After three rebirths, the poor kid is loved by everyone

Feng Shimo walked to Feng Shiyou's door with a sullen face, calmed down, took a few deep breaths, showed the gentleness he would only show towards Feng Shiyou, and knocked on the door gently.

After waiting for a few seconds, he knocked on the door again, but still got no response, and a frown of worry appeared on his brow.

Did something happen?

He didn't bother to wait for Feng Shiyou to open the door, he just pressed the door handle and pushed the door open.

He walked quickly towards the bedroom, his back looking a little flustered, until he saw the small bulge on the bed and half of the dog's body exposed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

This time he didn't chase Maodou away. He knew Youyou was in a bad mood and he wouldn't care about that.

He tiptoed to the bedside and called softly, "Youyou?"

I didn't hear Feng Shiyou's voice, but I saw Maodou shaking its big tail a few times, as if responding to him.

He then asked in a low voice, "Is Youyou asleep?"

Maodou shook his tail again, as if answering him, yes.

Feng Shimo didn't know that his pet Maodou was very smart. Every time he asked it a question, it would answer yes or no by the number of times it wagged its tail and the sound it made.

If it shakes once or calls out once, it means yes; if it shakes twice or calls out twice, it means no.

After getting the answer, Feng Shimo walked to the bed, blocked the light from the window, and gently lifted a corner of the quilt to see Feng Shiyou's condition.

With just one glance, Feng Shimo felt endless heartache and self-blame in his heart. His heart seemed to be grabbed by a pair of big hands and it hurt a lot.

"Youyou, I'm sorry, big brother failed to protect you, Mingming..." Mingming promised to protect you, I'm sorry.

On the bed, the little boy was holding the dog with his face sideways, his cheeks and eyes were flushed. It was obvious that he had just cried for a long time, and his eyelashes were soaked with tears and turned into clumps.

Looking at the golden hair on the dog's head, there are also signs of being soaked by water.

Feng Shimo gently lifted Feng Shiyou's hand and said softly to Maodou, "Maodou, you come down first."

Maodou understood and when he couldn't feel the arm on his neck, he slowly moved back. He jumped off the bed only after he was away from Feng Shiyou.

After going downstairs, he squatted beside the bed and stared at Feng Shiyou with a worried look on his face.

Feng Shimo leaned sideways on the bed, gently holding the little boy's warm hand, and brushing away the hair stuck to his face.

Then he took out his phone and sent a message to Feng Shiyi, "Come up to help."

In less than three minutes, Feng Shiyi arrived at the bedroom door. He didn't dare to go in for fear of waking Feng Shiyou up, so he just stood there and asked quietly.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Feng Shimo: "Go get a basin of warm water so I can wipe Youyou's face."

Feng Shiyi: “Okay.”

He quickly brought in some water. When he walked to the bedside, he saw the traces of tears on Feng Shiyou's face. Like Feng Shimo, he felt distressed and frowned.

After Feng Shimo finished wiping Feng Shiyou's face, he asked him to take Maodou to take a bath. Neither the man nor the dog wanted to move.

They were worried about Feng Shiyou and didn't want to leave his side.

Feng Shimo said seriously, "Be obedient and go down first. Mom and aunt should be back soon. Go down and calm them down. Don't let them get suspicious."

"I'm here, Youyou. I'll coax him into submission. You take Maodou to take a bath first."

Feng Shiyi saw that he was a little angry, and he didn't dare to say anything more, so he had to agree, "Then I'll leave Youyou to you."

Feng Shimo: "I know what to do, don't worry, I'm here with you."

He rarely spoke to Feng Shiyi gently. Feng Shiyi would be afraid in the past, but now his nose felt sore and he choked up and said, "Okay, I'll go down then."

"Well, let's go."

Soon, Feng Shiyou and Feng Shimo were the only ones left in the room.

One had red eyes, curled up and fell asleep with eyes closed; the other sat on the bed with gentle but distressed eyes, looking at the sleeping boy.

A whisper rang out in the room: "Youyou, what are you afraid of..."

As Feng Shimo had expected, when Feng Shiyi brought Maodou downstairs, Yu Jingshu and Bai Zhi came back.

Feng Shiyi found a good excuse to divert their attention. Even during dinner, Feng Shiyi racked his brains to come up with many excuses to prevent them from going upstairs to look for someone.

Feng Shimo just sat by the bed, occasionally sending messages to others or checking files on his phone.

They sat there until one o'clock in the morning. The villa was silent. Except for a few bodyguards on shift, everyone had fallen asleep.

Feng Shiyou woke up in a daze, touched his stomach, and when he came to his senses, he heard his stomach rumbling.

"Gu~~, gu~~"

Feng Shiyou was hungry, so he rubbed his belly. He dazedly noticed that the room was pitch black. Hmm, was it dark?

Well, he should just bear with it, wait until daybreak to eat, and go back to sleep. His stomach should stop growling, so just bear with it.

Feng Shiyou turned slightly to the side and raised both hands to cover his rumbling stomach, but he was startled to find that one of his hands could not move.

Just as I was about to shake off my hand, sit up and turn on the light, I heard a familiar gentle voice, "Youyou are awake? Are you hungry?"

The night light at the bedside was turned on, and the voice continued, "Close your eyes and relax, I'll go make you a bowl of noodles."

While Feng Shiyou was stunned, a pair of large and gentle hands fell on his head and rubbed it gently.

"Youyou, wait a moment. Big brother will be here soon. Just wait for him obediently."

After saying that, Feng Shimo stood up, stretched his stiff bones and walked out while yawning.

Just after he took a few steps, he heard Feng Shiyou calling him in panic, "Brother, wait a minute!"

Feng Shimo stopped and turned around, his eyes falling on Feng Shiyou, under the warm light, even more gentle, "What's wrong, Youyou?"

Feng Shiyou opened his mouth and wanted to say something but forgot what he was going to say. His mind was full of what he had exposed in the afternoon and he felt at a loss.

Feng Shimo didn't want to bring it up now, but when he saw the young boy lowering his head and his beautiful eyes becoming dull, he felt even more heartbroken.

He walked right up to the boy, put his hands under his arms, picked him up, and let him lie in his arms like a little koala.

Then, the confused Feng Shiyou was carried downstairs steadily by Feng Shimo.

What are you doing, brother? This posture is too childish!

When they arrived at the restaurant, Feng Shimo held him and sat on the chair, patting his back with one hand and stroking the back of his head with the other.

"Brother, you..." What do you want to say?

Feng Shimo realized that Feng Shiyou wanted to speak, so he quickly interrupted him.

"Youyou, can you listen to what big brother has to say?"

Feng Shiyou was stunned, and said blankly, "Yes, yes."

Feng Shimo noticed his confusion, chuckled and continued, "Perhaps there are many magical things happening silently in this world."

“Maybe it’s around, maybe it’s out of reach.”

When saying this, Feng Shimo keenly noticed that Feng Shiyou paused slightly, but he did not point it out and continued speaking.

"But if it really happens to us, we may be surprised and scared, but in the end, we will all accept it, you know?"

Feng Shiyou's uneasy and stiff body gradually relaxed as Feng Shimo spoke.