[Korean Entertainment GD] Love slowly

Whenever he thinks of himself before one and a half years old, Quan Shenglong has an unbearable feeling of looking back.

He lost the first war in his life, he lost to that man.

His name is Quan Shenglong, which means better than Quan Zhilong, but he lost to that person.

That person is his father, who is said to be a famous singer.But he has never heard him sing, so he often secretly guesses that his singing must be terrible.

But he only dared to think about it in his heart, and didn't dare to say it outside.He was afraid that his father would be unhappy, and even more afraid that his mother would be unhappy.

Speaking of which, he used to take it for granted that his mother's favorite person was himself.It wasn't until that man appeared that he knew that his mother's favorite person was his father.

In his earliest memory, he was surrounded mostly by women.He divided them into two categories: mothers and others.He could tell which of them was the mother and which were the others by the smell.Now he recognizes them by smell, face, and voice: grandma, aunt, nursing aunt.

During that period of unexamined life, one of the things that impressed him the most was related to his unintentional laugh.

At a gathering of a group of people, he was lifted high and then fell quickly. The pleasure brought by dizziness and weightlessness made him unable to control his expression. He laughed loudly, and then he heard a pleasant voice saying: "Mom, hurry up!" Look, his smile is exactly the same as Zhilong's when he was a child."

"Really, like Zhilong, he also likes to be teased by others. The more people there are, the more crazy he will be." An old and kind voice said.

Then, he was transferred to this person's arms, watched by her, and heard her say: "Your father became acquainted later, Shenglong, don't you want to imitate him, okay?"

He thought it was about him, but he didn't know how to react, so he looked at his mother and heard her say, "Baby, say 'OK'."

"Ah." He looked at his mother's mouth shape, trying to learn the pronunciation, but when he opened his mouth, he made the simplest sound.

Amidst the laughter, he buried his head in the chest of the person who was holding him, and heard a voice say: "This child looks shy like Zhilong when he was a child."

In this memory, he was obviously the protagonist, but another person stole the limelight.

According to them, this person was his father, but he had no impression of that person until he was one year and two months old.

Because he didn't have much impression, he never had doubts, and he didn't feel that there was something missing in his life.But soon, this comfortable life ended forever with the return of the man.

It was a weekend after Christmas, he was woken up early in the morning, put on handsome children's clothes, sneakers, held his mother's hand, and stood at the gate of the yard.

He opened his arms to want his mother to hug him, and heard her say: "Today your father officially ends his military service and returns home after leaving the army. You have to get along with him well, and you can't be willful. Do you hear me?" He squatted down and kissed him on the cheek.

The familiar sweet scent hit his face, and he couldn't stand the temptation︱ and was about to throw himself into that embrace, but his mother suddenly stood up, took his hand, and looked towards the door.

Following his mother's gaze, he saw that the door was opened, a pair of red shoes moved quickly, a backpack was thrown to the ground with a "swish", and then his hands were empty, and his mother disappeared.

He looked up and saw that his mother was being hugged and kissed by a man—not on the cheek but on the lips.Mother gasped, leaned back, bent an unbelievable arc, raised one hand to grab the air, seemed to be struggling in pain, as if--being bullied.

In a hurry, he hugged the man's calf, trying to pull him away, but he lifted his leg and threw him away.He got up from the ground, rushed up again, opened his mouth and bit the man's calf while hugging him.There were holes in the jeans that the man was wearing, and he precisely passed through the holes, biting the flesh on his legs.

Hearing a scream of "Ah--", he wisely withdrew his mouth immediately, turned around to block in front of his mother, and looked vigilantly at the man in front of him who was gasping for air and glaring at him.

The man's hair was short and looked a little weird.As for the appearance, he thought it was very ordinary.Of course, it is only because he looks ordinary compared to him. People who have met him praise him for inheriting his mother's beauty, and the nursing aunt calls him a little puppet all day long.

Although the man looked ordinary, he had a very violent temper. It was scary when he stared at people with a cold face, but in order to protect his mother, he still bravely raised his face and looked at the man.

