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After Bai Hemian got Rufu, she was always very busy.

Neither he nor Feng Qisong had any experience in raising children, so they found an honest nanny to take care of Rufu's daily life.

But even if there is a nanny, he, the father, still can't rest assured, so Feng Qisong made a plan to make up for his wedding, until Rufu was three years old, he didn't do it.

Young Master Bai also forgot, he was too busy eating Rufu's jealousy.

Rufu is a quiet child, she doesn't cry or make troubles a lot, Feng Qisong loves her very much, and the father and daughter can't finish talking.

Bai Hemian would sometimes join their chats, but whenever he saw Feng Qisong looking at his daughter intently, a slight sourness would appear in his heart.At first I could bear it, but then I couldn't bear it any longer. Before going to bed at night, I hugged the pillow seriously and didn't allow my second brother to go to bed.

"What's wrong?" Feng Qisong just took off his military uniform.

"Do you still love me?" Bai Hemian kicked Second Brother Feng's knee.

When he lost his temper, Feng Qisong grabbed the young master's ankle, leaned over and said, "Love."

"I'm not joking with you." Bai Hemian pushed Feng Qisong's head away, not giving Feng's second brother a kiss.

"What happened?" Feng Qisong frowned.

"Second Brother Feng..." He took the initiative to stuff his foot between Feng Qisong's knees, "Who do you think is better, Rufu or me?"

"What question are you asking?" Feng Qisong smiled and shook his head, "Rufu is your daughter."

"Can't I eat my daughter's vinegar?" Bai Hemian asked.

Feng Qisong sighed and said, "Yes."

"...As long as you want, you can."

Bai Hemian was a little happier, and hugged Feng Qisong's neck to barely sit up: "Second Brother Feng, to be honest, will you like Rufu more than me in the future?"

Feng Qisong no longer teased Bai Hemian, but held him in his arms and thought about it seriously.

Bai Hemian lay on Second Brother Feng's chest, trembling with nervousness.

Feng Qisong secretly laughed, rubbed the back of his neck, and leaned over to kiss the tattoo on his neck: "He Mian, Rufu is our daughter, so I naturally love her."

"...I hope that in the future someone will love her as much as I love you."

"Oh, you're talking about Rufu's marriage?" Bai Hemian shifted his attention instantly, "No, no, she's still young, that brat from the He family will definitely not do it."

"Why are you talking about He Shilin again?"

"How could I forget the telegram he sent?" Bai Hemian was worried, "What a bastard."

Feng Qisong laughed: "Boys are always like this when they are young."

Bai Hemian shook his head confidently, relying on Feng Qisong had never seen his youthful appearance, he retorted angrily: "Are you the same?"

"I wish I was like this." Feng Qisong smiled slightly, "Just snatch you from the third child."

Bringing up the past, Bai Hemian's heart palpitated, he forgot to be jealous, and obediently hugged Feng Qisong: "Second Brother Feng, don't say that."

He murmured: "So what if I didn't promise you? We are still together."

So Feng Qisong coaxed and lied into hugging the young master into the bed, and Bai Hemian didn't feel that something was wrong riding on the bed until the next morning.

Feng Qisong seemed to be bullying him.

But Young Master Bai's mind was quickly attracted by other things, before Feng Qisong could explain, he forgot what happened last night.

Feng Qisong is preparing for a wedding.

The night Bai Hemian married into Feng's family, he was locked in the bedroom.They didn't pay homage, they didn't drink a cup of wine, and they didn't do any of the things that should be done between husband and wife.

Although Bai Hemian didn't say anything, Feng Qisong knew that he was sorry.

Traditional weddings are too complicated, so Feng Qisong chose a western-style wedding.

But before the make-up wedding, Feng Qisong has other things to do.

Taking advantage of the good weather, Bai Hemian took Rufu out of the city for an outing.

Holding his daughter in his arms, he didn't dare to ride too fast, so he walked slowly outside the city with Qian Shan.

Rufu dragged the kite, lay in Bai Hemian's arms and whispered Daddy.

"What's wrong?" He lowered his head and helped his daughter put on the hood.

"Daddy, I want to ride a horse too."

"When you grow up, Daddy will teach you how to ride a horse." Bai Hemian thought of the time when his father and mother taught him how to ride a horse when he was a child, and he was a little dazed for a moment.

Qian Shan said from the side: "Master, Missy wants to fly a kite, let's go to the front, there is a lawn there."

"Okay." He came back to his senses, took the rein and followed Qian Shan forward.

When they arrived, Bai Hemian realized that Feng Qisong was also there.

"Father!" Rufu happily raised her little hand.

Bai Hemian raised his hand along with his daughter, and he called out, "Second Brother Feng!"

Feng Qisong reached out to hold his daughter in his arms, and then pulled the young master to his side, interlocking his fingers: "Fly a kite?"

"Well," Bai Hemian rested his head on Feng Qisong's shoulder, "The weather is fine today."

"Let Qian Shan accompany Rufu to fly a kite." Feng Qisong called Qian Shan over, pulled him forward two steps, and said solemnly, "I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Bai Hemian was startled, "Second Brother Feng, we haven't been married for seven years, are you tired of me?"

Feng Qisong pinched the nipples on his cheeks, reproached him: "The child is still there, what nonsense?"

