Chapter 109
The call was connected after I got in the car.
Bo Yiming said "old-fashioned" very loudly, not hearing the grandfather's special reaction, and emphasized it three times.
Wen Cishu faced out the car window and thought to himself: It's a great pity that designers in the automotive industry have not yet invented an in-car catapult.
"I'm about to get off work, are you coming to the company with your little dad?"
When Bo Tingyuan asked this, Wen Cishu turned around and looked at the little boy with a disappointed face.
He nodded.
Bo Yiming said, "Little daddy said no."
"Huh?" Wen Cishu was about to speak, but he quickly hung up the phone and grinned.
How come he remembered that he had "educated" this brat before and told him not to play pranks in front of him? Finally, this trick is used.
"Your big daddy will call me soon!"
Wen Cishu shook his head helplessly, teaching children is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Just as I finished speaking, my cell phone rang.
Bo Yiming came closer, trying not to smile evilly, but was pushed away by Wen Cishu, who held his face.
The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Sir, young master, please sit down. We are turning ahead."
"Oh!" Bo Yiming hurriedly helped the young father to sit up straight, and he also sat obediently against the back of the chair.
Wen Cishu moved towards the car window and answered the vibrating phone. Just as he was about to explain why he didn't say that just now, he heard the person on the other end of the phone speak first.
"Why didn't you tell me in person? Do you think I'm old-fashioned?"
Wen Cishu opened his mouth and there was no way to defend himself!
No, he had to argue. He looked at the kid and said, "Do you believe what little Bo Yiming said?"
It was the first time that Bo Yiming heard his young father calling him by his full name, and his eyes widened.
Wen Cishu added: "I didn't say I wouldn't pick you up. Bo Yiming said that on purpose."
After a pause, he added, "I think the small milk pot at home should be put to good use in addition to heating milk. What do you think?"
Bo Yiming:? . ?
My butt hurts a little.
An image of myself, a 1.5-meter-tall man, appearing in my mind, being pressed on the sofa and spanked by my grandfather.
Bo Yiming grabbed the little daddy's sleeve, blinked his eyes and acted pitiful: "Little daddy~~~"
On the phone.
Bo Tingyuan asked: "Then why don't you come over now?"
Wen Cishu snorted and turned the tables: "Since you just doubted my character, I won't go now. Please go home on your own."
Bo Yiming pouted: Oh no, the two dads are angry.
"Little Daddy, let's go~~~Big Daddy will definitely jump for joy."
"Pfft..." Wen Cishu imagined the scene in his mind and found it to be quite outrageous.
Bo Yiming continued to beg: "Go, go~"
Bo Tingyuan also said: "Shall we go to the movies tonight?"
Wen Cishu deliberately asked, "Are you going to take little Bo Yiming with you?"
Bo Yiming pricked up his ears and tried to get closer to the phone.
Bo Tingyuan: "Let him sit in a row by himself."
"make a deal."
Wen Cishu immediately asked the driver to go to the company to pick someone up. After hanging up the phone, a rather confusing smile appeared on his handsome face.
Bo Yiming shrank his neck and said, "Little dad, don't laugh like that." It was scary.
Wen Cishu explained the arrangements again.
Bo Yiming sat down obediently. At first he thought that the two fathers would go to the movie without taking him, but it turned out that he was not left behind. He started to twist his body happily.
"It's okay to sit alone. I'm already a big guy, 1.5 meters tall."
Wen Cishu thought, you are really easy to satisfy.
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The father and son picked up Bo Tingyuan and went to the children's restaurant proposed by Bo Yiming.
At first Wen Cishu didn't think there was anything wrong until he stepped in and found that they were all cubs under five years old.
The family of three sat in a private room. The restaurant staff recognized them and had a strange expression of excitement but hesitation.
Wen Cishu watched the kid ordering dishes complacently and humming something, obviously very excited.
He held the cup and leaned slightly towards Bo Tingyuan: "When you heard we were coming to pick you up, did you jump for joy?"
Bo Tingyuan glanced at him with exceptionally sharp eyes behind his glasses.
Wen Cishu quickly raised his eyebrows: "Hmm?"
Bo Tingyuan reached for the water cup and said seriously, "Of course. When I got off work, I arranged for someone to repair the office ceiling."
Wen Cishu: "..."
He shook his shoulders exaggeratedly. What a cold joke.
Bo Tingyuan looked at his youngest son across from him: "Hmm?"
Bo Yiming said nothing, but simply ordered all the dishes he wanted to eat.
When he was very young, he passed by this restaurant and wanted to come with his two fathers, but at that time, his father rarely left the bedroom...
Of course, he can realize this little wish later~
In the middle of the meal, Bo Yiming left the table to go to the bathroom.
Wen Cishu recalled what happened in the brand store and solemnly told Bo Tingyuan, asking in a low voice: "Do you think Yiming also has some symptoms of separation anxiety?"
Bo Tingyuan frowned and looked at him with his green eyes.
Wen Cishu didn't understand his look, and subconsciously overreacted, asking tentatively: "Did you not notice it, or did you notice it but didn't talk to me about it?"
"No." Bo Tingyuan held his wrist and rubbed it, and said in a deep and slow tone, "I was simply worried that you would feel uncomfortable outside and no one would be with you."
Wen Cishu frowned, and his intuition made him blurt out: "Are you talking about Yiming, or yourself?"
Their eyes met.
Wen Cishu saw a flash of expression in the green eyes behind the lenses.
It seems he guessed right.
However, Bo Tingyuan's expression remained calm, and his tone was neither hurried nor slow: "Look, Yiming will go to school or go to the farm to play, and you won't have to worry because you have someone to take care of you at home."
