The body was overworked, and the young man who woke up early in the morning hadn't recovered yet. After kissing Feng Ting, he continued to lie back and slept for a long time.
When he woke up, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.
The man in the dormitory hasn't left yet, sitting on the side of the crib to play with the child, if staring at him is called playing.
This scene made Wen Qiuxing a little annoyed, so he scratched his messy hair, got up quickly, put on his slippers and ran into the bathroom, tidying himself up.
The days of early winter are short and the nights are long, and time flies by with a whimper.
By the time Wen Qiuxing finished eating and invited Feng Ting to take the baby out for a walk in the garden, the sun was already setting.
"It's so beautiful." Feng Ting said to the colorful clouds gradually appearing in the sky.
This was also the first time he had calmly enjoyed the scenery in the palace without any negative emotions.
"En." Wen Qiuxing nodded.
"What do you and him usually do?" Feng Ting asked abruptly.
"Cough..." Wen Qiuxing almost choked on his saliva, coughed twice and looked at him blushing: "That's all, three meals a day..."
Seriously, this situation is as embarrassing as a current girlfriend asking a boyfriend what you and your ex-girlfriend do...
Fortunately, Wen Qiuxing was able to withstand it.
"Is he treating the baby well?" Feng Ting was a little worried, after all, the baby in his arms was not, strictly speaking, the child of a tyrant.
It's what's in Qiuqiu's stomach right now.
"Very good." Wen Qiuxing blurted out, thinking back that this was not a standard answer, and said, "He did his best, he took care of us when we were in the hospital."
There is nothing to say about this, and it is not Wen Qiuxing's intention to speak well of His Majesty Sha Sculpture.
However, the man walking beside him raised his eyebrows, apparently not believing it.
It can only be said that the image of a tyrant is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. After more than ten years of experience and personal experience, Feng Ting has already determined that the other party has no humanity at all.
It is impossible for this deep-rooted impression to be substantially changed by Wen Qiuxing's few words.
So there was no fluctuation in his heart.
Wen Qiuxing is not blind: "What I said is true." He was very helpless, emphasizing: "Your Majesty has changed a lot now, and he is very good to me and the baby. I can completely subdue him. You don't have to worry about that. "
If the other party dares to play tricks, well, it seems that he can't do anything.
Apart from taking the baby away and taking back the feelings that have been handed over... the rest can only be left to fate.
Hearing it in Feng Ting's ears, he felt very uncomfortable, the little friend even dared to say such words in order to comfort him.
It's a pity that they all know that this is a big gamble.
A tyrant who is as cruel as the first star, who in the universe is sure that he can completely subdue him
Anyway, Feng Ting had experienced the cruelty of the first personality, and he didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart.
But he still nodded with a smile, spending time and energy with his friends and children, so he is very happy.
"Okay, let's not talk about him." Wen Qiuxing was afraid that the other party would be jealous, so he quickly stopped the topic: "Tell me what you want to do recently?"
His plan was to spend a few days alone with Will, the days that really belonged to them.
Feng Ting, who was hugging the blond-haired little angel, quickly understood what Wen Qiuxing meant, and was slightly taken aback for a moment, then surprise came into his eyes.
As for what you want to do, you don't need to think about it.
"As long as I'm with you."
As Feng Ting said, Wen Qiuxing moved his head sideways to his side and rubbed him affectionately, making it easy for people to feel his good mood.
Classmate Wen, who has a bad temper, is really not a sticky person, but at the moment his heart is swelled, no matter how cute he looks at this man, an inexplicable sense of guilt surges in his heart.
feel unfair.
Obviously it was Will who met him first... this guy loves him with all his heart.
If he wanted to say who loved him the most in this universe, he would answer without hesitation, it was Will.
A sub-personality that can only exist in Autumn, for him he can give up his existence without hesitation.
"Let's go on a honeymoon trip." Wen Qiuxing put his arms around the blond man's waist: "The marriage was too hasty, let alone the honeymoon trip, and I didn't even take a photo." He pinched Feng Ting's waist and joked: "A family like yours will be ridiculed in our place."
