【Tea cloth ABO】feeding bottle, report and rose

Coming out of Mista's room, Apache went downstairs.Bugarati sat on the sofa with Naranja in his arms. Omega seemed to be staring at the floor-to-ceiling windows in a daze, but Apaki noticed that the palm rhythm of the other party slapping the little boy's back vaguely revealed the owner's anxiety.Nalanga also buried her little face in Buccarati's neck, as if they were warming each other, so as to calm the uneasiness in their hearts.

Naranja was the first to notice Apache. Alpha watched the little boy raise his head and look in the direction he was walking, and stretched out his hand to him.

"Leo!"

Pulled back from his thoughts by Naranga's call, Bugarati moved on the sofa and turned to look at Apache.

Alpha reached out and touched the boy's little head, carefully avoiding the wound on his face.Bugarati raised his head and struggled for a while, then asked, "How is he?"

"I think we might need to talk." Apaki gestured to Naranja, who was being held by Bugarati. Omega nodded, coaxing the boy in his arms softly and said, "Nalanja, can you watch some cartoons by yourself? Bubu and Leo are going to talk about brother."

"Boobu, don't hit brother!" The boy hugged his father even tighter after hearing this, and buried his face in Bugarati's chest.

"Nalanga," Apaki bent down and stroked the back of the little boy's head, "Bubbu won't beat my brother, I promise you."

Bugarati sighed, his expression was complicated, he didn't know how to speak to comfort the little son in his arms, so he could only silently hug Naranja and put him on the sofa to sit.

"Watch TV obediently." He knelt down and kissed the boy on the cheek.Nalanja seemed to have something to say but didn't dare to speak, so Apaji also walked over and said softly, "Nalanga, play by yourself for a while. This is an adult's business, and you shouldn't worry about it." .” After speaking, he pulled Bugarati and left the living room together.

They should have had a private chat about this matter, but at this moment, the two adults were worried about leaving Naranga alone in the living room.It's better to take advantage of the sound when the animation starts to attract the boy's attention, so that we can hide in the corner of the kitchen and discuss softly.

"What are you and Gado talking about?" Buccarati poured himself and Apache each a glass of red wine, and Omega picked up the glass and drank more than half of it in one go, as if calming down and emboldening himself.

Apaki's gaze was lost in the swaying crimson liquid, he hesitated for a moment and tentatively said: "Mista said...the relationship between you and him..." He slowly raised his gaze while speaking, facing Upper Bugarati stared at him eagerly with wide eyes.

"What did he say?"

"..." After a pause, Apache silently made up his mind, "Did you adopt him?"

As soon as the words fell, Bugarati's expression became indescribable.At first, he froze, and time seemed to stand still between the two of them. When Omega came back to his senses, Apache saw worry, urgency, irritability, restlessness, bewilderment, etc. in the other's beautiful blue eyes. Together.

He picked up the wine glass and refilled himself, but he was too nervous, and the moment his arm was lifted, the liquid was spilled on the white marble countertop.Apache took a step forward and secretly held the other hand that was hanging behind the bar.

"Bruno."

He called his name softly, and Bugarati looked up at the other party, swallowing up and down unconsciously in his throat.

"What else did he say?"

"He also said..." Apache unconsciously glanced at Naranja in the living room, "Only Naranja is your own, so he..."

"No." Bugarati suddenly interrupted Apache's next words. He reached out to cover his forehead and rubbed half of his cheek, so Apache squeezed the other's palm even harder to express comfort .

When Bugarati calmed down, he turned around and leaned against the bar counter to look at Apache, his eyes dodged, as if he was a little embarrassed to speak, but in the end Omega sighed and decided to tell the whole story.

"No, Naranja is still young, and... he is not like Gado, Gado is very smart, although he seems to be careless and always getting into trouble, he is actually very careful, and he is a child who can think very well." Said Here, Bugarati's eyes softened a lot, "So I will tell him—about his life experience. But Naranja can't, at least not yet. He...is not in the right mind, even if he is with him Having said that, he doesn't understand the significance of this matter."

"You mean..." Apache frowned, "You adopted them all?"

Bugarati nodded: "I was... my own family was very unfortunate. Because my family was poor when I was a child, my parents divorced very early. My mother wanted to take me with me but I refused. Then she reorganized in the city The family had no contact for a long time until my father died in a shipwreck."

Having said that, Buccarati lowered his head and paused for a long time.Apakki waited quietly aside, but still held each other's hand tightly.

"My father died in the Atlantic Ocean. At that time, due to the protection of the Mediterranean Sea, the fishing moratorium was very long, and there were no fish caught in the coastal waters. We ordinary fishermen can't make much money just by fishing nearby, so many people We will invest together to take a large ship to go to the open sea. But it takes at least several months to go to the open sea once, and the situation on the sea changes rapidly and we often lose contact."

