Chapter 113
On Thursday night, Wen Cishu stepped into the kid's bedroom and saw three large suitcases.
Bo Yiming was stuffing toys into the suitcase with his back to the door.
Wen Cishu joked, "Baby, are you going to Xingxing's house to play, or are you going to move to their house?"
He remembered that the last time he went to the farm, there wasn't such a big scene.
Bo Yiming raised the red panda doll high up and waved it.
"I have a lot to give to the stars."
Wen Cishu took away the soft little panda and saw what he had brought.
They are basically toys, and some exposed picture book covers.
"What's this?"
Wen Cishu sat down.
Bo Yiming pulled a cushion for the little father, took out a bilingual book and held it in front of his chest, lowering his head to introduce: "I chose it, it's very suitable for Xingxing to learn language."
Wen took the dictionary and flipped through it carefully. It was indeed a relatively basic dialogue.
The cover also states “Suitable for children aged 5-8”.
The picture book was a bit old and he had never seen it on the bookshelf before.
"Yiming, is this issued by the school? Or did someone buy it for you?"
"Big Daddy."
Whenever Bo Yiming got close to his little father, he would stand or sit in an awkward position, and would just stay close to him. "When I grow up, take me to the bookstore and let me choose by myself."
Wen Cishu imagined in his mind the serious Bo Tingyuan holding the young Xiao Yiming and picking out books in the bookstore.
Perhaps Bo Tingyuan would still stand in the distance, looking at the tiny child with eyes full of fatherly love.
And Xiao Yiming will definitely jump around in front of the bookshelf to choose...
"Little dad?" Bo Yiming realized that his little dad seemed to be looking at him absentmindedly. He tilted his head and his eyes slowly widened. "Little dad? Why are your eyes suddenly wet?"
He sat up in shock and hugged his little dad, "What happened?"
"It's okay. My eyes hurt a little."
Wen Cishu didn't realize that he had lost his composure in front of the child, so he lowered his head and rubbed it hard.
"Do you want to ask the doctor to come home?"
Bo Yiming asked nervously, "Then why don't I go to Xing——ah?"
Wen Cishu covered his mouth: "I'm fine."
"Oh." Bo Yiming's fluctuating emotions suddenly stabilized.
Wen Cishu hugged the little boy who cared so much about him and kissed his forehead hard.
He tried his best to suppress the emotions that would cause the child to be confused and worried, and said with a smile: "Our Yiming now has such a good friend, little daddy is happy for you."
"Okay!" Bo Yiming put the picture book back and tidied it up.
When he saw the tall figure coming in, he said, "Big Daddy, come quickly. Little Daddy's eyes were a little uncomfortable just now."
Wen Cishu propped himself up on the sofa and stood up: "It's okay!" He ruffled his son's hair with his hands, "It's really okay."
Bo Tingyuan walked up to him and saw that his eyes seemed a little red. He asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling uncomfortable because of the wind when you were practicing driving just now?"
Wen Cishu winked at him, signaling him not to follow the brat in making random guesses. "You have something to say to Yiming? Then I'll go back first."
"No." Bo Tingyuan held his hand and said to his younger son, "Yiming, you should go to class tomorrow morning as usual. Don't sleep too late."
"I know~"
Bo Yiming continued to organize without raising his head, "Good night, Dad~"
Wait to leave the room.
Wen Cishu raised his eyes to look at the person who had been staring at him. Seeing his frown, he could only explain truthfully: "I just heard Yiming say that you bought him a picture book. I thought, I was sick these years and didn't have time to take care of Yiming at all, so I-"
Before he could finish his words, Bo Tingyuan turned his face and kissed him quickly, "Don't talk about this."
"dad--"
Both fathers turned their heads at the same time.
Bo Yiming rolled his eyes, uttered a long "hmm..." sound, and moved his body horizontally behind the door.
Was he seeing things? Big dad kisses little dad?
Bo Tingyuan held Wen Cishu's hand and asked first: "Yiming, do you have anything else to say?"
