In The Name Of Fang

Seeing that the bedroom door was about to close, the gentleman in a neat suit outside the door didn't mean to come in at all. Xia Yuzhou raised his hand and held it by the door: "Hey, wait, that's it?"

Si Jun was taken aback for a moment, what's the difference?Looking at Xia Yuzhou’s puffed face, he suddenly realized that he took a step forward and dropped a soft kiss on that warm forehead: "Good night."

Then, in Xia Yuzhou's dizzy eyes, he closed the door.

"Click", the heavy wooden door closed, leaving a quiet room.

Xia Yuzhou touched his forehead: "...Alright."

Different from the dim retro lighting of the entire old house, this room is very bright, and the inexplicable sense of depression disappears instantly, making people feel comfortable.

Xia Yuzhou strolled around the house slowly. This is a small suite with sofa, desk, bathroom and a balcony.The furnishings in the room are still magnificent, but the area is much larger than the rooms, and the color of the furniture is brighter.

On the table with high feet of European woodcarving, there is a long sword of exquisite workmanship.It is not the saber commonly used by the Hanshan clan, but an ancient sword in China, which is incompatible with the surrounding decorations.Xia Yuzhou walked over, picked up the sword, and drew it out with a "swipe".The blade is swaying and soft, as thin as iron, made of stainless steel.

"Props sword." Xia Yuzhou's mouth twitched.This is the kind of sword used on stage. It is thin and soft and does not hurt people.In the past, Xia Yuzhou used this sword to perform in school evenings.

What does this guy do to collect a handful of performance props?Even if it's just a decoration, most people use real swords that are not edged. It seems that the performance of a sword is really low.Xia Yuzhou was a little puzzled, holding a sword to look elsewhere.

There was a picture hanging on the wall. At first glance, I thought it was another ancestor of the Hanshan clan. Look closely, it was Xia Yuzhou in a performance costume.The boy with a wide-sleeved gown and a horizontal sword in his hand, with flying eyebrows, grinned at the camera, revealing two imperceptible tips of teeth.The color of the photo is very dark and it is deliberately worn out, so it looks like an ancient painting.Realizing that it was himself, he was shocked.

"When was this person taken?" Xia Yuzhou had no impression of this photo.This performance was when he first met Si Jun. Although he invited Si Jun to watch it, he didn't know if he had gone.Later, after being together, Si Jun didn't say anything about this, he thought he didn't go.But I didn't know that this person not only went, but also took pictures.Inexplicably happy.The young people were ignorant, and classmate Si might not have thoughts of him so early, but he already knew how to appreciate his handsome face.

In addition to these, there are many interesting little details in the room.The tooth model on the bookcase, the sports water cup in the wine cabinet, the colorful chandeliers on the roof, the cat doll on the bedside...all things he likes, placed in this old-fashioned nostalgic room, it makes people's eyes hot.

Xia Yuzhou threw himself on the bed, grabbed the doll and rolled in his arms.The chubby cat's head, his mouth open, showing two small fangs, he smiled cutely and owed.I couldn't help holding it with my teeth, and pulled the cat's ears hard.The body was sunk in the soft goose down cushion, without any sleepiness.

For a while, Si Jun, who was too overwhelmed by the ceremony and refused to have sex with him, thought about his son with a rough life.

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't sleep, I just got up, tiptoed back to the guest room, and took another look at the children.

The lights were not turned on in the room and the curtains were not drawn.Moonlight came in through the glass window, casting a long light on the thick dark carpet.The teenager who should have fallen asleep sat alone on the windowsill.The scene is somewhat familiar but very different.

When he first met the teenager, he was sitting on the hospital bed alone, with his legs curled up on his chest, in a defensive and helpless posture.Now he sits alone, but with one leg propped up, the other leg hangs casually under the windowsill, lonely but cool.Xia Yuzhou thinks of playing handsome poses when he was young, and it was often in this style.

As expected of my son!

The heart that was just picked up slides back to its original position along the smooth lines outlined by the moonlight.Xia Yuzhou walked over and rubbed his son's head: "Why don't you sleep."

"Too much sleep in the afternoon." Chen Mo followed this force and rubbed his palm.

The cat-like action scratched Xia Yuzhou's heart and sat down next to his son.Neither of them spoke any more, listening to the "click, click" sound of the old pendulum clock in the room, they were silent for a long time.

"When I was a kid, I always felt that my mother was not good enough to me." The kid said without warning, speaking in a low voice, as if talking to himself.Xia Yuzhou didn't answer, so he continued.

"Later I observed the parents of other children. In fact, they also showed impatient expressions in places where the children could not see. So I think the reason is that I was too smart to see through the disguise of adults. Until later, they posted a post. I have a high fever, I saw the woman by the bed, for a long time, did nothing." "..."

