Mr. Fu is always too annoying

Fu Qianyuan seldom felt powerless in his life, but the one that really made him feel this way was only three moments after all.

The first is when you leave Longxun Mountain without saying goodbye.

The second is when he saw Meng Qi become Fu Tong, from the little boy who had such a sweet smile before to become indifferent and alienated step by step, but he couldn't do anything about it.

The third is now.

The person he held on top of his heart stood on the edge of the cliff, and his body would be crushed to pieces if he stepped back. He was standing beside him, so close to Fu Tong, but he was still powerless, he couldn't even reach out and touch him.

Fu Qianyuan felt powerless and even more distressed.

The words Qin Yu just said pierced his heart, every word and every sentence was covered with thorns, entangled there ferociously and twistedly, and the slightest touch was bloody.

"You have experienced joy and warmth. You like this world so much, but one day, in a certain moment, you suddenly realize that these are all fake."

"You think you're loved all your life, but you're actually lonely. You think your life is safe and happy, but it's just a self-righteous joke."

"You have felt the warmth so clearly, and you are about to be pulled back into the cold abyss before you even get out of this warm world... If it were you, what would you do?"

What happens when people who have experienced warmth lose their warmth?

Meng Qi lost once, and since then the laughing cub on Longxun Mountain has disappeared, and Fu Tong walked into the world with a heavy body, if he loses again, what will happen?

Fu Qianyuan didn't dare to think about it at all.

It's all his fault.

Only blame him.

All the pain that the person he loves the most has suffered in this life is because of him.

Fu Qianyuan closed his eyes, the depression and hostility in his heart surged back and forth, and he couldn't suppress it until his eyes were scarlet.

Repressed.

Forbearance.

silent.

……

The night is fading.

Fu Qianyuan stood motionless in the darkness, and after an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a slight sound from the bedroom.

Thinking that Fu Tong had woken up, Fu Qianyuan raised his eyes, the hostility and gloom on his body dissipated as he turned around, and changed into Fu Tong's favorite feeling again, opened the door and entered the bedroom.

As soon as I entered, I noticed something was wrong.

It was Fu Tong's breath, which suddenly became chaotic the moment he came in. The original peace became irritable, and there was a lot of helplessness and panic. The small voice that I heard just now became clear, it was actually... crying Voice.

Fu Tong was crying.

The voice is very small, it is the kind of crying that is extremely sad but does not want to be known, suppressed and forbeared.

Fu Qianyuan was suffocated, and hurried over, only to find that Fu Tong was not awake yet when he got closer. People who used to like to sleep in various relaxing sleeping positions are now curled up in a ball as if looking for a sense of security, and their eyelashes are wet with tears. , trembling non-stop, the whole person looked fragile.

And almost at the same time when he saw these, Fu Tong was awakened by a dream, and suddenly sat up. When he realized that there was someone in front of him, he raised his head. , Undefended, pierced into Fu Qianyuan's heart.

The heart is cut like a knife, with mixed flavors.

No one could understand what Fu Qianyuan was feeling at this moment.

But he couldn't show anything, he could only pretend nothing happened, reached out and hugged the panic-stricken person in front of him, and softly coaxed him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Zai Zai, what's the matter, did you have another nightmare? "

Fu Tong didn't speak, and his two claws struggled unconsciously, as if trying to grab something.

He kept struggling, anxious and flustered, until he was held by Fu Qianyuan, like a drowning man finally catching driftwood, he calmed down slowly, and nodded wearily.

But still nothing was said.

Such a Zai is obviously not quite right, Fu Qianyuan frowned, holding A Zai's cold claws, his voice became softer and softer: "It's okay, Zai Zai, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I am here, I will always be here."

When he said the previous words, Fu Tong didn't react at all, but when he heard his last sentence "I've been here", he suddenly raised his head and looked straight at Fu Qianyuan.

Fu Qianyuan was startled.

And Fu Tong's reaction like this was also fleeting, and soon he lowered his head again, still in the same silent posture as before, as if what happened just now was just Fu Qianyuan's illusion, and it never happened before.

Fu Qianyuan gradually became uneasy: "Zai Zai, what's the matter? Is it because of those dreams I just felt uncomfortable? Don't be sad, or tell me, okay? You know, no matter when, I just want you to be well." .”