The little kid was moving horizontally, with only one eye exposed, and he looked at his two fathers foolishly.
"Can Little Daddy drive me to Xingxing's house?"
"Sure~"
"Not yet."
Two voices sounded at the same time.
Wen Cishu also felt that it was better to be safe in this matter, and nodded: "Yes, it's not quite working yet. Let Dad drive us there, okay?"
Bo Yiming pouted and continued to make a request in a cute tone: "Little daddy, you have to sit in the passenger seat and take me there."
"Of course." Wen Cishu agreed immediately.
Bo Yiming then smiled and reached out to hold the door handle.
When the door was closed until only a crack remained, he said with a smile, "Okay, Big Daddy can continue to kiss Little Daddy~"
After saying that, the door closed completely with a "click".
Wen Cishu muttered: "Look! Mr. Bo, please behave yourself. Hey——"
He was suddenly picked up and quickly turned to look at the door, fearing that the kid would come back to attack him.
Fortunately, the door didn't open again.
Bo Tingyuan carried him back to the room and specifically reminded him: "After practicing for a while, I will accompany you on the road outside."
"Yeah." Wen Cishu knew that he was worried, "I know, I'll take my time."
On the way back to the room, Bo Tingyuan recalled what he had just been talking about when his son interrupted him, and whispered, "Death Note."
"Hmm?" Wen Cishu suddenly heard his own name and didn't react for a moment, "Why are you so serious all of a sudden? Do you want me to answer a question?"
Bo Tingyuan walked down the stairs steadily, and said clearly word by word: "Don't think too much about the past. Doctor Lin has said several times that your body is not suitable for overthinking, so avoid getting too worried."
"I know." Wen Cishu had heard Doctor Lin mention it before, which showed that he had also told other people in the family about it. "It's just me..."
"No, but." Bo Tingyuan walked down the last step and stood facing the bedroom. "Look forward."
Wen Cishu understood the meaning of his words while looking at the corridor ahead.
"Well, let's look ahead and move forward together."
He rubbed his cheek against Bo Tingyuan's shoulder, slowly pressed into the crook of his neck, pursed his lips and kissed the skin on the side of his neck very naturally, and whispered: "But I also want to know some things about you. When I was lying down and not going out, you and Yiming, or other things at home, including my parents, your parents, and..."
Bo Tingyuan pushed the door open and walked in, placing him at the end of the bed. He lowered his head and looked into his dark, soft eyes: "Who else?"
Wen Cishu raised his eyes and looked directly into his green eyes, thinking that this person was asking a question even though he knew the answer.
His tone changed, and he counted on his fingers: "There are also Aunt Zhong, Uncle Xu, and the driver Master Liu..."
As she was talking, her earlobe was rubbed lightly. She couldn't help but smile, reached out to hug him, and took the initiative to kiss his lips, "Of course it's your business. You'd better tell me everything!"
Bo Tingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and carried him to bed: "Are you so curious?"
"That's for sure." Wen Cishu lay in his arms and poked his face, "What if you still have some secrets to hide from me?"
"Indeed." Bo Tingyuan said calmly.
"Ah?" Wen Cishu raised his head, "Really?"
He just said casually, "What?"
Bo Tingyuan pressed his lips against his ear and said something.
After Wen Cishu heard it clearly, he buried his face in his neck and muttered, "My ears are dirty."
After saying that, the two of them smiled and hugged each other.
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The next afternoon.
Xingxing is checking her "to-do list" in a small notebook.
Starting from Monday, he asked his father for a wooden-colored folder, put several A4 papers with horizontal stripes in it, and wrote down the things/matters that needed to be prepared in a line by line.
His father gave him a pen so that he could take notes at any time.
Except for sleeping and going to the bathroom, I spend the rest of the time writing and drawing on my tablet.
For the first time, his father thought that this child might be able to study medicine in the future, even though Xingxing had previously shown that he hated studying medicine.