"I guess she was expecting me to burn to death at that time."

The memory is too good, for children, it is not a pleasant thing.The adults didn't know that he would remember and show his ugliness unscrupulously.Xia Yuzhou frowned and looked at his still calm son: "What happened later? How did she change her mind."

The woman Yang Meina is capricious, and many of her behaviors are difficult for Xia Yuzhou to understand.Just like this time, when Chen Mo was seriously ill, she didn't go to the Shen family to ask for money, let him fend for himself and even wanted to make a fortune on his deathbed. Later, when Chen Mo got no news, she ran to ask Shen Tianhong. Let him save this dying illegitimate child, the maternal love that had been lost for 16 years suddenly flooded.

Chen Mo looked at his right middle finger. The joints were a bit crooked because of learning to write too early: "Because the children's program group called and asked me to participate in a program recording, and the reward was very high."

In the past few years, he often wondered if he hadn't been smart enough to make money, would he have died in that high fever.I hated my high IQ countless times, and thanked my high IQ countless times.

Xia Yuzhou squeezed his son's finger. The young man had no meat, and his skin was covered with fine bones, slightly bent and dislocated: "It's not very good now, anyway, she is not your mother."

If you are not a mother, those expectations, disappointments, and sadness for your mother can disappear.

"Yes," Chen Mo pulled his finger back, "putting the expectation of love on others is a foolish act."

With a stubborn and awkward tone, Zhong Erde was like a new blood swearing allegiance to Dracula.Xia Yuzhou laughed, and pulled the little guy over, rubbing hard on the kiwi-shaved head: "It's okay, Dad loves you."

The son paused, suddenly buried his face in his arms, and said angrily: "Actually, you are not a few years older than me."

Xia Yuzhou tugged at his ears: "Even if I am younger than you, I am also your father. I am the father who is absolutely fidelity and you have seen the blood relationship with your own eyes!"

"..."

Although this sounds a bit strange, it is true.Regardless of those dog-blood grievances, who is true and who is false, at least Xia Yuzhou's blood family father is true.The transformation from the factory to the delivery was witnessed by Chen Mo himself, nothing is more true than this.

"Dad, thank you."

Feeling that her small arms tightened suddenly, and the hot and humid liquid on her chest soaked her clothes, Xia Yuzhou's sense of responsibility as an old father jumped from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and she hugged her son and smoothed his back like a small animal. .Weak, well-behaved, and lovely child, no matter what request is made at this moment, I absolutely want the stars not to the moon.

"I don't want to go to Uncle's."

"Okay, let's not go."

"I don't know him, nor is he a legal guardian. It really doesn't feel good to be under the fence." These days in the dental clinic are the happiest days since he grew up.

"You are definitely not allowed to go, you are my son." Xia Yuzhou packed up and tried to coax the child.

The child was tired from crying, and fell asleep in his arms while talking.Xia Yuzhou dragged his son back to the bed with difficulty, and left the guest room lightly, leaning on the door panel and taking a long breath.

The life of a single father is really tiring, and if there are more children in the future, it will probably be exhausted.

Xia Yuzhou looked at the master bedroom at the end of the corridor, and it would be better to find another father for the child to share the burden of parenting.Thinking about this, I immediately made myself amused, itching to see Si Jun, raised his foot to go there, and suddenly stopped.Grabbing the sticky and wet piece on his chest, his tears and nose are not decent, he turned back to his room to find a dress to change.

Everything is available in this room, except that there are no clothes to wear outside, just a few pajamas and bathrobes of different styles.I picked a decent pajama. The silk material was very conformable. It was still a big V-neck, showing a small white chest.Fortunately, it is only two steps away, and you won't meet anyone in the middle of the night.

Xia Yuzhou tidyed up his clothes and rushed out the door quickly, and ran into the vigorous butler Ron.

"Ah!" Xia Yuzhou jumped up directly.

"Master Xia, where are you going?" Ron smiled gently and decently.

The lord’s wife’s suite has everything, toilets, bathrooms, refrigerators, drinks, and snacks. There must be unsatisfiable needs in the room when you come out at this time.

"I'm going to have a drink." Xia Yuzhou casually nonsense.

Ron nodded clearly. There was indeed no wine in the room. He raised his hand to signal Xia Yuzhou to follow him downstairs: "Why do you want to drink in the middle of the night?"

"Drink too much to climb the lord's bed."

Ron: "..."

Xia Yuzhou: "..."

Oops, when I was nervous, I told the truth, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Xia Yuzhou gave a dry cough and wanted to say that he was joking: "Cough, what? Ahaha, I..."

"That's great," Ron still maintained a decent smile, and put the crystal glass poured with amber liquor in front of Xia Yuzhou, "Master will be very happy."

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