After returning to China, the paranoid little boyfriend went crazy

【He said he wished me a happy birthday last year and made a wish.

But he didn't tell me what the wish was, because it wouldn't work if he said it.

If you are like me, it will definitely come true. 】

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"What a coincidence..." Fu Sheng frowned slightly, "I've never heard that her family has twins before."

"They don't look alike at all." Xu Ci lowered her head.

The two children have completely different looks. Although it is only a cursory glance, one can be seen as a fat one with round eyes and a thin one with long eyes.

"The skinny kid's eyes are a bit like..." Fu Sheng glanced at Xu Ci who was stepping on stones with his head down, and swallowed back the second half of the sentence.

It's all over, there's no need to...

"Like Lin Ran."

"..."

Fu Sheng wanted to get rid of the topic, but Xu Ci didn't do what he wanted.

Xu Ci held Fu Sheng's finger: "As delicate as her."

Fu Sheng thought of Lin Ran who had disappeared, and sighed softly, "Can we just pretend we don't know about this?"

"Um……"

It is really hard not to associate this child with people. The victim of the 163 Incident who set fire to his parents and jumped off the building before was called Huang Le, which is very similar to Huang Yin's name pattern.

Secondly, when Fu Sheng asked Jiang Hui to invite Huang Yin to join the group, Huang Yin said at that time that the child in the family had just turned one year old and within a few months, Fu Sheng returned a four-digit red envelope.

Regardless of the child's age or Huang Yin's attitude, the other child who suddenly appeared was very likely to be related to Lin Ran.

The two-bedroom, one-living room where Du Qiuchuan died was rented by a woman. The monitoring of the community was only kept for [-] days, and no information about the tenant was found.

So the police went to retrieve the historical monitoring of the nearby traffic roads. In fact, they did not find any traces of Lin Ran's appearance, nor did they find any traces of the victims of the 163 incident.

In the past two years, who was taking care of the child in that rental house?

If it's really Huang Yin, what's the relationship between her and Huang Le?What kind of communication did she have with Lin Ran, and why did she help Lin Ran raise this child who should not have been born?

All these are unknown mysteries, but even if Du Qiuchuan's case is with the relevant departments, it has temporarily come to an end as a suicide, so there is no need to dig deeper into this matter.

Just pretend that you haven't found these clues, and just maintain the usual peace.

Some things are suitable for rotten in the stomach.

Xu Ci is not interested in children, he doesn't even think that child should appear in this world, but this is Lin Ran's choice.

"Don't think too much." Fu Sheng held Xu Ci in one hand and carried his backpack in the other, "Since she chose to give birth, the child is innocent. She has done a great job, at least she found a perfect baby for the child." family."

When a child is in the womb, it is a sin. The mother can decide his life or death, but since he has chosen to be born, he is just an innocent baby who knows nothing.

Although Huang Yin's family is not considered wealthy, it is considered a well-off family, with a house and a car, and her husband runs a small business. She is also very capable. Before she got married and had children, she was a special makeup artist for a movie queen.

"From the moment Du Qiuchuan died, the child has nothing to do with Lin Ran." Unexpectedly, Xu Ci was very calm.

"You're right." Fu Sheng pressed the elevator, "They will all be fine."

Xu Ci was silent all the way, and when the two entered the room, Fu Sheng turned around and was about to close the door, when he suddenly asked, "Will Lin Ran live well there?"

Fu Sheng paused slightly, with his back to Xu Ci, he said for a while, "It will be fine."

Because whether it is alive or gone, it should be the result of Lin Ran's heart.

"Will we be fine too?"

"Of course." Fu Sheng didn't hesitate this time, turned around and picked up Xu Ci and walked in, "We will live together until we are very old, and I may not be able to hug you at that time, but it doesn't matter, we can hold hands Take a walk together..."

"Look, I like you, and the whole world knows it."

Fu Sheng smiled and kissed Xu Ci on the mouth: "You like me and the whole world knows it. No one can take you away, and no one can take me away."

Xu Ci blinked his eyes slowly, Fu Sheng's words were too natural, neither sticky nor forced, as if it should be so.

"is today Okay?"

Fu Sheng just walked into the bathroom to fill the bathtub, when he heard this, he slightly raised his eyebrows: "What can I do?"

"We haven't done it for several days." Xu Ci pursed her lips.

"Then tell me clearly, what do you want today?" Fu Sheng sat on the edge of the bathtub and began to peel off Xu Ci's clothes, "How do I know what you want if you don't make it clear?"

"..." Xu Ci suddenly hugged Fu Sheng's neck, kissed him directly, and said vaguely, "I want to have sex with you."

The straightforward appeal burned Fu Sheng everywhere, his heart was hot, and the places that should be hot were also hot.

"Come by yourself." Fu Sheng leaned on the bathtub, the bathtub was not big, so Xu Ci could only sit on him.

The sound of splashing water in the bathroom kept ringing, accompanied by murmurs. It was not until the warm water gradually cooled that Fu Sheng stepped out of the bathtub with Xu Ci, who was already exhausted, and pulled a bathrobe and put it in the bathroom. The bed was cushioned.

"tired?"

"Um……"

"Then don't do it?"

"Don't..." Xu Ci hooked Fu Sheng's waist with his legs in resistance, "Move."

Fu Sheng smiled lowly, and suddenly asked, "What's my waist circumference?"

"...74."

While moving slowly, Fu Sheng asked back, "Really?"

