Chapter 114
That night.
The bedroom of the stars.
Before his brother came, he put carpets and cushions in front of the bed so that they could sit and play.
Now a cartoon was projected on the wall opposite the bed. Bo Yiming sat on the cushion with his back against the end of the bed and opened his mouth: "Ah——"
Xingxing picked up the fruit and put it into her brother's mouth.
Bo Yiming chewed and said, "Hehe~"
He lurched forward and fell back onto the mat, blinking at his brother.
Xingxing gave him another half strawberry.
Bo Yiming found that from this angle, Xingxing looked even cuter with chubby cheeks.
"Xingxing, why don't I see your childhood photos?"
He jumped up and looked around.
"No." Xingxing stuffed some fruit into her mouth and looked at the colorful screen. "Wow, brother, look! The aliens are finally coming out!"
Bo Yiming turned his head to look.
Under the green sky that looked like the aurora, a circular flying saucer opened and aliens descended from it to the ground.
The white light around his body faded away, revealing a lizard man walking upright.
Bo Yiming turned his head, put on a fierce face, and pinched Xingxing's cheek: "Xingxing is not well behaved, where is the photo? Brother wants to see it very much."
Xingxing glanced at the screen and said in a dull voice: "I really didn't take any photos."
Bo Yiming didn't believe it.
He pretended to hold onto the end of the bed and stand up: "Then I'll go ask grandma. She must know where it is, right?"
He secretly glanced at Xingxing's reaction, and sure enough, his wrist was immediately grabbed.
"Grandma doesn't know either."
Xingxing eagerly pushed him back and tried hard to convince him, "It really wasn't filmed."
He is usually a calm person and rarely shows this slightly helpless expression.
Bo Yiming became more and more curious.
He reached out and tickled Xingxing's waist, making a "crunching" sound, which made Xingxing twist and dodge.
The two children rolled around on the cushion. Xingxing was not as tall or strong as Bo Yiming, so he tried to resist but was tickled even harder.
He was so itchy that he couldn't help laughing. He folded his hands in front of him, bent his knees, and curled up into a ball. He could only beg for mercy: "Brother! It's so itchy!"
"Where are the photos?"
Bo Yiming insisted, "Hurry up, or I'll tickle your soles."
"don't want!"
Xingxing jumped up in fright, sweat breaking out on her forehead, "Okay, I'll get it."
He turned and ran to the bookshelf in the small study.
Bo Yiming followed and saw that when the cabinet under the bookshelf was opened, there was a wicker storage basket with photo frames neatly stacked inside.
The style of the photo frame is obviously consistent with other places in the house.
He tried to reach for the frame, but the stars blocked his way.
For the first time, Xingxing said shyly, "Brother, please don't laugh at me when I was a kid."
"Ah? Of course not."
Bo Yiming saw that his eyes seemed to be full of worry, so he quickly knelt down beside him, his shoulder against his, and gently arched his shoulder, "If my brother laughs at you, I won't be your good friend."
"Really?" Xingxing was unsure.
Although Bo Yiming wanted to see the photo very much, after thinking carefully, he closed his eyes and shook his head: "If Xingxing doesn't want to, then I won't look at it."
He closed his eyes very tightly, and his curled eyelashes looked particularly furry. "Put it away, let's go watch anime."
Xingxing looked at her brother's handsome appearance, then looked at the photo she was covering, and finally decided to take out the photo frame and put it in her brother's hand.
Bo Yiming slowly opened his eyes, but he did not look directly at the photo frame, but at Xingxing's face.
Xingxing rested her forehead against the cabinet door and pushed him: "Brother, take a look."
His tone seemed relaxed, but he was still nervous about his brother's reaction.
Bo Yiming slowly picked up the photo frame.
The chubby, round-faced little star suddenly appeared in the field of vision.
"Wow, she's so cute, her face is so round."
Bo Yiming happily held up the photo, comparing it with the stars in front of him, and teased him sweetly, "Where did your fat go? Did you hide it?"
He poked Xingxing's face and said, "Hurry up and show off your little fat."
Xingxing was amused by her brother and smiled with her lips pursed.
In the photos before he was three years old, he looked chubby. He wasn't fat all over, but the baby fat on his face was particularly obvious, making him look dull.
Bo Yiming poked the little star's face in the photo and leaned closer to the star: "Can I give this photo to my brother?"
Xingxing didn't agree immediately.
He lowered his head and studied the photo carefully. Could it be that his brother really thought he was cute when he was a child?
Seeing that he didn't respond, Bo Yiming tilted his head and thought seriously: "Then let's exchange. Brother will give you one too?"