"Honeymoon trip?" Feng Ting literally got the meaning of these words, and looked at Wen Qiuxing in disbelief.
"Yes." Wen Qiuxing said, "Do you want to go?"
Feng Ting smiled, the shimmer on his face was more beautiful than the colorful clouds in the sky: "Yes."
Of course he wanted to.
"Take the baby with you." The novice father was reluctant to part with the little angel-like meat dumpling.
"Of course." Wen Qiuxing said.
Coincidentally, he has been in the interstellar era for so long, and he is also a squatting at home.
Except for a few days of restless play on the royal family's private vacation, he has never been anywhere.
This time, using the name of honeymoon, Wen Qiuxing searched for a bunch of famous scenic spots that "if you don't go, you are not an imperial person", and went there with your partner and children.
When it comes to taking photos, I have been divorced twice and married three times, but I have never taken a photo.
Wen Qiuxing felt in his heart that Will was always Will, and he didn't know what would happen in the future, anyway, he was a little bit reluctant.
During my travels these days, I took a lot of photos and videos.
Wen Qiuxing feels that he is about to become a professional photographer, but the scenery he wants to take is only two cute blondes—the dudes who are so good-looking no matter how they are taken.
Wen Qiuxing is occasionally very conceited, thinking that he came all the way from the earth, and the other party's ability to talk to him is really smoke from the ancestral grave.
Occasionally, he is very self-aware, thinking that he must have saved the earth in his previous life: "Uh..."
This evening he was looking at the itinerary for the next stop, and Feng Ting was nursing the baby.
"Big baby," Wen Qiuxing turned his head: "Where do you want to go to the Eastern Grand Canyon and Lu Nuo Sen Water City?"
It is already the 65th day since they came out, and they have seen almost all the famous attractions on all the planets under the jurisdiction of the first main star.
"Wait a minute." Feng Ting was sitting on the sofa in the hotel, breastfeeding the child.
Too long blond hair, hanging down the cheeks, from Wen Qiuxing's perspective, only the tip of the nose and chin can be seen, but just like that, it is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.
Wen Qiuxing turned on the camera habitually, and snapped a picture of the old Gong child.
Her Majesty the Queen who posted late at night: [Picture] Your Majesty you want to see, and my eldest son.
The people in the photo didn't even show their faces, but just a silhouette was enough to make the citizens who saw this post scream.
"It turned out to be His Majesty the King who is breastfeeding!"
"I think this faceless photo looks good because of its strange aesthetics."
"Ah, although I only saw the feet of His Majesty the Crown Prince, I have already imagined his cute little face. He must be eating milk fed by His Majesty himself with satisfaction. Well, it seems that I should go to bed soon. Follow the trend for a drink."
"Drink a cup of hot milk and go to bed +1"
Wen Qiuxing leaned on the bed and read the news, paying attention to the trend of domestic affairs. This habit has been formed unconsciously, and there is a tendency of becoming more and more concerned.
This is not because Lao Gong is the king, but because the son is the future king.
As a father, how could he let his son lose at the starting line.
Twenty minutes later, the half-year-old little crown prince was put into a portable crib by his father and covered with a small quilt.
Then, the man who had been around the baby after returning to the hotel walked over to the side of the bed where his partner was reclining.
"Sit." Wen Qiuxing gave up his seat.
Feng Ting sat down and watched the children browse around the scenic spots, his heart was very soft.
"How is it?" Wen Qiuxing put his head against him: "Have you figured it out yet?"
According to his plan, he can catch up with several seasonal scenery in the future.
Feng Ting: "Let's go back tomorrow." He bowed his head and kissed his little friend's smooth forehead, thinking to himself, enough is enough.
Two months of happiness is pure joy for him, but not necessarily for the little friends.
"Ah?" Wen Qiuxing looked surprised, then scratched his head: "It's okay, we can continue playing."