Just now he felt his neck was a little sore, and when his body lightened, he was picked up and turned to be at the same level as that person.Then he heard his mother's voice with a smile: "Baby, call Dad."

"No." He refused directly.

He is in a bad mood now, and he doesn't want to have a relationship with that person, and he can't pronounce that sound.

Mom laughed and sounded happy.The man looked at him, then at his mother, his face softened, he stretched out a finger to hook his hand, and said to him: "Call her, call her mother."

"Mom." He actually understood the man's words and called out accurately.

Mom laughed, hugged him and turned around, grabbed the man and walked into the room.

"You don't see him often, he can't remember you. You are an adult, don't care about him." He heard his mother say this.

"Who is this kid like? I wasn't as fierce as him when I was young. You practiced martial arts secretly when you were pregnant with him?" The man seemed to be complaining, and he sounded dissatisfied with him.

"The child is with me, rude and offended Mr. G-Dragon, how about I apologize to you on his behalf?" Mom carried him into the house and put him on the ground.

The man also entered the room, put down his bag, took off his overcoat, and said: "Ma'am, you are serious. I just said it casually. Although he has a heavy mouth, fortunately, he is not strong. There should be no scars on his legs."

He was stretching out his arms to help his mother take off his thick coat when he was suddenly picked up and put on the sofa.When he came back to his senses and turned his face to look, he found that his mother was squatting on the ground, lifting the corner of the man's trousers, and hurriedly asked: "The tooth marks are a bit deep, Zhilong, how are you? Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately, it doesn't hurt very much." The man said so, but his face was full of pain.

For some reason, seeing that person's expression, Quan Shenglong thought of two words: Liar.

But the strange thing is that even he can see things, but mother can't see it.

She stood up, frowned at him for a while, and then said: "He is your father, and he can't be like this in the future. Did Quan Shenglong hear that?"

This was the first time he heard his full name from his mother, and he instinctively felt a strong sense of reproach, and he was a little scared.To get rid of this feeling, he nodded quickly.Looking at his father's face from the corner of his eye, he saw a sly smile unexpectedly, and he couldn't help but shudder.

He had a feeling: If it was a war just now, he lost to that person.

He felt faintly uneasy in his heart, feeling that his smooth life would be covered with thorns from now on.In the future, he will lose more.

Sure enough, he first lost the right to be willful, and then he lost the right to eat.

He was just one year and two months old at the time, and his "meal" was of course breast milk.Although I started to eat some complementary foods, I still breastfed more often.Because of this, he sleeps with his mother at night all the time so he can eat whenever he wants.

That night, three people slept in the big bed that originally belonged to him and his mother.

The man, his father, had the audacity to share a bed with them.Obviously there are so many vacant rooms in this house, but he insists on squeezing with them.Although the bed was very wide and long, it would still be inconvenient for one more person, especially for him.

He was used to breastfeeding before going to bed, but this day he heard someone suggest while eating: "Should I switch to formula feeding in the future? Then Enxi can take it at night."

Eun-hee is his aunt who takes care of him during the day, and a distant relative of his father.

"Wait a little longer, it's still early." He heard his mother say this.

As soon as I breathed a sigh of relief, I heard my father say: "Where is it early? He looks smarter than a three-year-old child, and he is a ghost."

"But he's only one year and two months old. Didn't you sleep with your mother until you were five?"

"It's different. I'm the maknae at home, of course I can do that. He's the eldest son, how can he be so used to it? The most important thing is, what do you do when you're tired?"

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

"Besides him, you have to deal with me, I'm afraid you will be too tired..."

"Quan Zhilong, please be quiet, don't make bad ideas, this child understands it in his heart." He heard his mother say in a low voice.

"I knew our child would be smart, but now it seems that it's better to be stupid. How come he eats endlessly, does it happen every night?"

"Almost. But it will be fine soon, he is going to fall asleep." Quan Shenglong heard his mother's low voice.

As they wished, he closed his eyes tightly, stopped sucking, and he was gently put aside.

Just now he was exhausted by eating "rice" with all his strength, and he really fell asleep after a while.

