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The wine bureau ended around five o'clock.

At that time, it was not yet dark, and the tide had already hid in the sea nest, and the sea water covering the beach turned dark blue, and white foam was rolled up with sand particles in the dull sound of the tide.

The three adults were all in a slightly drunk state, and they hadn't even got on top yet, only Meng was drunk after a drink or two.

A slight blush appeared on Fu Juehan's face, and Qi Han was so conscious that he could hold two more emergency meetings, while Fu Ge yawned a few times, nestled lazily in his arms and didn't want to move anymore, and closed his eyes. Focusing his eyes and whispering arrogantly: "Will you take me back?"

Hearing his voice, Meng Yi, who had already met Zhou Gong three times, suddenly raised his head from Fu Juehan's chest, and pointed at a person in a daze: "I'm sorry, little daddy! I shouldn't have poured you the last glass of wine, you Tomorrow...would you have a headache when you wake up tomorrow?"

Qi Han: "No, because I'm your big dad."

Meng Yi: "...Oh."

After crossing his eyes at Qi Han for a long time, he shook his head as if he recognized someone clearly, then turned his head and told Fu Juehan in a serious manner: "Daddy, then you must take good care of little daddy tonight..."

"..."

The father and son, holding their lovers in their arms, had a rare tacit understanding. They looked at each other in the night and smiled, "You two little ancestors."

Fu Juehan rubbed Meng Yi's forehead, and said helplessly, "I drank too much if I didn't watch him for a minute. I'll take him to sleep for a while."

Qi Han nodded, "Go ahead, I'll make some hangover tea for them at the back."

The island is like spring all year round, and the climate is pleasant. During the day, when the sun is at its maximum, it only feels warm, and at night, the wind does not feel bitingly cold.

Meng Yi has been arguing recently that the tent is too stuffy and wants to go out to sleep, but fortunately Fu Juehan didn't take him in.

After a few days of fuss, and finally caught him when he was quiet, Fu Juehan hugged Meng Yi face to face with his butt in his arms, and walked slowly around the beach.

There are shellfish of various colors nesting in the fine sand, revealing the corner of the exquisite shell, shining with bright pearls, waiting for someone to dig.

When he was a child, Qi Han told him that this was called treasure hunting.

It doesn't matter whether the "treasure" you find is big or small, precious or mediocre, only the process of searching and the state of mind of harvesting make it unique in your heart.

At that time, Fu Juehan always felt that he was talking tongue twisters, but now he felt that his treasure was already in his arms.

Whether cute, brave, sincere, eccentric, or timid, Meng Yi is a unique existence in his heart.

But as long as I think of that face, my heart can't help but feel sore, and when I think of his tone of voice when he speaks, and his shiny dog ​​eyes, I can't help but laugh out of nowhere.

He couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, and hugged the person in his arms even tighter. Meng Yi was still wearing his windbreaker, and he was calling out in the person's arms while he was half asleep. Most likely, it was the familiar smell and the embrace that made him feel comfortable. , I couldn't hold back a hey laugh when I closed my eyes.

Fu Juehan was overjoyed, and pressed his chin against his forehead, "What are you laughing at, you are like a puppy, you don't sleep well."

His head flooded with alcohol didn't know what he heard. He opened his mouth and said, "I'm not drunk! I can drink five more glasses!"

After finishing speaking, he fell down happily, pinched Fu Juehan's neck and rubbed it contentedly, and muttered in a low voice: "It's okay if you drink too much... If my brother says he can't pee, just let me... so that they don't laugh at me." ..."

After a pause in his footsteps, Fu Juehan looked down at his drunken face, and asked in a low voice: "Xiaobao, did someone make fun of you because of this?"

Meng Yi reacted for a while before he heard it clearly, the nightmarish afternoon in his not so clear mind, the classmates who bullied him wanted to take off his pants and wipe him with chalk to cure his slow peeing problem.

At that time, Meng Xiang fell from the sky and turned on those classmates like crazy. At that time, the boy still wholeheartedly protected his elder brother. Although he was very indifferent to him, Meng Yi knew that he really regarded himself as his younger brother.

But some things will change sooner or later, Meng Xiang is not indifferent to him now, but he is no longer his brother.

Like a deflated little ball, Meng Yi became depressed instantly, pursed his lips and said, "I forgot..."

Fu Juehan's heart trembled, he knew that he didn't want to mention it again, but he also knew that Meng Yi couldn't live well during the years when he was not around, how could the past be so good without any good memories?

"It's all over, our little treasure is growing very well now." Fu Juehan turned him up a little, and the kiss on the tip of his ear was extremely gentle.

Meng Yi narrowed his eyes and smiled, but he was not angry or sad because of the old things. He circled Fu Juehan's neck, opened his eyes with special force, and looked at the person in front of him intently, but he couldn't hold back before speaking. went back.

He looks like this every time he wants to say something solemnly, looking forward to and shy, to whet the appetite of others.

Fu Juehan couldn't understand better, "I guess you have something good to tell me?"

Meng Yin hummed twice, playing with his Adam's apple and pretending to be casual: "The medical team who has been in contact with me last week told me that it is officially decided to include my sleep sound audio into the treatment plan for patients with mental anxiety, and It has been popularized nationwide, and we will cooperate with foreign hospitals if we have the opportunity in the future.”

