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Meng Yi has been a sleep aid anchor for two years, and he is best at drawing people into the story with his eloquent tone.

Serious fans often say that no matter what he reads, he has a kind of contradictory and inexplicable power. He is very lazy and casual.

Like a clumsy little snail shaking its tentacles to kiss the wind, it seems that the wind is being teased by him, but in fact he longs to be touched by the wind.

Fu Ge saw Meng Yi's heart thoroughly from the first moment he saw him, so every word he said seemed to be comforting someone's nerves.

"If she just wants to have another child, she can choose the strongest baby to go. Why did she run to the orphanage several times, always hiding in the corner and peeping at you, and asked me in frustration: I Does my angel not like me, he seems to be reluctant to go with me..."

Meng Yi whimpered, "How could you not like it? I like my mother the most. I'm afraid I won't be able to support myself. She loves getting sick and troubles others."

Fu Ge laughed, and rubbed the soft flesh on his chin with his fingertips, "You are really like her. When you were a child, you were afraid of making her sad, so you didn't go with her. Now she has no face to see you, and even the hospital doesn't like you." Come."

"I'll go! I'll go! I'll go if my mother doesn't come!"

Meng Yi pursed his lips, wondering if saying such words in front of his new father would make people sad, so he asked in a low voice: "Little dad, can I take my mother to the hospital for a while?"

"Of course, there's no need to be so careful. I'll ask Qi Han to assign the hospital to you if you see each other like this again."

"No no no! No more!"

Meng Yi shook his head vigorously, "Save some for Qi Han, even the coal boss can't help being so extravagant."

He didn't know when his eyes got wet, but when he realized that a tear had already rolled out, Fu Ge wiped it away for him, "Our young master dropped a big golden bean."

After all, he was still embarrassed, he plunged into the blanket and couldn't get up, Fu Ge poked him and then Gu Yong, "Now you know how to be ashamed?"

Meng Yi hummed and muttered, "Little Daddy, give me a hug."

Fu Ge laughed dotingly, and the muffled laughter passed to him across his shoulders, "I can't hug me anymore, it takes a lot of effort to move, come hug me."

So Meng Yi lay on his shoulders like a puppy, took someone's hand and put it on his forehead, and said stickily: "When I was young, I had nightmares. My mother hugged me like this, and my brother even ran over." Snoring my head."

Fu Ge pinched his face to play, and said: "Then we still have a process to go, shall I call your brother over and snore you?"

Meng Yi shook his head, "Yes... that brother, he was very good to me before, very good..."

Fu Ge narrowed his eyes, "If you really want to, go back and find him. I know Qi Han and Ah Jue, and they won't use low-level methods. The Meng family has always left you room to go back."

Meng Yi thought for a while and said, "Forget it. The elder brother who is very good to me has gone too far. I can't catch up. I just want to see my mother."

"Okay, whatever."

Fu Ge wrung his eyebrows, "Take it as a dream, and it will be clear for the rest of your life from now on."

At this tender moment between the father and son, the shabby eyes on the opposite side were red, and there was a gnashing of teeth when he spoke, "Why are you so affectionate, you have to hug that brat's head and say, it's been so many years , Your dad has never hugged me like this!"

Fu Juehan snorted, "You're so big, you're more than Xiaobao, why is Dad hugging you like this?"

"Don't talk nonsense with me, hurry up and leave me! Other people's honeymoon is a two-person world, just you two are not too crowded, you two go to the next island."

Fu Juehan was too willing to watch him suffocate, imitating Meng Yi's tone, "I won't leave, I'll just annoy you."

"Hey—" Qi Han wished he could turn 35 corners, "You're not afraid of me at all now, are you? Isn't it the time when you were so afraid and hated that you wanted to stab me to death every day a few years ago? "

Fu Juehan folded his arms and directly filled the sarcasm, "Wake up, you have a clear understanding of your family status, you are lucky that you don't have a dog at home, otherwise you will have to follow the four-seater car in the future Run away."

Qi Han was so angry that his wounds burst open on the spot, screaming and shouting, Meng Yi was so frightened that he raised his head suddenly, "Have you made trouble with savages?"

Fu Ge smiled and scratched the tip of his nose, "It's your dad, I guess he's jealous again."

Meng Yi curled his lips, ran to Fu Juehan, and said to Qi Han while running: "Dad, the gift I prepared is still in your tent!"

Qi Han lay on Fu Ge's shoulder and asked perfunctorily, "What?"

Meng Yi: "Purple pants! I wish you purple butt!"

Before he could finish speaking, he threw a coconut shell over, "A debt collection gadget! Get out of here!"

Fu Juehan took the man captive to the boat and said he wanted to go fishing at sunset.

Qi Han tried his best, and finally got his wish when Fu Ge hugged his head. When he returned to the tent, he saw Meng Yi's gift in the corner.

It was a small box with a square shape. You could tell at a glance that it was not underwear. He opened it with a face so indifferent that he couldn't see the anticipation at all. Fu Ge just came in, walked to the side and leaned on his shoulder, "Yes what?"

Qi Han was stunned for two seconds when he saw that thing, his eyes were red, "This child..."

I saw a small pink box containing a miniature version of the Lego castle, with flower beds and fountains inside, just like what Fu Juehan promised his son when he was young.

There is also a photo in the middle of the castle. In the photo, Fu Juehan is standing in the enlarged version of the Lego castle that Meng Yita gave him, smiling very lightly, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Fu Ge turned over the photo and found a yellow hand-painted Pikachu with a line of twisted and twisted small characters underneath, written by Meng Yi——

"Daddy and little dad, don't be sorry, I'll help you give back your childhood."

