family of doctors

It was almost ten o'clock when I got home, I went into the room and turned on the light, seeing the snowflakes on the other person's body, and the hair was still dripping, looking quite embarrassed, the two looked at each other, couldn't help but smile at each other.

Shao Changgeng stretched out his hand naturally, patted the snow off Shao Rong's shoulders, and said in a low voice, "I'll turn on the heating, take a hot bath first, don't catch a cold."

Shao Rong said: "It doesn't matter. Dad must be hungry just after getting off the plane. I have prepared something to eat. Let's do it."

Shao Changgeng stopped him, "Take a bath first, and then eat after washing."

Dad was so stubborn sometimes, Shao Rong couldn't compete with him, so he had to turn around and run to the bathroom with the towel.

After walking in the snow for so long, soaking in the hot water really made my whole body feel comfortable. Shao Rong put a lot of shower gel in the bathtub and rubbed it all over his body. Just as he was about to dry his body with a towel, the bathroom door was suddenly blocked. Pushing away, Shao Rong quickly dived into the water in shock, covering his whole body with foam, only his head was exposed.

Seeing how he buried himself in the foam, Shao Changgeng couldn't help teasing him: "What are you hiding? Is there anything on you that I haven't seen?"

Shao Rong looked embarrassed, wishing he could hide his head in the water, "Why didn't you knock on the door..."

"Who told you not to lock the door yourself." Shao Changgeng glanced at him with a smile, "I forgot my pajamas, I'll bring them to you." After saying that, he put the pajamas aside, turned and went out.

Only then did Shao Rong heave a sigh of relief, he stood up from the bathtub and quickly wiped his body clean, put on his pajamas and ran to the kitchen to make dinner.

Shao Changgeng stood silently in the corridor, looking at Shao Rong who was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.In the deep eyes, a different emotion gradually rose.

——It was a strong and crazy possessive desire.

In the bathroom just now, but after a quick glance, Shao Rong's naked appearance was unforgettable.

The 16-year-old boy has a well-developed body. The delicate collarbone seems to be tempting people to leave certain marks. The legs half-covered in the foam are straight and slender, and only half of the flat belly is exposed. The skin of the whole body is exposed. Under the infiltration of warm water, it seems to have a layer of lustrous luster.

The boy lying in the bathtub gave people an extremely strong visual impact. Shao Changgeng even felt that his brain went blank under the impact of this impact, and he even lost the ability to think.

Fortunately, he was calm enough to quickly stabilize his emotions.

Shao Changgeng has always been a person whose rational thinking is greater than emotional thinking. He is very clear about what he wants - not just physical possession, but complete possession - including feelings.

So, he is in no hurry.

However, Shao Rong had no idea that Shao Changgeng's feelings for him were gradually deteriorating. He simply thought that Shao Changgeng was still his most respected and trusted relative as he was when he was a child.

After busying in the kitchen, he fried several dishes and brought them to the dining table. Looking at Shao Changgeng's admiring eyes, Shao Rong felt that it was worth the time he had been busy.

"Dad, I learned this braised eggplant from a recipe. It may not be as delicious as yours." Shao Rong picked up a long strip of eggplant from the plate and put it in Shao Changgeng's bowl, "Try it."

The expectant gaze is like a puppy trying to please its owner.

Shao Changgeng's heart softened, and he asked softly: "Why are you so filial today, cooking for Dad yourself?"

Shao Rong said seriously: "You have worked so hard and you have taken care of me for so many years. Now that I have grown up, I should cook for you."

Shao Changgeng nodded, "Well, my son is so sensible, as a father, I am very touched."

"Really?" Shao Rong looked up at him, but he didn't show any emotion at all.

Shao Changgeng smiled and said, "It's just to match your lines."

"..." I knew I was tricked by him again.

"It's hard for me to be moved."

"..."

"Besides, I've cooked for you for more than ten years, and you want to impress me just by cooking me a meal. It's so naive."

"..."

Shao Changgeng changed the subject, "Cook for me every day from now on."

Shao Rong scratched his head in confusion, "But I don't cook well."

"That's why you have to practice a lot."

Shao Rong was startled, and then said: "That's right, anyway, I get out of school earlier than you every day, and I will cook in the future, as long as you don't think it tastes bad."

Shao Changgeng smiled slightly: "This is very good."

Shao Rong didn't realize at all that he had once again stepped into Shao Changgeng's trap.

As for Shao Changgeng, he just wanted to have more opportunities to eat the meals cooked by Shao Rong in the future.

He likes to look at Shao Rong's expectant eyes when he asks "Is it delicious?", likes to see his happy smile when he is appreciated, and even likes his downcast cute look when he is dismissed as "tasty".

To be honest, Shao Rong's dishes are not delicious, they are either salty or sweet, but Shao Changgeng eats them with relish. Perhaps for Shao Changgeng, all the delicacies in the world are not as good as Shao Rong's fried dishes. A plate of eggplant got him interested.