After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by a burst of noise.He rubbed his eyes and turned over, trying to avoid the noise that disturbed his sleep, but he couldn't dodge no matter what.He listened carefully, feeling a little creepy.

He heard suppressed gasps coming from somewhere in the room, as well as suppressed screams and intermittent moans.The sound was a bit like when my mother was kissed by that man in the morning.

This association made him feel confused, a little annoyed, a little scared, and a little wronged.

He covered his eyes, turned over again, opened them quietly, stretched out a hand to touch the side, but there was no one.He got up quickly, looked around blankly, and by the soft light of the corner lamp, he found that he was alone on the big bed.

There were three people on the bed before going to bed, and now he is alone: ​​Mom and Dad are gone.The sound that woke him up suddenly disappeared, replaced by low voices and chuckles.

He quickly lay down, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.He heard them get up, leave, and come back after a while.Gently, he felt someone lying beside him, and he recognized it was his mother by the smell.He really wanted to rub her over and hug her, but in the end he held back and didn't move.

He heard his mother whispering: "Sleep well, don't pester me, he should wake up in a while."

"Let me kiss you, and I'll let you go." That man's voice.

"If you don't want to sleep on the carpet, just stay there and don't move around."

"If you stay with me like you did just now, I would like to sleep on the carpet for the rest of my life."

Hearing this sentence, Quan Shenglong vaguely wanted to understand that strange thing: So the two of them slept together on the carpet just now!Listening to my father's tone, he is not accepting punishment, but rather a reward.

Inexplicably, he felt that he had become redundant.

He heard his mother say, "If I kick you out of bed, you'll still be sleeping on the carpet all your life."

"Don't be so cruel. You know that I love you and cannot leave you. The two years of enlisting in the army were all made up by missing you and your child."

"Child? Miss? Are you serious?" He heard his mother laugh.

"Of course it's true. Anyway, he's our boy, and I love you, and I love him, of course."

"This child is really cute. Anyone who sees him will like it, but he loves to pester others."

"Take it easy, he will grow up, our life has just begun..."

"Well……"

There was another strange noise, and for a while he heard his mother gasp and say, "I think it's necessary to put the baby in the middle."

"No, what should I do if I overwhelm him?"

"Then let go and stay away from me. I have to take care of the children."

"Okay, call me if you need my help."

He heard his mother say "um", and then he felt someone looking at him above his head.Opening his eyes, seeing a familiar face, he hummed twice, and his mother knowingly picked him up and carried him to the bathroom in the bedroom for convenience.

After it was over, he buried his face in his mother's arms and was hugged to bed by her.He held onto her skirt tightly, for fear that she would leave him again.He felt his mother touch his forehead, and asked softly, "what's the matter, baby, is there any discomfort?"

He called out "Mom", his eyes suddenly became hot, and tears gushed out without warning.

He'd heard that he hadn't been a crybaby since birth, and that the signals he used to express his needs were known to his mother.He didn't know what the tears were going to express this time, and he didn't want his mother to know—he instinctively felt that the request would not be met.

It was the first time in his life that he shed sad tears.

When I woke up the next morning, my mother found that his eyes were a little swollen, so she asked my father to prepare something for cold compresses. His father actually said, "Isn't this child swollen because he ate too much last night?"

When the nursing aunt was helping to reduce the swelling, she quietly asked him: "Have you been wronged, baby?"

He bit his lip and said, "No."

After crying, overnight, he felt that he had grown up.

After that, he silently accepted the fact that his father shared the same bed with them.Play with the nursing aunt during the day, eat complementary food and drink milk powder in coordination.He is used to his parents disappearing together for a period of time at night, and he is used to sleeping undisturbed until dawn.

Mom seems to be getting better and better, and Dad is getting more and more kind to him, and occasionally plays with him for a while.He still can only call mom, not dad, but dad doesn't seem to be unhappy about it.

This peaceful life lasted for more than three months, until an accident happened.

One night, when he slept until midnight, he heard his father say, "He's going to be one and a half years old soon, and it's time to wean him. You can only go out to work after weaning you. Don't you still want to work?"