Wen Cishu thought: Isn’t this just like him going to the company?
It turns out that the source of everything lies with Bo Tingyuan, or in other words, with the relationship between their two fathers.
Wen Cishu was about to say something, but when he heard the little monkey's footsteps coming back, he nodded.
That’s the end of the topic.
He suspected that Bo Tingyuan seemed to be hiding something and began to worry a little about whether he had stopped taking the medicine.
After the meal, the three of them took a car to a private cinema.
Watching an animated film.
Wen Cishu was a little absent-minded the whole time. Bo Tingyuan thought he was a little sleepy after being outside for too long, so he took off his suit, put it on his shoulders, and hugged him in his arms.
There were only three of them in the entire small hall.
Apart from the images and sounds on the super-large screen, all that remained was the sound of Bo Yiming crunching popcorn.
Wen Cishu leaned on Bo Tingyuan's shoulder and whispered, "Your son is a big eater. Fortunately, there is extra food at home."
No wonder he can grow to 1.5 meters at the age of nine. In addition to the genes from his two fathers, it is also due to the continuous and active intake of food around the clock.
Bo Tingyuan glanced at his young son who was concentrating on watching the movie, lowered his eyes and kissed the person in his arms on the face.
Wen Cishu whispered a "warning": "When watching cartoons, no adult behavior is allowed!"
Bo Tingyuan smiled faintly.
Bo Yiming took advantage of the break between stories to quietly turn his head and observe the two fathers.
Humph~ I really wasn’t watching the movie properly!
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Wen Cishu was worried about Bo Tingyuan taking medicine, so when he got home he said he felt a little sleepy and would lie down for a while before washing up.
After he urged Bo Tingyuan to go into the bathroom, he quickly jumped off the sofa and ran to open the drawer.
There was no sign of the medicine bottle.
Will it be moved to another place?
He closed the drawer, glanced in the direction of the bathroom, frowned and walked forward.
When Bo Tingyuan finished his shower and opened the door, he saw Wen Cishu leaning against the wall outside the door, with his eyes closed and a look of deep thought.
He stepped forward, put his arms around his waist, and touched his lips: "Waiting for me?"
Recently, Bo Tingyuan usually doesn't wear glasses after taking a shower.
Wen Cishu was put in his arms around his waist, with his arms resting on his chest, and he asked him directly if he was still taking the medicine.
After that, he looked into her deep green eyes and said earnestly, "I will also be worried about you, so you must not lie to me, understand?"
There were still some drops of water at the end of Bo Tingyuan's eyebrows, and at this moment one drop slid down along his angular lines.
Wen Cishu raised his hand, covered his face and wiped away the water stains, and whispered: "I don't want to speculate or doubt you behind your back at all."
Bo Tingyuan bent down and caressed his soft lips. "Let's go for a physical examination in a day?"
"Hmm?" Wen Cishu leaned back, looked him in the eyes and asked, "Are we all doing it?"
"There is also Yiming." Bo Tingyuan said, "Family physical examination."
Wen Cishu said softly, "So you didn't take the medicine anymore, right? If you say no, I'll believe it. I don't have to do a test to prove it."
Bo Tingyuan bent down, hugged him tightly and slowly walked towards the bed: "The medicine has been stopped."
The two of them hugged each other like conjoined twins.
Wen Cishu's heart was pressed against his chest, and his cheek was rubbing against his temples. "If the doctor thinks that taking medicine will be more beneficial to you, you have to listen to the doctor. But you have to let me know, just like you care about me and fully understand my condition, okay?"
Bo Tingyuan listened to such a gentle voice and suddenly felt a sense of unreality.
He had been waiting for many years, but it was not entirely clear what he was waiting for.
But at this moment, he seemed to have waited for it.
The two men stared at each other. Wen Cishu felt that he seemed to have something to say, so he waited patiently and quietly.
Then, Bo Tingyuan opened his mouth and said, "During dinner, you said Yiming didn't want you to go out alone."
"Um."
Wen Cishu didn't even dare to blink, always suspecting that the next sentence would be crucial.
Bo Tingyuan's lips moved, but he finally spoke in French: "Whether I am taking medicine or not, I can't stop this thought. 】
He said it hesitantly and haltingly, but the moment he finished speaking, he seemed relieved of a heavy burden.
Although Wen Cishu had vaguely guessed it, it still took him some time to react when he heard him say this.
Instantly, he thought of the ending of the two of them in the original book, and his breathing became a little stagnant: "Then..."
Bo Tingyuan pursed his lips and showed a bitter smile: "You don't have to react to this, I can adjust and control it myself."
Wen Cishu raised his head, took the initiative to touch his face, and comforted him: "I know, you control yourself very well, really well."
It was hard for him to imagine that a person always needed to use reason to overcome his inner desires, especially when he had a certain amount of power and could still remain calm.
"I'm mainly afraid of Yiming..."
He couldn't say that Yiming followed the example in the original book and simply and roughly locked people up at home.
Bo Tingyuan said: "As long as you are healthy, he won't worry too much. In addition, you will make more friends in the future, which will distract his attention."
Wen Cishu pondered for a long time, hesitating whether to tell Bo Tingyuan some of the settings of the original book in some way.
His eyes were on the bracelet on his wrist. Thinking of Yongning Temple, he said, "How about we go for a physical examination and then go to Yongning Temple?"
"Okay." Bo Tingyuan picked him up, "But tonight, I have something else I want to talk to you about."
Wen Cishu was carried to the bathroom by him, wondering: "What?"
Bo Tingyuan: "You think I'm old-fashioned."
Wen Cishu: “…Ah?”
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