After dinner, Shao Rong put all the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, wiped the table with a rag, and mopped the floor very diligently.Shao Rong, who is serious about housework, seems to be a sensible child.

Shao Changgeng sat on the sofa and saw how busy he was, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.

Shao Rong quickly walked over to Shao Changgeng and sat down, "What is Dad looking at?"

"News." Shao Changgeng put down the newspaper in his hand and said, "Didn't you have a gift for me?"

"Almost forgot." Shao Rong got up and went to the bedroom, took out a piece of paper from the drawer, returned to the living room, and handed it to Shao Changgeng as if offering a treasure.

Shao Changgeng opened it, only to see a small poem written on a piece of snow-white rice paper: "Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one column think of the year in China. Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, Wangdichun's heart entrusted cuckoos. Moonlight pearl in the sea There are tears, and the sun is warm in Lantian, and the jade is full of smoke. This feeling can be remembered, but it was already at a loss."

The seal of "Shao Rong's Seal" is also printed in the lower right corner.

Shao Changgeng suppressed a smile and asked, "What is this?"

Shao Rong scratched his head: "I wrote the words myself."

Shao Changgeng was a little surprised, "When did you learn to write calligraphy?" Shao Rong seemed to have changed a lot after being away for a year. Not only did he look mature, but he also learned to write calligraphy.

This cognition made Shao Changgeng's mood suddenly complicated.

Shao Rong said seriously: "The school offers extracurricular interest classes. I am very interested in calligraphy, so I went to learn it for a semester." After a pause, "Dad, look, how is my handwriting?"

The calligraphy written by Shao Rong is correct and timeless, just like a printed copybook. Through the handwriting, it seems to remind the owner of the master who is serious and devoted when writing with the brush.

Shao Changgeng's gaze scanned the four lines of small characters again, and finally nodded in appreciation and said, "It's well written."

Looking at the "Shao Rong's Seal" in the lower left corner, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth. This little guy actually carved a famous seal and printed it in a serious manner, like a calligrapher. It is quite funny to look at.

Shao Rong's eyes were filled with unconcealable joy from his father's rare praise, "Does Dad really think it's good? Then I'll write another one for you as a gift."

Shao Changgeng said, "Okay, let's write now, and I'll take a look at how you write."

"En!" Shao Rong nodded, turned around and walked to the study room, took out a piece of paper and spread it on the table, then took a brush and inkstone from the bookshelf, and placed them in the upper right corner.

After everything was ready, Shao Rong gently rolled up his sleeves, reached out to pick up the brush, and began to write slowly on the paper.

I haven't seen him for a whole year, and Shao Rong's childishness has faded a lot. The appearance of lowering his head and holding a pen to write seriously has completely broken away from the cuteness and innocence of his childhood, and has a little more charm that belongs to a teenager.

Bending down slightly, looking at the tip of the pen, the thin bangs gently drooping down to cover the forehead, such a meticulous profile made Shao Changgeng's heart throb.

Holding the brush with his slender fingers, Shao Rong wrote four beautiful characters like flowing water——

I am safe.

After writing four words, he raised his head and looked at Shao Changgeng.

"Father, these four words are for you. You are busy and tired in the hospital every day. I don't ask for anything else. I just hope that you will be safe and sound all the time."

The boy's eyes were as bright as the stars in the dark night.

The last line of defense in his heart seemed to be defeated by something, Shao Changgeng's Adam's apple rolled, and he was unable to say a word for a long while.

A lifetime of peace, that was written by Shao Rong himself for him, each stroke was written with extra seriousness, and it also represented the most sincere wishes from the heart of the writer.

At that moment, Shao Changgeng suddenly wanted to hug this exciting guy tightly into his arms and kiss him fiercely.

Fortunately, the emotional impulse was eventually suppressed by rationality. Shao Changgeng quickly adjusted his mood, stretched out his hand, stroked Shao Rong's hair lightly, and said in a low voice, "This gift is very good, Dad likes it very much."

A smile floated on Shao Rong's face, "It's good that Dad doesn't dislike it."

"How can you dislike it? I'll frame what you wrote tomorrow and hang it on the wall."

"On the wall?" Shao Rong looked a little embarrassed, "If a guest comes to the house and sees my writing on the wall, he will make a joke..."

Shao Changgeng raised his eyebrows, "What are you afraid of?"

Shao Rong said: "Don't hang it in the living room. It's too exaggerated, Dad."

Shao Changgeng smiled slightly, "I didn't say to hang it in the living room." After a pause, "I will hang it in my bedroom, so that only I can appreciate your big characters. Okay?"

Shao Rong thought for a while, then nodded and said, "That's fine."

Shao Changgeng's desire for monopoly became stronger after a year of separation.He didn't even want to share the gift from Shao Rong with anyone.

I am safe forever, the simple four words are regarded as priceless treasures by Shao Changgeng.