Fu Juehan stopped immediately, his eyes lit up, and his face was full of undisguised relief and pride: "Does that mean more people will recover soon with your help?"

Meng Yi was embarrassed, and raised his hand to rub his flushed face and ears, "Yeah, the doctor treats me like this—hey! Brother, what are you doing!"

Fu Juehan immediately hugged him and threw him up, and after falling into his arms, he hugged him several times. Meng Yi was confused, but he was really happy, "Hahaha, hurry up and take me away." Put it down! Double image, double image! There are many you in front of me..."

Only then did Fu Juehan stop, and adjusted his posture so that Meng Yi sat firmly on his arm. The huge difference in height made Meng Yi look like a little doll in his arms for him to play with.

"Xiao Bao, you don't need to be shy because of this kind of thing, we are all proud of you, tell dad and them tomorrow, let's celebrate together."

Meng Yi shyly scratched his hair, "There's no need to celebrate, it's not a big deal, and I've already told my little dad quietly."

Fu Juehan laughed that he couldn't hide the matter, "What did Dad say?"

Meng Yi was not too embarrassed to learn, so he murmured flatteringly: "Just... compliment me, my little dad is so gentle, and compliments are too tiresome..."

Fu Juehan laughed and pressed his forehead: "What did you praise you for?"

Meng Yi let out a "bad" in a tone of voice, cleared his throat, and parroted his tongue: "He said: Our little treasure is also a powerful adult now!"

After learning, he couldn't bear to blush, so he plunged into Fu Juehan's shoulder socket, his whole body was soft even with his fingers, "Why does little daddy always praise me like a child, I'm already twenty, it's me Are you usually too childish..."

"Of course it's not childish, it's because you really made him proud." Fu Juehan seemed to think of something: "Where is Qi Han? What did he say?"

Meng Yi snorted, "I didn't tell him, he's annoying, he's definitely going to laugh at me, saying I'm going to show off such a trivial matter..."

Fu Juehan was stunned for a moment, "How is it possible? He won't do this."

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he thought of the reason belatedly, because Qi Han's strength and rigidity made Meng Yi unconsciously substitute him into the image of a father in a family. More than ten years of "fatherly love" originated from Meng Qingshu.

Why would he be ashamed to share his progress and efforts in front of his family, even thinking it was just a trivial matter?

Maybe it's because every time he brought his hard-earned achievements to his family in the past, he didn't get positive feedback.

Meng Qingshu and Meng Xiang would even pick such a time to suppress him, saying cynical sarcastic remarks, and accusing him in a strange tone of not using such "little things" to waste the adults' time, and constantly belittling his personality to make him worse. Inferiority and cowardice, he became a qualified punching bag and scapegoat in endless self-blame and remorse.

Meng Yi didn't even realize these trivial suppressions until now, which shows how long he has been affected.

Fu Juehan let out a breath, his eyes were dark and rolling, his teeth were itching with hatred, he hugged him face to face again, and his tone was very solemn: "Xiaobao, you have to know that the real family will never ignore or even suppress you, Whether it's Dad or Qi Han, they will always be proud of you."

"If you have made any progress and achieved any success, please share it with them generously. Don't be embarrassed. This is because you have grown up. If it was a child, Qi Han would be so happy to let you ride on his neck for a day."

Meng's eyes lit up: "Really? Then I'll tell him tomorrow! See if he can give me a ride."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Juehan slapped him on the buttocks, "Don't mess around."

"hey-hey."

Nervous enough to organize words for tomorrow's speech in advance, Meng yawned in his arms while thinking, tears rolled down his eyes.

"Sleepy?"

"Well, I won't be able to keep my eyes open, but isn't it too early to go to bed now? I won't sleep in the middle of the night."

"It's not early, sleep for a while to replenish your strength."

He carried Meng Yi to the small coconut grove behind the tent, where a suspended hammock was tied between the two thickest coconut trees.

The little drunk cat in his arms shook his feet happily, "What are you doing to replenish your strength? Do you want that or that of me later?"

"Slap" and another slap fell on the buttocks, "I think about that every day, how much do I need from you."

He is so good and loves to play, he teases without restraint all day long, and when Fu Juehan hit the ground with real swords and guns, he yelled worse than anyone else.

"No, no, no, I'm just showing my attitude."

"What's your attitude?"

"Be ready anytime."

Fu Juehan hugged him and lay down on the hammock, Meng Yi lay on his chest like a little frog, so comfortable that he wanted to snore.

"It's so comfortable. This is what life is about. I eat, drink, fight and make trouble every day. I don't even want to go back to the live broadcast..."

Fu Juehan patted him on the back and coaxed him softly, and rarely followed suit: "I don't want to work anymore, I want to stay on the island with you and Dad, so let's settle here."

"Then don't work!" Uncle Meng waved his hand, "I'll raise you, catch crabs and feed dolphins for you, massage your back and apply sunscreen, so that I can experience the joy of early retirement."

Fu Juehan smiled and pinched his face, "The happiness of retirement is useless, please give me some other happiness."

The warm lips fell on his face naturally, and Meng Yi reluctantly pushed him away after being kissed: "Hey wait! Now...don't now, I'm sleepy and I don't want to move for a while, wait until I get enough sleep Can I make you happy again?"

Fu Juehan helped him cover the windbreaker, and kicked the hammock to slowly swing, "Hey, go to sleep."

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