"Nothing during the day, mainly at night."

"Let him sleep with Enxi at night, or send him to live with his grandma for a few days."

"Or send it to his grandmother's house in America." He heard his mother say with a smile.

"Good idea, that's it." He heard his father agree excitedly.

He had heard his mother mention America, and he knew it was far away from where he lived.It looked like they were planning to get rid of him.

He didn't cry, tears are the most useless things.What should be lost will still be lost, and he has learned to accept the reality.

But it turned out that he was still too young at the time to restrain his temper, and eventually hurt his father and angered his mother.

On the second day after they agreed to send him to the United States, when his mother washed his hands, he found that his nails were a bit long and wanted to cut them off. When his father heard about it, he volunteered to cut them for him.He was not very happy, thinking that his father was just trying to please his mother.But he couldn't decide this matter, so he obediently reached out and let his father cut it.

Although it was the first time for Dad to do this kind of thing, he was very attentive in cutting. Mom watched from the side and praised a few words from time to time.Suddenly he felt a pinprick-like pain in his hand, and couldn't help crying out.Dad quickly took back the scissors and picked up his finger. Mom looked at it and said, "If you scratch a little skin, don't cry, baby, I'll stop here today, and I won't cut it."

Probably to comfort him, Dad stretched out his hand to hug him. As soon as he raised his hand and struggled, he heard another scream of "Ah—" and then heard his mother's crying voice: "My God, Quan Shenglong, you What did you do?"

What did he do?He scratched Dad's face.

I saw a bloodstain from the right side of the face to the neck, not very deep but very long.His father didn't make any more noise after screaming, because he was busy calming his agitated mother.After regaining her senses, his mother quickly went to the family medicine box to treat his father's wound, without blaming him again.

But from that day on, he was officially weaned: Mom ran out of milk because she was shocked and angry.

He slept with his nursing aunt that night, and wanted to pee in the middle of the night, so he called "Mom", and the aunt got up to hug him, and he heard her say: "Your mother hates your father getting hurt the most, let alone his face... oh, there is Sometimes the parents are too loving, it may not be a good thing for the children..."

He listened to her rambling, and instantly understood the reason of the matter.

When he said goodbye the next day, he called "Daddy" for the first time.

His father had something on his face, and he seemed to be in good spirits. He even hugged him and confessed a few words.Mom took him, pinched his face, and said, "Don't you know that your father relies on his face for food? You almost made him lose his face. Do you know how serious it is?"

"Mom, I'm sorry."

After apologizing, he went to kiss his mother's face, and was taken away by his father as soon as he touched it: "It's all saliva, is it dirty?"

He was a little aggrieved, so he pouted, and his mother came up and kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Okay baby, you have to be obedient when you go to grandma's house, and don't tire grandma, you know?"

"Got it. Goodbye, mother. Goodbye, father."

He said goodbye to them, and at the same time he said goodbye to his old self.It was very sad at the time, but now that I think about it, this is what people often call growing pains.

Two years later, Quan Shenglong became the real eldest son of the Quan family - he had a younger sister.

This made him feel that he was already a man. As an elder brother, he had the responsibility to pass on his life insights to his younger sister who was like a blank sheet of paper.

That night, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he came to the stroller, looked at his younger sister who was just a week old, and said, "You may not understand the following words, but as an older brother, I still want to tell you that it is the first gift for my younger sister." A gift: Our mother, she will like you, but not more than me. She likes me, but not more than my father. The real thing is often cruel, but we have to learn to accept it, because this is our Life."

Outside the door, Quan Zhilong, who accidentally heard his son's life reflections full of vicissitudes, was stunned, and finally his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

The author has something to say: "Love Slowly" ends here.

I started preparing this article in October last year, started writing it in mid-December, finished it at the end of March this year, and uploaded all the following chapters today. For me, it is a fulfillment of my wish.

This article was written based on suggestions from readers.I didn't know who they were at first, but in the process of writing, I fell in love with BB and Quan Zhilong, so I hope they can find their own happiness in reality.