really thought that the family came out just to have fun.
An Ran shook her head, not wanting to pay attention to this big fool, and simply took Qingqing to wash up and go to bed.
No one could rest well on the plane. Now everyone was exhausted and just wanted to take a hot bath, then fall on the bed and sleep soundly.
Maybe the hot bath was too comfortable. Qingqing was swaying from side to side under An Ran's rocking, and her little head was shaking, which made An Ran laugh.
There was no one else in the bathroom. She stared at Qingqing, who was covered in bubbles, and suddenly whispered tentatively, "Aunt Qing?"
"..." Qingqing didn't respond, and An Ran couldn't hide her disappointment.
She quickly gave Qingqing a bath, and then carried her out to sleep.
Fu Heng booked three suites for them, which were similar to apartments, except that he and Qingqing lived in a one-bedroom and one-living room, while they all had two-bedroom and one-living room.
Even if they were boyfriends and girlfriends, some of them didn't sleep together.
An Ran thanked Uncle Fu for his thoughtfulness. To be honest, if she and Fu Sishen were allowed to sleep in the same bed right now, she might be more willing to go out and ask the front desk to book another room.
An Ran slept with Qingqing, and her nose was filled with the milky scent of her body, mixed with a familiar floral and fruity scent.
It was the shower gel that Auntie Qing often used.
Years of use had allowed the fragrance of the shower gel to penetrate into Qingqing's body.
Even though Anran had just used the shower gel provided by the hotel, she was unable to suppress the fragrance.
The suspicion that had been suppressed surged up again, but she did not dare to jump to conclusions and had to continue to suppress it in her heart.
Anran fell asleep quickly, so she ignored Qingqing's silly words in her sleep: "Of course...my precious daughter..."
Fu Heng took Fu Sijin to see a psychiatrist.
The result was neither good nor bad.
The doctor refused to see the distance treatment process, but he also communicated with Fu Heng about Fu Sijin's condition.
"The patient is suffering from psychological trauma caused by stress response after experiencing long-term severe violence. His psychological trauma comes from childhood experiences and may also be related to the attitude of his relatives. However, he seems to be trying to forgive recently and is also actively cooperating with the treatment. Obviously, love has given him strength. He has a future of being cured, but it takes time. During this period, the patient is not suitable for any big stimulation."
These are the doctor's original words, but they are also the reason why Fu Heng's face turned so ugly.
It's not because the doctor said that the treatment of his eldest son would take a long time, he had already prepared for this, but it is about the cause of his son's illness.
——'Long-term severe violence'!
Fu Heng suddenly felt powerless. He raised his hands to cover his face. His usually straight back suddenly collapsed, and he looked like he had aged several years in an instant.
It turned out that... his son's accusation was right. He was just a useless "traveler" in this family.
He did not fulfill his responsibility as a father to protect his son, and he did not fulfill his responsibility as a husband to love his wife.
Now... has retribution finally come?
On the opposite side, Yu Yu silently held Fu Sijin's cold hand.
The psychiatrist's treatment would inevitably reopen Fu Sijin's wounds that had been hidden for many years and had long been rotten and decayed. This was no less than another injury to him.
In fact, he had already had an attack during the treatment, but in order not to worry his loved ones, he specifically asked the doctor not to mention it. In fact,
even if the doctor didn't say it, Fu Heng and Yu Yu had expected it. It was just that the two of them pretended to be stupid
to take care of Fu Sizhen's feelings. Back to the hotel, Fu Heng, who should have gone back to the room to rest, dragged his extremely tired body to the door of his youngest son's room and rang the doorbell. After waiting for a long time, Fu Sizhen came out with a messy hair and sleepy eyes and opened the door. "Dad? You are back."
Fu Sishen was a little surprised to see that the person outside the door was actually his father.
"Where's Qingqing?" Fu Heng asked directly. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was surprised that his voice was so hoarse that it was almost silent.
Fortunately, Fu Sishen was too sleepy, and his confused mind did not notice this abnormality. When he heard his father asking about Qingqing, he even pouted his mouth towards the house: "Qingqing is inside, Anran is sleeping with her, do you want me to call her out?"
It's easy to call someone, but the little guy and Anran both have a serious temper when they wake up, and Fu Sishen is worried that he will never come back.
"No, don't disturb her, let her have a good rest."
Fu Heng didn't linger, just looked at his little son deeply: "Sishen?"
"Huh?" Fu Sishen replied strangely.
"Do you think... I'm a good father?" He didn't know why he asked this question.
"Not bad." Fu Sishen said, "Dad, except that you are usually too serious, too cold to my mother, and sometimes look a little scary, you are actually okay."
So what other advantages does he have?
Fu Heng laughed at himself and turned away.
He is not usually such an emotional person, but his eldest son's illness hit him too hard, so he was a little upset for a while.
Watching his father's slightly decrepit back gradually leaving, Fu Sishen suddenly felt that he should say something.
He thought so and did so.
"Dad!" A loud shout made Fu Heng stop in his tracks.
"No matter what you are like, you will always be my father, and I will always be your son. You have shortcomings, and so do I. I am not as good as my elder brother. I always have some inexplicable dreams that I have to insist on even if it goes against your and mom's wishes. I am disobedient and always make you angry, but you and mom have never said that you don't want me as your son, right?"
At the end, he didn't know what he was saying.
But inexplicably, his nose was sour, inexplicably his eyes were wet, and inexplicably... tears were flowing.
It must be because the wind was too strong and blinded him.
Didn't you think about where the wind came from in the hotel corridor?
Slowly, Fu Heng turned his head and nodded to his youngest son with a smile.
Even though they were so far apart, Fu Sishen still saw the tears in his father's eyes.
He was a little stunned.
Was his father...crying?
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