The adults in the family have all seen the contents on the tablet folder. In addition to Chinese characters, there are also English and cute picture logos.
The adults all agreed that Xingxing really treated Yiming as his real brother.
At this time, Xingxing made sure that everything was ready and ran to the balcony, looking forward to her brother's car.
Seeing this, grandma, who was sitting in the living room, said to Chu Han, "When Mingming arrives, ask him if he wants to be a sworn brother to our Xingxing."
"Brother?"
Chu Han knew what the old lady meant, but this name sounded funny.
The grandmother glanced at her grandson's back and said, "If Xingxing is a girl or Yiming is a girl, I think we can arrange a marriage for them."
"Mom, what era is this?"
Chu Han quickly stopped the old lady from talking, "Do you still want to go through with this old-fashioned arranged marriage?"
Grandma raised her hand and pointed across the street: "That's how it's played on TV."
Chu Han just said: "It's fine for two kids to just have fun playing together. There's no need to create complicated relationships."
balcony.
Xingxing finally received a call from her brother and learned that he would arrive in five minutes.
He ran out.
Grandma asked anxiously: "Xingxing, where are you going?"
"I'll go downstairs and pick up my brother!"
Xingxing lowered her head to change her shoes, then quickly opened the door and went out.
Chu Han stood up and went to the balcony to look out.
Grandma knew she didn't want to hear it, but she couldn't help but mutter: "When Xingxing grows up and gets a girlfriend, it will probably be like this."
As she spoke, an expression of extraordinary joy appeared on her kind and gentle face.
Chu Han was helpless with the old lady and shook his head.
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downstairs.
As soon as Bo Yiming got out of the car, he hugged Xingxing tightly.
The two children were extremely excited, as if they hadn't seen each other for several years.
In fact, we talk on the phone every day.
The two fathers got out of the car and greeted Xingxing.
Xingxing politely invited the uncles to her home.
Wen Cishu said, "We won't go up to disturb them."
He rubbed Xingxing's head and said, "Xingxing, please ask your uncle to say hello to your family."
Xingxing held her brother's hand and nodded obediently.
Bo Tingyuan took the suitcase pushed by the bodyguard and placed it in front of his son: "Can you push it up yourself?"
Just now in the car, Bo Yiming emphasized that he would take it up by himself and did not need the help of his two fathers and bodyguard uncles.
He nodded heavily and grasped the handle of one of the suitcases.
Xingxing immediately helped hold a box, looked up and said seriously: "Uncle, I will take it with my brother."
"Okay." Bo Tingyuan lifted the pull rod to make it easier for him to drag.
"Goodbye, Dad!" Bo Yiming jumped happily, pushing two boxes and entering the hallway with Xingxing.
Finally got into the elevator.
Bo Yiming hugged Xingxing excitedly again and said with a little resentment, "Xingxing, why don't you go to the same school as me? I miss you so much."
Although Xingxing heard these words every day, she was still filled with joy when she heard them again.
"Brother, I miss you too. Let's watch cartoons together tonight. Watch your favorite ones! I asked Dad to prepare a small projector. The picture is very clear."
Bo Yiming said in an exaggerated tone: "The stars are really great~"
Xingxing: "And the fruits my brother likes to eat."
"Woo woo~~" Bo Yiming hugged him and rubbed him.
When the elevator door opened, Chu Han and his grandmother happened to see this scene.
Grandma glanced at Chu Han and her eyes seemed to say: What do you think, should we find a sworn brother?
Chu Han couldn't help laughing and reached out to help with the luggage.
"Welcome Yiming to come to our home and play."
Bo Yiming held Xingxing's hand and bowed respectfully to the elders: "Sorry to bother grandma and auntie, thank you for taking care of me."
He is a handsome mixed-race guy, and he is so polite, not to mention so well-behaved and cute, which makes the two elders particularly happy.
Grandma smiled and helped with the luggage: "Mingming is here to play, grandma is so happy."
Bo Yiming looked at Xingxing and smiled.
They both twisted at the same time.
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