"Then what do you do when your father goes to sea?"

"I'm home alone, but neighbors nearby sometimes help me with babysitting. I don't have siblings, so I'm actually... I can't babysit. The only parenting knowledge I have is watching neighbors treat their own children The way I remember my parents treated me when they were still together. So I actually... I am not a qualified father.”

"You took good care of me!" Apaki reached out to caress Bugarati's face, which had been bowing his head. "I have never seen a more competent father than you!"

Buccarati smiled wryly: "Don't be kidding, I don't understand a lot of things. I just... just can ensure that Gedo and Naranja have enough to eat and wear."

"You underestimate yourself." Apaki frowned, "It's not easy for a single father like you to take care of two young children and be able to ensure the efficiency of work and the normal operation of the family at the same time. Besides Naranja and Mista love you so much..."

"Stop talking." Buccarati waved his hand, perhaps because he was shy, he turned his face away from Apache, "I adopted Gedo completely by accident. I have been a celibate since I was an adult , because of... the misfortune of my original family, which caused my resistance and rejection of feelings to become pathological. Whether it was managing love or taking care of children, I thought that I would only do a mess. Gedo was because... the village had to The planning of the cemetery involved the location of my father’s cemetery, so I went back to my hometown. It happened that I met the priest of our village. Because it is a small village and the church is small, no one usually comes, so there is only the priest in the village. A clergyman. Guido was abandoned at the door of the village church."

Bugarati recalled softly, he picked up his glass and took another sip, time seemed to return to the evening when he first saw Mista seven years ago.

"Gedo was still very young at that time. Based on the birthday calculations written in the letter stuffed in the swaddle with him, it should be less than five months. The surname Mista is not from our village, and the village is just like that. If anyone is pregnant, everyone will know it soon. The priest was almost 80 years old at the time, and it was very difficult to take care of this little baby every day. He didn't want to send Mista to an orphanage because he thought it would be better to send Mista to an orphanage. It would be better for him to take care of it himself. But the old man’s body can’t bear it for a long time, so he asked me to ask if anyone in the city he knew wanted to adopt a child. I was hugging Gedo—— I had never held a child before, but he was in my arms, so quiet and soft, I didn’t even dare to use force, for fear that he would get hurt if I did.”

"So you adopted him?" Apache asked.

"Yes, I adopted him on a whim." Buccarati sighed, and Apache laughed softly: "But I don't think you seem to regret it."

Hearing this, Omega raised his head and looked at Alpha, he frowned slightly, but he could only sigh again when he met the other's crescent-shaped eyes: "The adoption procedure is also very troublesome, but fortunately, Gedo's identification result is Beta. And a young single Omega like me required more information to be submitted, so Gaido’s name was actually hung under my mother’s family name for a long time at first.”

Apaki nodded with a vague understanding. He didn't know the adoption procedures very well. He only knew that single Alphas were forbidden to adopt Omega children, and vice versa.

When the doorbell rang, Buccarati glanced back quickly, and Apaki couldn't help blurting out: "Ah!"

Omega looked at each other suspiciously, and Alpha explained with a little embarrassment: "Uh... I ordered tripe buns for Mista, and it should be a takeaway."

Bugarati was restless, and didn't say much at the moment. He lowered his eyes and sighed: "Hurry up and send it to Gedo, he must be starving."

Apache looked back at the person in front of him, looked at his slumped shoulders, and squeezed the hands they held again.

"I think we'd better send it up together."

As soon as the door was opened, Mista couldn't wait to jump off the bed and ran over. He happily rushed to the door, but when he saw Bugarati standing quietly beside Apache, he pursed his mouth angrily and ran again. Go back and get into bed.

Apaki turned his head and looked at Buccarati, while Naranja squeezed between the two and rushed into Mista's room.

"Brother! Brother!" The little boy lay on the edge of the bed and desperately pushed Mista who was hiding under the blanket. Unfortunately, his brother made up his mind to pretend to be an ostrich, and remained motionless like a rock.

"Gaido, are you hungry?" Bugarati walked into the room with the tripe bag just delivered, and Mista, who hadn't eaten all night, could smell the aroma of delicious food that he was thinking of while hiding under the covers.

"Come out and have something to eat first?" Apache also entered the room, and the adults stood by the bed, looking at the tightly wrapped boy on the single bed.

Seeing that Mista didn't respond, Bugarati took the tripe bun out of the takeaway box, and the smell in the room became more intense immediately.

"Guido, can we talk about something when we're full? Apache hasn't had dinner yet."

The quilt on the bed finally moved, and Mista got his little head out of it, and without looking at them, he just stared at the ground and said angrily, "I ate it because Apache wanted to eat it!"

