Mr. Fu's Redemption

"That's like this. I miss Saihu a little bit. Can you show me the photo of Saihu?"

"Saihu?"

"The little milk dog we rescued."

"...Oh, it's called Ball Ball."

Xueba rescued the little milk dog, and immediately gave it a name he thought was very domineering...Saihu.

It means to beat a tiger...or in other words, I hope that the little milk dog will be as strong as a tiger in the future and have enough ability to protect itself.

Then he was scolded by the dormitory auntie, and then his Saihu arrived at Fu Junzhuo's house.

And then, Saihu became... Qiuqiu?

This unscientific.

On the other side of WeChat, Xueba looked at the sky for a long time, and finally compromised - after all, the little milk dog is already someone else's little milk dog, and Xueba also lost the initiative to choose a name, so he could only continue to say: "Please trouble me, senior!" Lah, I want to see the ball~"

Fu Junzhuo caught Qiuqiu who was crawling around under the dining table, hugged him to the sofa, took a video, and then sent it over.

In the video, Qiuqiu on the sofa is shaking her enthusiastic little butt, exuding natural cuteness in every way in front of the camera. Fu Junzhuo stretched out his left hand to scratch the dog's chin, and Qiuqiu also stretched out his paw to grab Fu Junzhuo's hand.

It was a very quiet video. No one spoke, nor did the dog bark. There was only the sound of Qiuqiu's paws rubbing against the fabric sofa surface.

Warm and cute, he scratches his heart and lungs when he sees Xueba.

Xueba sent three times just thank you, and he could feel the joy of Xueba through WeChat.

There is a lot of snow in City A this year.

It fell and melted, and it melted and accumulated, until the day before New Year's Eve.

Fu Junzhuo's recent life is like this, turning on the air conditioner, quietly hugging the restless dog, and staying at home.

Recently, I don’t feel any interest in buying or cooking food. I still do what I do, but I just lift the chopsticks, and I always lack the interest to eat the food in front of me. I often stop with the chopsticks.

At the same time, Gu Zhou returned to his grandma's villa.

It is said to be a villa, but it is actually a relatively old four-story private house with a large yard.

Gu Zhou's grandmother gave birth to three sons and one daughter, and they usually live in their own families and in their own cities.

Only during Chinese New Year, the sons bring their wives and children back to the ancestral house to celebrate the New Year, while the daughter returns here every other year with her son-in-law and children.

When Gu Zhou was a child, he asked his grandma, "Why do aunts and uncles always come for a year and don't come for a year?"

Grandma replied: "My aunt and uncle have parents, and their parents hope that they will be by their side during the Chinese New Year."

Gu Zhou asked again: "Then... mothers and aunts also have parents, why don't uncles and aunts go to my aunt's house to celebrate the new year? Why don't my parents go to my grandparents' house to celebrate the new year? Why do they celebrate the new year with grandma every year? ?”

Grandma smiled lightly at the questioning baby, but did not answer.

This year, all four of the old lady's children will come back, so even grandma, a total of nine adults and a large group of children, will celebrate the New Year together.

Judging by the number of people, it was extremely lively.

Gu Zhou is always the most popular among this group of children.

His older cousins ​​like him, because he is a good boy, always smiling, and not a bear at all; and his cousins ​​also like him, because he is really a good brother.

It stands to reason that it should be very happy to spend the New Year among such a group of peers who like themselves.

However... this year, I always feel unhappy. Driven by the New Year's atmosphere around me, I am excited and depressed by the most real feelings in my heart at the same time, fluctuating mood.

After helping his youngest brother set off a small firecracker, Gu Zhou always felt a little dazed——

I don't know what the senior is doing now.

Does he have younger brothers and sisters at home, and will he also help children set off small firecrackers?Are all the children in his family obedient?

Qiuqiu should be at the senior colleague's house, and he should be doing well.

Also, the senior is so skinny, even though he has regained some weight during this time, it is still far from enough.

It just so happens that the Chinese New Year is now, so it is said that every festive season puts on three catties, and the seniors will also become a little fatter, right?

Well, a little fatter looks better.

I look forward to seeing the seniors after the festival...

"Brother! Be careful!"

Gu Zhou was too absent-minded, the small firecracker exploded in his hand, and he felt hot and numb for a moment, and then he immediately threw away the things in his hand, but his hand was still slightly injured.

Fortunately, the small firecrackers are very small, and they are special safety firecrackers made at home, and their power is so small that they can be ignored. A small injury is not a hindrance in Gu Zhou's opinion.

Gu Zhou didn't say anything, but his cousin cried out in fright, and summoned the parents with a woo-wah.

So Gu Zhou went to get alcohol to disinfect, wrapped the bag in gauze, and went back to the room under the pretext of resting.

This ancestral house is too tough, with enough rooms to accommodate four families who occasionally come home for the New Year.

Gu Zhou also has a separate room here. Since he doesn't live there often, the room is quite small, but since his grandma's house has an aunt who cleans it, it is still beautiful and clean.

Gu Zhou lay on the bed.

Inevitably, he thought of Fu Junzhuo again.

He suddenly discovered that now he was dreaming about Fu Junzhuo, he would think of Fu Junzhuo when he woke up in the morning, he would think about it when he was eating, he would think about it when he was doing homework, and he would think about it when he was playing.

Think about anything.

Inexplicably, not knowing what he was thinking, Gu Zhou was a little angry with himself.

He thought about it, and went to Baidu to search for "every day I miss someone, why is that".

Baidu honestly jumped out of the first article: "Why do I think about a person every day?_Baidu Knows"

Gu Zhou clicked in.

He saw several answers:

The first one is: "Why do you miss him? In fact, you know best in your heart. You miss him because you have feelings, you miss him because you care about him, and you miss him because you can't let go. In this case, why do you keep him in your heart? You should Whatever you think, do it!"

The second is: "Why, call him and tell him."

The third one is: "One is that you love him, and the other is that you are a bit idle. The normal situation is these two reasons. Don't tell me that he owes you money. You just think about him paying you back every day. Haha, I'm just kidding."

Then there are a few more items, which together are: "I fell in love with him", "Because you care about him", "It must be important in your heart, go find it if you think about it", "This is love~", " Like him, don't you?"

Gu Zhou was holding the phone, shaking his hand and hitting the bridge of his nose, the pain was so painful that he almost burst into tears.

But he quickly ignored the pain, covered his nose, and sat up abruptly.