"Just say what you want." Bai Hemian couldn't care less.

Feng Qisong could only sigh to comfort him: "No, I still love you."

Young Master Bai nodded seriously, and put his hand into Brother Feng's palm: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Feng Qisong pinched his fingers angrily, didn't plan to say what he had planned, and just knelt down on one knee.

Bai Hemian jumped up in shock, Rufu also looked over curiously.

"Second Brother Feng, what are you doing?" He frantically helped Feng Qisong's arm.

Feng Qisong intentionally made Bai Hemian nervous for a while, before he took out the ring from his pocket: "I know it's a bit late, and the timing is wrong...but I have to tell you these words."

"...He Mian, will you marry me?"

He jumped up again: "But I'm...already married to you!"

As Bai Hemian said, he brought Rufu back and hugged her: "I have children."

Feng Qisong patted him on the head, then patted Rufu's little head, and then held them in his arms: "So it's a bit late."

After sleeping, Bai He blushed belatedly, hid Rufu behind her back, clenched her hands tightly, lowered her head, and looked eagerly at the ring in Feng Qisong's palm.

He has heard of Western-style marriage proposals, and he also knows that if the proposed party agrees, they will accept the ring.He just didn't expect that Feng Qisong would really propose to him...in the third year after they had a child.

Rufu's little head popped out from behind Bai Hemian, secretly looking at the ring in his father's palm.

"No?" Feng Qisong made a gesture to put away the ring.

Bai Hemian rushed forward, "I want it!"

He coughed in embarrassment: "I've been with you for so many years, and you just thought of giving me the ring, you should be punished!"

"Punishment for what?" Feng Qisong asked with a good temper.

Bai Hemian held his daughter to think for a long time, then choked out a sentence: "I will punish you not to go to bed tonight."

Before the words finished, even Qian Shan couldn't help laughing out loud.

The young master poked his neck and stared at him: "What are you laughing at... Am I wrong? I have been with Second Brother Feng for many years, but he still hasn't given me a decent wedding!"

"Yes." Feng Qisong held his hand while he was making use of the topic.

Bai Hemian froze, then lightened up and was carried on the horse's back.

Feng Qisong held the reins and told Qian Shan: "Take care of Rufu." After saying that, he took the young master back to the city.

They did not return to the closed house, but came all the way to St. Paul's Church.

The bell tower of the church was covered with green creepers. Bai Hemian jumped off his horse and saw nuns walking across the lawn together.He looked up and saw flocks of white pigeons settling on the steeple of the church.

"Let's go."

Bai Hemian's heart calmed down, he answered in a low voice, took Feng Qisong's hand, and followed the cheerful steps of the nuns into the church.

There were no guests, no relatives and friends, and the two of them exchanged rings amidst the priest's blessing.Bai Hemian raised his arm, and looked at the silver ring on his ring finger by light.

He suddenly found a line of small characters engraved on the inside of the ring.

So Bai Hemian took off the ring under Feng Qisong's helpless gaze, and ran to the window to take a closer look.

He looked at it and let out a soft "ah".

Engraved on the circle are the initials of their names and the date many years ago.

"He Mian, from the first moment I saw you, I wanted to marry you." Feng Qisong walked slowly, putting his hands on his trembling shoulders.

"Why are you doing this?" Bai Hemian suppressed his sobs, rubbed his eyes indiscriminately, turned around and buried his head in Feng Qisong's chest, "It's so annoying."

"Well, I hate it." Feng Qisong pressed the back of his neck, "Do you still like me?"

"I like it." Bai Hemian replied without thinking.

How can you not like it?

In this world, no one likes Feng Qisong more than Bai Hemian.

Before they left the church, two garlands were placed in the viewing places belonging to relatives and friends.

One for Feng Qingzhu and one for Awen.

"They must have met again." Young Master Bai said firmly, "Second Brother Feng, what do you think?"

"Well, I think so too." Feng Qisong gently pressed a kiss on his forehead, hiding all the sighs in his heart.

Bai Hemian is willing to believe in the illusory reincarnation, while Feng Qisong cares more about the reality within reach.

But the same goal by different routes, Feng Qisong hopes that his elder brother will get his wish.

Bai Hemian and Feng Qisong stayed in the church for too long, and when they got home, Rufu had already fallen asleep.

Qian Shan prepared food in the front hall and waited for them. Seeing Feng Qisong walking in holding Bai Hemian's hand, he immediately waved the telegram in his hand: "Second Master, news from Peking."

"What's wrong?" Feng Qisong frowned.

Qian Shan suppressed a smile: "The young master of the He family said that the weather has been fine recently and he wants to come to Jinling to play."

"You let him ask his father." Bai Hemian muttered angrily, and then Feng Qisong pinched the tip of his nose.

Feng Qisong laughed at him: "What are you fussing about with the child?"

"It was he who sent the telegram saying he wanted my daughter, and he was the one who said he didn't want my daughter later." Bai Hemian sat down at the table angrily, unwilling to read the telegram from Qianshan, "Does he have a younger sister himself? Is it? I always think about what we Rufu are!"

"Okay, then let him bring his sister along." Feng Qisong sat beside Bai Hemian, took the telegram from Qian Shan, and looked at it seriously.

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