Xu Ci got used to Fu Sheng's entry. He covered his eyes with his arms and recalled the waistline figure that Fu Sheng answered when they went shopping that day.

"It's 74..."

Fu Sheng leaned over and kissed the back of Xu Ci's neck, and pushed forward heavily: "To be precise, it's 738."

"..." Xu Ci's eyes were misty, and he grabbed Fu Sheng's arm impatiently, not understanding the difference between 738 and 74.

"You've been measuring with your legs for so long? You don't even know my exact waist size?"

Xu Ci belatedly realized that Fu Sheng was teasing her, and her ears were as red as they were in the shopping mall that day.

"...Then how much do I weigh?"

After all, Fu Sheng also hugs him every day, doesn't he?According to Fu Sheng, he should also know his own weight.

Fu Sheng was amused, the brat has now learned to fight against the general.

"I know, my little bastard only weighs 55."

Fu Sheng was talking nonsense while contradicting him. Of course he knew Xu Ci's approximate weight, but he really didn't know how to count it down to decimals. After all, if he just had a meal and a glass of water, his weight might fluctuate by a catty or two.

But Fu Sheng just relied on Xu Ci and didn't know how much he weighed at the moment, and there was no scale in the room, so it was impossible to verify the authenticity of his answer.

Xu Ci seemed to be choked up, he didn't expect him to be able to answer, he felt something was wrong and didn't know how to refute, his little face with watery eyes was stained red with suffocation.

"I know your weight, but you don't know my waistline. Shouldn't you be punished?"

"..."

Xu Ci was no match for Fu Sheng at all, let alone at this time.

He can only let Fu Sheng do whatever he wants, of course he is willing.

The hour and minute hands slowly overlapped, and the bell at twelve o'clock and Fu Sheng's blessing rang in Xu Ci's ears at the same time: "Happy birthday, son."

Xu Ci was picked up by Fu Sheng and reached a deeper depth than before.

He thought in a daze that there was nothing to be happy about birthdays.

Because in the past ten years without Fu Sheng, no one cared about his birthday at all.

He couldn't get gifts from his parents, and he didn't have the blessings of his classmates and friends because of his withdrawn temper.

Until Fu Sheng appeared, his birthday seemed to become very happy and complete every year.

When they first met, they were just Xu Ci's unrequited love, but on his birthday, Fu Sheng went all the way to find the lonely Xu Ci, personally made a small cake for him, and lit sixteen candles.

The young Fu Sheng asked him to make a wish, so Xu Ci closed his eyes and said silently in his heart: I hope Fu Sheng can like me... I hope that every birthday in the future will have him.

Fu Sheng asked him what wish he had made, but he refused to let go, because the wish would not work when he said it.

He kept his 16-year-old wish firmly in his heart, and only he knew that it had already been fulfilled, or in other words, half of it had been fulfilled.

Life is too long, and no one can guarantee what the future will look like. Only when we grow old and die, will the final answer be revealed.

……

Fu Sheng felt his neck was wet, he lowered his head and kissed the top of Xu Ci's hair: "What's wrong? Did it hurt you?"

"No..." Xu Ci was bored in Fu Sheng's arms, "No one bought me a cake last year, and no one told me happy birthday..."

"Yes..." Fu Sheng supported Xu Ci's butt with one hand, raised his chin with the other hand, and kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "You're not the only one who sent a message with a red exclamation mark."

"..." Xu Ci was stunned, tears streaming down her face.

"I told you happy birthday on time at midnight, but you couldn't receive it."

Fu Sheng walked to the sofa and sat down, and the two were still nestled together: "I made a cake, and I also made a wish for you."

Xu Ci hiccupped: "You promised...what wish?"

"I won't tell you." Fu Sheng imitated Xu Ci's way back then, and teased him, "It won't work if you say it."

Fu Sheng, who was on the other side of the ocean, looked at the cake with 23 candles alone, and for the first time pinned his future on making a wish.

He hoped that Xu Ci would be healthy, hoped that the breakup he said was not sincere, and hoped that they would still have a chance to grow old together.

Not only last year, but also the year before last. He would send blessings in a foreign country on time and on time, and then eat two cakes alone.

Half of their wishes have been realized, and the other half is in the future.

"Then don't talk about it..." Xu Ci hiccupped again, it smelled like milk.

Fu Sheng gave him a smile with a smile on his face: "It's almost marinated by toffee."

……

This day, Fu Sheng's Weibo was updated again:

—Happy birthday baby.

He read Xu Ci's Weibo and took a photo. In the photo, Fu Sheng covered Xu Ci's eyes with his slender and broad hands. caught.

——Holy shit, Xu Ci's birthday is today!

——What kind of fairy name is baby!

——Wife is so cute, Xu Ci's sleeping photos are so cute!Director Fu, take good care of him!

——Happy birthday, Zizi, we will always be there!

——Happy birthday, you must live a long life with Director Fu!

——Happy birthday, by the way, are you tired and fell asleep again today! ?

He was indeed tired and fell asleep. Fu Sheng took out his mobile phone and looked at the logistics. The gift he prepared for Xu Ci hadn't arrived yet, but it was already at the transit station at the moment, and it should be about the same after he woke up.

He whispered in Xu Ci's ear: "Baby, good night."

As if hearing his words, Xu Ci in her sleep rolled into his arms without any mistake, her hands tightly clutching the corners of his clothes.