Apache smiled and said: "Okay, then let's eat quickly! I'm too hungry." After Alpha finished speaking, he bent down to pick up Naranja who was still lying on the bed, and the adults sat on the rice On Star's small bed, Bugarati handed the tripe bag in his hand to Mista who just got out of bed and knelt between them.

Omega stretched out his fingers, and slowly combed the boy's messy hair. Mista looked at the tripe bun in his hand that he had been craving for a long time, but at the moment, he didn't really want to bite it down, but held it tightly with his little hands. of.

"Gaido, first of all, I want to apologize to you for my negligence." Bugarati looked at the top of the boy's head and said softly, "Actually, I also know very well that since I have Naranga, I have taken good care of you. It’s missing. But it’s not that I don’t love you anymore, Gedo, it’s just me... I’m just a first-time father, so I hope you can forgive me if there’s anything wrong with me.”

Mista didn't respond, Buccarati hesitated, he raised his head and subconsciously wanted to ask Apache for help, Alpha winked at him, and encouraged him to "continue" with mouth movements.

So Bugarati bit his lip and continued: "You know, Naranja is still young, and his brother is not in good health. You know all this, and I have told you many times, I believe you will be tired of hearing it too." Already." Omega paused for a while, and he sighed, "... Gado, Nalanja, especially Nalanja." Bugarati reached out and touched the little boy sitting in Apache's arms, Naranja stared at his father with big deep purple eyes in a daze.He may not understand what Bugarati is going to say next, but it doesn't matter, this is a fact, but it will not have any impact on the relationship between them.

"Actually, Bubu is not Nalanga's biological father. Although Bubu doesn't know where Naranja's real father is, as long as Naranja is willing, Bubu can always be Nalanga's father."

Mista's pupils contracted, and the boy's hands holding the tripe bag tightened even more.Sensing Mista's reaction, Buccarati withdrew his hand and put it on the boy's shoulder, and said softly: "Gido too, as long as Gedo is willing, I will always be Gedo's father, the three of us can always together."

"...you never said..." the boy whispered, and the sobs that he tried to suppress were revealed in his voice.

"I'm sorry, Gedo. That's because I think this matter needs to be told at the right time - when Naranja is sensible. But I didn't expect this to cause you so much trouble. You should still Remember? When you were young, I was often away from home for a while, and then I brought Naranja back. At the beginning, you were like a little lion protecting food. No matter how you looked at him, he was not pleasing to the eye. I am sorry, I didn't educate you well at that time, and I didn't understand your thoughts. But you are very good, and you soon become like an older brother, who can play with Naranja and read stories to Naranja, although at that time Naranja is still the same age as when I first saw you, so I can't understand what you're talking about."

"Bubbu, isn't Nalanga a child of Bubu?" The little boy who had been sitting in Apaki's arms asked his own question.

"Nalanga is Bubu's child, but we are not related by blood. My brother and we are not related by blood, but both of you are Bubu's children." Bugarati said with a smile, "We It's really not easy for Naranja to grow up safely and still be so cute today. Bubu is very happy, and Bobu is already very content."

As he spoke, Buccarati put away his smile and sighed. He lowered his head and stroked Mista's little head: "Gaido, do you still remember that I used to take Naranga to the hospital? You always said that I was biased. , Said that I was nervous when Naranja was not feeling well, but I ignored you. No, you two are my favorite children, but my younger brother was injured, and when he came to our house, he and You are different."

Mista listened silently without answering.

"Actually, after having you, I no longer plan to adopt a child. But that day, the church where I adopted you called me and said that they had picked up a child who had already suffered from severe meningitis when they found it. It is likely that he was abandoned by his parents because of his illness. This poor child is Naranga. At first I just organized a donation to the child for medical treatment, but in the end, although his life was saved, the doctor said that the child's future intelligence It may be affected. It is also for this reason that the few families I contacted who were willing to adopt Naranja all ended up in the end."

"So you pretended to be a good person and adopted Naranca?" Mista lowered his head and said sullenly.

Bugarati laughed: "I'm sorry, I'm always pretending to be a good person."

Apache reached out and patted Bugarati on the shoulder, who raised his head and smiled at Alpha.

"So as long as I say Naranja is stupid, you will be unhappy, and that's why, right?" The boy said, his shoulders began to tremble slightly.

"You are really smart, Gedo." Bugarati put the boy into his arms, and held him tenderly, "I thought I had the experience of raising a child once, and I can do it this time Good. But I found that I was wrong, I failed to take care of your mood, I still let you down. "

Mista lowered his head, bit down a big mouthful of tripe buns, stuffed his mouth full, and said vaguely: "Then next time, you have to learn a lesson!"