Fu Tong lowered his head, and after another period of silence, he finally spoke out in a hoarse voice: "...I know."

Fu Qianyuan looked at him, the uneasiness in his heart not only did not weaken because of his response, but got deeper and deeper, he couldn't help but hug the cub in his arms tighter, and said softly: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it , it will get better soon... Zai Zai, you just woke up thirsty, do you want to drink some water first?"

As he spoke, he reached out and brought over a pink cat-mao thermos that was placed next to him-this is his habit, because Fu Tong's throat is always dry, and he likes to drink water first when he wakes up, so Fu Qianyuan will always be there first. Prepare a cup on the bedside so that his family can drink it immediately.

The cup was given by Wen Lang, the health care cub, and it has a good heat preservation effect. After a few hours of drying there, the temperature is just right.

Fu Qianyuan tried it, and felt that there was no problem. It was the feeling that his son liked it, so he handed it to Fu Tong: "The water temperature is just right, son, drink a little first, and then... didn't you say you wanted to go out for a walk? How about going to Zhoushui Street first?"

"..."

Fu Tong was still silent, his back was stiff and his head was getting lower and lower.

Fu Qianyuan rubbed A Zai's paws, didn't notice his abnormal condition, and continued to speak: "Bai Tang said that there is a new nice dessert shop, next to the herbal tea shop you like, and the The small cakes and cookies are delicious, and next to it is the hot pot restaurant that you said was delicious last time, and there are also cotton candy shops outside, let’s go to the fire first—"

"Can you just stop talking?!"

Fu Tong raised his head suddenly, and interrupted Fu Qianyuan's words violently. He frowned and sat there, surrounded by a gloomy atmosphere, and his voice almost seemed to be growling: "I said I got it, you Can you stop talking?! I don't want to hear anything! I don't want to go anywhere! I don't want to! I don't want to! You know what? I don't want to do anything!"

The more he spoke, the more irritable he became, as if someone who had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out. His breathing was rapid, his tail was straight and tense, and he was struggling to get out of Fu Qianyuan's embrace. Steady, he was instantly kicked out by Fu Tong's claws.

"Boom-"

The glass fell to the floor with a dull thump, and the water in it soaked the carpet, leaving a heavy and unsightly water stain on the warm colour.

"..."

All this happened so suddenly, Fu Qianyuan watched in astonishment, and remained silent for a long time.

At the same time, Fu Tong was also stunned.

His eyes were fixed on the water stains on the carpet for a moment, his pupils constricted, as if he couldn't believe what he had just done, and when he finally realized, Fu Tong's tail trembled, his eyes suddenly turned red, helpless and flustered He looked at Fu Qianyuan: "I... I didn't mean it, and I don't know what happened to me just now, I, I..."

He said several times about me in a row, but he didn't know what to say next.

Fu Tong was very flustered, he didn't know what was wrong with him, he just knew that he had a dream that made him feel very sad, and when he woke up, his heart seemed to be blocked by something, very dull, he hated this feeling , wanted to vent it, but didn't know what to do, so he could only endure it, the more he endured, the more irritable he became, the more he lost control, until finally he couldn't restrain himself, and became as irritable as before. in front of people.

He doesn't like himself like that.

That made me feel flustered and even more scared.

Fu Tong looked at Fu Qianyuan in panic, his eyes were getting redder and his voice was hoarse: "I really didn't mean it, and I don't know why it happened...Really, you, don't hate me, okay? I won't It will happen again, it really won't... Don't hate me, don't hate me, okay?"

At the end of the sentence, the voice became lower and lower, and it was already crying.

That is the humbleness that should not belong to Fu Tong.

Fu Qianyuan felt a terrible pain in his heart. He looked at the red-eyed Zai Zai in obscurity, and suddenly lost all his voice and couldn't say anything.

His silence fell on Fu Tongxin, which undoubtedly made the already restless people even more panicked. Fu Tong raised his paws, trying to put them on Fu Qianyuan's hands, and draw some warmth from there that would make him feel at ease, but the one had already hit The claw in Fu Qianyuan's hand stopped abruptly the moment he saw the latter's eyes.