Xingxing slowly raised her eyes, her mind racing: "Can I choose it myself?"
"No problem."
There are many solo photos of Bo Yiming in his bedroom, as well as group photos with his two fathers.
"One day, when you go to stay at your brother's house, you can choose. Okay?"
A lot of photos appeared in Xingxing's eyes, all of which he had studied carefully when he went to his brother's house before.
He glanced at his brother and found that he was looking down at the photo again, so he stretched out two little fingers and shook them: "Brother, can I have two?"
"Yes!" Bo Yiming also nodded in agreement immediately.
Xingxing raised the corners of her mouth.
If he had known that he could exchange for his brother's photo in this way, he would have taken out his own photo earlier.
The two returned to the bedroom.
Xingxing thought her brother was going to put it in his suitcase, but she saw him holding it and muttering to himself.
"The little fat that pokes the stars~"
"Soft stars~"
Xingxing quietly puffed up her cheeks, poked with her fingertips, and said silently in her heart: Little baby, can you come back?
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at night.
When Grandma Xingxing entered the room, she saw the two children lying together and sleeping soundly.
Bo Yiming was lying flat on his back, holding Xingxing's arm, with one of Xingxing's legs resting on Yiming's body.
Grandma was afraid of waking them up, so she didn't try to separate them, but just tucked the quilt in slightly.
She took a small blanket and placed it between the children's heads and over their shoulders.
After leaving the room, grandma walked back to the dining room.
Xingxing's father had just returned home from emergency surgery. Chu Han had cooked a bowl of noodles, and he was wolfing it down.
Seeing his grandmother coming out quietly with a smile on her face, he signaled Chu Han with his eyes to go and see.
Chu Han: "Mom——"
"Shh, let's speak softly."
Grandma quickened her pace and came over. "The two little ones are asleep."
Chu Han asked: "Mom, what are you laughing at?"
Grandma smiled again: "I see Xingxing and Mingming are having a great time together."
Chu Han: "The last two times we went to the farm, you were still worried."
Grandma explained: "The two children together are only sixteen. I would definitely be worried if they stayed alone overnight."
But from what she sees now, these two are good kids. Although they seem to be making a lot of noise, they are actually very well behaved and are unlikely to do anything out of line.
"Was Mingming teaching Xingxing to speak English just now? Mingming is an amazing kid. It seems he can speak French, right?"
Chu Han smiled: "His great father is French and has a talent for languages."
Grandma thought about it and sighed.
Xingxing's father stopped drinking his soup and asked in confusion, "Mom?"
Chu Han was quite understanding: "Mom regrets why both of them are boys, otherwise she would have arranged a marriage for them today."
Xingxing's father stood up with the bowl and chopsticks: "It can also be ordered for boys. Isn't Yiming's father two men?"
Grandma looked up at him, as if she had gained great inspiration, with a look of sudden enlightenment on her face.
Chu Han found the old lady's expression quite funny.
Father Xingxing came out of the kitchen, wiping his hands as he said, "I just took out the eggs and the pot. I'll make them thick omelette tomorrow morning."
Xingxing mentioned it two days ago, but he was not sure whether he was at home at that time. After all, sudden accidents often occur in hospitals and they have to rush to deal with them.
He had been busy with hospital affairs before and had indeed somewhat neglected the feelings of Chu Han and Xingxing.
Before participating in the last variety show, I had an argument with Chu Han.
In the first episode of the variety show, the scene where Xingxing said her name was Chu Heng on the show also made him feel uncomfortable.
In the hospital, he is the responsible Dr. Lin in the eyes of his superiors, colleagues and patients, but at home, he is indeed not a good husband and a good father.
As the variety show progressed episode by episode, seeing the parent-child relationships in the other three families, Xingxing’s father slowly realized that the responsibilities of his “small family” were equally important. His absence will affect Chu Han, and even more so Xingxing who has not yet reached adulthood.
At this moment, Chu Han saw him lowering his eyes in deep thought, and asked, "Are you thinking of a childhood marriage like mom?"
"Ah?" He went back to the room with her, "I'm not a feudal parent."
Chu Han pushed open the door: "Really? What if Xingxing really tells us when he grows up that he likes boys?"
He smiled and said, "What can I do? Even our hospital doesn't have any medicine to treat it."
Chu Han thought it made sense.
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bedroom.
Xingxing turned over and buried her face in the blanket that her grandma had stuffed in her, which felt a little itchy.
So he hummed and murmured: "Brother~ It's so itchy~"
It feels like being tickled by my brother.
Bo Yiming, who was sleeping soundly, felt the slight movement, turned sideways, put his arm on him and patted him, and said in a daze: "Xingxing, be good..."
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