The sunset over the sea is simply beautiful.

The evening wind drove the orange clouds to the connecting line between the sea and the sky, so the sunset glow dripped from the sky to the sea like melting ice cream.

Layers of ice cream slowly melted away, rippling a layer of sparkling luster on the sea.

Meng Yi was sitting in such a sunset, sitting on the white deck, sitting on the surface of the water that he was most afraid of, with an amazing corner of the world in front of his eyes, and his whole world behind him.

Fu Juehan hugged him behind him, Fu Ge and Qi Han were waiting for them on the beach. He had a lover after he tried diving for the first time at the age of 20, and he is still 20 now. A real home of their own.

"Brother, thank you..."

He leaned back into Fu Juehan's arms, and his shaggy hair rubbed against his chin, "The feeling of the past few days, such... such a happy and harmonious life, I haven't experienced it in a lifetime."

Fu Juehan embraced his lower abdomen with one hand, rubbed him into his arms, and kissed his golden lips against the evening wind and sunset, "Everything will be fine in the future, and you will live a life like this for a long time."

He is not a person who often expresses his love, unless the love hidden in his chest has become so strong that it blows out.

Fu Juehan stroked Meng Yi's neck, his voice was softer than the setting sun, "Hey, I've prepared a gift for you."

"Not only gifts, but also many surprises."

He was rarely ashamed, and his brows and eyes were a little green, "I want to give you a lot of things, and give you all the best things in the world."

Meng Yi deliberately didn't understand the style, "It may be too much to pretend, my Pikachu sons must occupy the leading position in the family."

Fu Juehan was amused by him, "Understood."

"The first gift is this." He seemed to have arranged a lot of things, but when he opened them, he still had to differentiate the order.

Fu Juehan took out a small flat box from his pocket, opened it, and inside was a delicate men's necklace.

Meng Yi saw this necklace at a certain fashion market brand auction. There were only three in the world, and the starting price was seven figures, but what attracted him more was the red agate hanging on the necklace.

I don't want to say it's agate, but I don't want to look too much like it. It is a crystal clear red gemstone wrapped in a transparent shell. The outside of the shell is rounded and smooth, which looks childish and cute.

"What is this?"

Fu Juehan helped him put on the necklace, and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid to tell me, it's my blood inside."

"What!" Meng sat up straight for a moment, holding the stone carefully, "Your...your blood? Who told you to do it! How much did you draw?"

He grabbed Fu Juehan's arm to look, and found a nest of needle holes in the buttocks of his right elbow, the flesh was almost dented.

Meng Yi's eye circles turned red immediately, and he was angry and distressed: "Didn't you be allowed to draw blood! We can just kiss, who told you—"

"But there are always times when I'm not by your side, like the day at the airport. Liquid blood is not easy to store, and it's even more inconvenient to carry. I asked an old Chinese doctor to help me do this."

It was not a gemstone, but a bezoar stone. The reason why it turned into such a bright red color was because it had soaked in Fu Juehan's blood for half a month.

Apply a thin layer of blood on the surface of the bezoar stone with a small brush, let it dry for a few minutes, and then repeat the operation until the blood soaks into the inside of the stone and dyes every stone layer thoroughly.

Fu Juehan drew blood more than ten times before and after, hired five or six workers to paint and dye day and night, and worked overtime overnight to make such a small piece and seal it in edible sealant.

At a critical moment, breaking the glue layer and biting down a little bit can easily help Meng Yi survive an attack.

"It's a life-saving thing." Fu Juehan tightened the necklace, and shook the stone by his hand, "I hope Xiaobao will never use it."

Meng Yi pinched the small stone, his throat raw, "How can you give such a precious gift and ask others never to use it..."

Fu Juehan laughed and lay on the deck with him in his arms, "Because I hope you will never be in danger when I am not by your side."

Every unknown possibility is frightening. He had nightmares for several days when he was in bed with him in the hospital. Up to now, seeing Meng Yi shrunk under the stick covered in blood gave him chills down his spine.

"Thank you brother."

He leaned forward to kiss people obediently, his nose was so sore, and he murmured, "I seem to have spent all my life's good luck on meeting you. Fortunately, I'm not a coward through and through. After taking so many steps, I didn’t shrink back, otherwise I will regret it in my next life.”

"Are you still a coward? I haven't seen any coward jump into the sea so many times because he is afraid of water."

Meng Yi giggled, and then flattened his mouth in frustration, "It's useless to jump up and down a lot. I'm still scared when I see it now. If it weren't for you guys to accompany me, I wouldn't come to the island to play."

Fu Juehan opened his hand, took a handful of damp wind, and suddenly said, "Do you want to try again?"

Meng Yi: "What?"

Fu Juehan led him to sit up, "You jumped into the water 179 times before to take that step, 179 times without me, this is the 180th time, brother will follow you, and will always follow you in the future."

After the words fell, he put his arms around Meng Yi's waist, kissed his ear lightly and asked, "Are you ready?"

After getting an affirmative answer, he hugged the person tightly in his arms, sat on the edge of the deck, and fell freely with his back facing the sea.

The setting sun melts gold, the breeze and seagulls entwine together in the distant mountains, and beside the white ship's side, two people hugging each other tightly fall into the sea eighty times.

Fu Juehan fell on the water, and Meng Yi fell into his arms. Just before his body was swallowed by the sea, Fu Juehan kissed the man's lips.

He thought, I have the bravest coward in the whole world, and loving him is like breathing, banal and necessary.

The author says:

Xiaobao, Qihan Hospital, if you don’t want it, you can give it to me