What kind of look was that?

It's too complicated, and it's like a fog entangled there, obscure and dull.

Fu Tong couldn't see clearly, nor could he understand, but he understood the dull pain in his heart that was so thick that it couldn't be hidden, covering the surface of the mist.

He is in pain because of himself.

This alone is enough to make Fu Tong lose all his courage.

Fu Tong's paws froze there, and after a moment of silence, he lowered his eyes, as if he had suddenly lost all his strength, and withdrew his hand slumped.

After receiving half of it, my hands suddenly felt warm.

Fu Qianyuan stretched out his hand and took his claws back into his palm. The grip was urgent and tight, with an indescribable meaning of possession and retention.

Fu Tong was stunned, raised his head in a trance, and in the next second, he slammed into Fu Qianyuan's eyes. Those eyes were still deep and obscure, and the pain inside still existed, but the owner of the eyes was smiling, using such gentle The voice said to him: "It's okay, it's okay."

Five words, so gentle, made Fu Tong feel even more sad.

His eyes were red again, wet and covered with water mist, and looked like they were about to fall down at any time. Seeing this, Fu Qianyuan held A Zai's claws up and stroked his eyes, and slowed down his voice to comfort him: " Don't cry."

But these two words were obviously useless. Two seconds after the words fell, Ah Zai's tears also fell, wet the fur around his eyes and the tips of his paws.

"Why are you crying so much now?"

Fu Qianyuan took out a paper towel from the side helplessly, and after wiping Ah Zai's face, he wiped his paws.

When doing this, his movements were meticulous and his expression was very serious. The unbearable emotions in his eyes were taken back, leaving only the usual deep and peaceful. Maybe it's not true, but just an illusion deliberately disguised, but At this time, Fu Tong got a lot of comfort from it.

The two of them didn't mention what happened before, and the oppressive feeling around them slowly eased under this whitewashed peace.

Fu Azai sniffed, looked at his claws held by Fu Qianyuan, and looked at the latter's gentle eyebrows, his heart that had sunk to the bottom of the valley gradually warmed up, and his tail wobbled unconsciously For a moment, it looks a little silly and a little cute.

There was a gentle smile in Fu Qianyuan's eyes, and he rubbed Azai's claws: "Do you still want to cry?"

"Huh? Uh... this, this..."

Fu Azai's eyes were erratic, and he faltered when he spoke shyly. He raised his head and blinked a few times schemingly, trying to make his eyes less red and destroy the evidence of crying just now.

He looks cute and lively, Fu Qianyuan looked at it, and finally felt relieved.

He smiled, put his hand down and rubbed Azai's head, hesitated for a few seconds, rubbed Azai's head, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Do you want to go out now? If you don't want to..."

He originally wanted to say that we are fine at home if he doesn't want to, but just in the middle of speaking, he heard Fu Azai speak, very eager.

"Thought, of course I did!"

Fu Tong looked at him nervously: "Didn't you just say that you would take me to Zhoushui Street? You also said that there are particularly good small cake hot pot and marshmallows there, and I want them all, so let's go there, okay? "

The more he asked, the more nervous he became, his heart was terribly disturbed, and his voice unconsciously lowered a little, for fear that Fu Qianyuan would reject him because of what happened just now.

Fu Azai thinks this is very possible.

The soft-spoken coaxing person was murdered. The murderer is so fickle. He said he wanted to go out and said he didn't want to go out. If it was him, he would have rubbed this person on the ground long ago. Such a good temper.

but……

Fortunately, no matter when, Fu Qianyuan is willing to spoil him.

"Okay, let's go out."

Fu Qianyuan nodded in response, got up and took a scarf from the closet to wrap Ah Zai in it, "But don't go to Zhoushui Street yet, Zai Zai, I will take you to another place."

He was holding a thick cashmere scarf. The house is relatively warm, and it was uncomfortable to be surrounded by circles like this, but Fu Azai didn't say anything. He looked up and let Fu Qianyuan wrap himself in the scarf, his eyes sparkling. : "Where are you going?"

When I asked the words, what I got was a gentle kiss between the eyebrows, and Fu Qianyuan's deep voice rang in my ears——

"Raise high."

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