Bugarati raised his head and looked at Apache, who was also looking at him. They smiled at each other, and then looked at the children in their arms in unison.

"Okay, I'll learn my lesson," Bucciarati said. "I'll try to be a good dad."

The children's screams are louder and louder, and it's free time for kindergarten.A blond boy sat by a flower bed and watched the teacher rush past him to catch the little boy who was catching snails everywhere.

He shook his head and sighed, but the expression and posture of sighing did not match his cute face and his age, enough to be called old-fashioned.

"It's really nonsense. It's just an F-15. Does it take an hour to assemble it from scratch? I have been patient with him all afternoon and I can't install it! You say Giorno, so there will be such an imbecile ?”

"Then you should teach him more." Sitting beside the blond boy was another boy, who was staring at a corner of the garden seemingly in a daze.The boy's hair was lighter, his skin was fairer, and he was as beautiful as a little vampire in a movie. "Aren't you partners? Fugo."

"How can I be a partner with such an imbecile!" the boy named Fuge roared, "like this idiot! This kind of..." The boy said, recalling the face of the so-called "partner" in his model airplane class It's just that he opened his big innocent eyes and offered a treasure to himself as soon as he put together a wing... Really...

"Anyway, this kind of interest class, I will go to it just to pass the time! It's useless to me!" Probably too angry, the face pulled too much and touched the wound on the corner of the mouth, the little boy named Fuge covered himself and was caught by the other party Hit the swollen half of the cheek.

"By the way, Giorno, why do you keep looking at Trish?"

In the corner of the garden, a little girl with short pink hair was squatting there and pulling the leaves of deer eucalyptus. Simply put, she was brutally destroying the plants.

Giorno turned his head, looked at Fugo beside him and said, "Terry Hugh's parents are getting divorced."

"How do you know?" Fuge raised his eyebrows, "She told you?"

Giorno shook his head: "Some time ago, her braids were always crooked for a few days a week, and now they were cut off directly. Her parents must have separated. I have experienced that when Dior and JOJO quarreled and separated, they always Wanted to cut my hair because he couldn't braid me."

Fugo looked at Trish, then at Giorno, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, it's just a sigh of relief." Giorno withdrew his gaze and looked at the sky instead, "It's not easy for every child."

"Hmph, it's really not easy." Fuge also changed his sitting position and looked at his group of carefree classmates running around, "My grandma said that she would take me to apologize to that imbecile after school in the afternoon! Really crazy."

"You look forward to it, Fugo."

"What are you talking about?!" The boy being named is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.Giorno looked back at the frizzy golden retriever slowly and said, "You're wearing a suit today."

"That's because grandma said that the door-to-door apology must be formal!"

"But you are wearing your favorite tie." Giorno looked down at the blue tie covered with little strawberries, "This tie is not formal enough."

"What do you know?" Fugo turned his head and glared at Giorno, "It's because...it's not formal, so I wear this one!"

After speaking, the boy turned his head away and stopped talking.Giorno blinked, and raised his head to look at the sky again.

"...I don't want to... formally apologize to an imbecile."

About the time when No.20 and eight clouds were counted, Giorno heard Fugo say this.

After school, Fuge was brought to Bugarati's house by grandma as promised.At this time, Bugarati was still working in the company, and it was Apache who opened the door. Alpha was taken aback when he saw the old man in front of him, but then he understood when he saw the little boy standing beside the old woman.

"I'm really sorry, our child hit your child." The old man said, apologizing to Apache, "The child's father is also, and he should have come to apologize, and he didn't educate him well! He is also used to being flattered."

Apache smiled at the old man, then he squatted down and looked at the little boy standing at the door: "Do you need me to call Nalanga over?"

Fuge didn't speak, but gritted his teeth and turned his head away.

"Penny." The old man reached out and pushed the boy's back, "How did you promise grandma in the car?"

Hearing this, the boy sneaked a glance at Apaki, and then immediately withdrew his gaze and stared at the toe of his leather shoes.

"Excuse me...my name is Pannacott Fugo. I'm here to apologize to Naranja because... I hit Naranja."

Apache smiled, stood up again and shouted towards the room: "Nalanga! A classmate came to play with you!"

After a while, Fugo saw that guy, and that imbecile face appeared behind the tall man in front of him.

"... Naranja, I'm sorry..."

It's all because of Grandma!Fuge roared in his heart, because I don't want to make grandma sad, so I apologize to this imbecile!

"It's okay!" Naranja hid behind Apache and shook his head and said with a smile, clutching Alpha's corner of his clothes, "Naranja is no longer in pain!"

Damn it!Fuge secretly looked at Nalanja in front of him, this stupid imbecile, why can someone laugh so stupidly, and also laugh... so cutely.

-TBC-