Feng Ting shook his head: "Come back later."
Wen Qiuxing was stunned for several seconds by saying 'Come back later'.
Then he touched his nose embarrassingly: "Well, well, yes." This proposal is good, he grinned his mouth wide, pretending to be relaxed: "Then let's say it like this, we will travel again this season next year."
"Okay." Feng Ting said.
After making sure he wasn't joking, Wen Qiuxing lay down a little, ready to sleep.
Did this yesterday, and it was pretty tough.
It is definitely impossible to do it today. The two of them held hands, lying on the bed in the hotel, with a peaceful and restless heart, until they fell asleep.
Now that they decided to end the trip, the royal couple flew back to the palace with the half-year-old little crown prince in the early morning of the next day.
His Royal Highness the little crown prince has changed from a little chubby dumpling to a slightly larger white fat dumpling. He is held in the arms of the king's father throughout the whole process. His cute appearance makes the palace staff who have been away for many days treat him very much. miss.
And people were pleasantly surprised to find that the half-year-old little crown prince especially liked to babble and babble non-stop.
Although they couldn't understand what he was talking about, everyone pretended to understand and talk to him.
This includes Feng Ting, who really likes talking to babies.
From Wen Qiuxing's point of view, it's really a bit silly... Forced: "He can't understand you, and you can't understand him either. You two have an appearance of barrier-free communication, which makes my brain hurt..."
Facing Wen Qiuxing's complaints, Fengting, who was enjoying it, just paused for a second, and then continued to communicate intimately with the future monarch without being affected.
Wen Qiuxing rolled his eyes, looking for a place to eat, watch movies and play games.
After getting tired of playing, he regained his identity as the father of the king of a country, and contacted the teacher to learn online.
"I'm saying goodbye to him." Feng Ting put down the little angel who had just been put to sleep, and came out to talk to Wen Qiuxing.
"..." Wen Qiuxing stared at the video, was stunned, and raised his head: "What?"
Looking at the other person's eyes, he knew what it meant, and his heart skipped a beat, and then he didn't care about the tutor who was giving him a one-on-one lecture on the other side of the video, so he got up and hugged him: "Why are you so fucking sudden?"
"Suddenly?" Feng Ting didn't think they had been preparing for this moment for more than two months.
Wen Qiuxing opened his mouth, and the whole person hung on the mouth, speechless, didn't he, in fact, it wasn't sudden at all.
It's just that as time passed, he gradually lost his original anxiety.
"Oh." Wen sighed: "If you think it over, let him come out, and I will tell him a few more words."
in case.
"Okay." Feng Ting hugged the koala hanging on his body, and closed his eyes tightly to suppress his anxiety about the unknown.
Wen Qiuxing kept kissing him: "Don't be afraid, I've been watching you, we can continue to be together soon."
The man with worried eyes forced a smile on his little friend.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep." He made one last request: "Ask the doctor to give me a sleeping pill."
Wen Qiuxing felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and responded with a pale face.
When night fell, Wen Qiuxing finally took the step of contacting Lu Li and asking him to get sleeping pills.
Without explaining it carefully, the other party went to get the medicine skillfully.
Wen Qiuxing warned: "The portion should not be harmful to the body."
"I know." Executive Officer Lu said, "Just follow the amount His Majesty used to take." It's just that he was surprised that since His Majesty got married, it has been a long time since His Majesty didn't need sleeping pills.
An unintentional sentence deeply plunged Wen Qiuxing into an emotional swamp.
According to the previous amount
"Alas..." Wen Qiuxing scratched his head.
Both are heartbreaking, damn it.
The sleeping pill was delivered to Wen Qiuxing, he poured Feng Ting a glass of water, and served Feng Ting to drink it himself.
"Are you afraid?" Wen Qiuxing smiled.
"Not afraid." Feng Ting put his cheek against the child's hand, intending to fall asleep in this position.
"Will it be strange when you wake up again?" Wen Qiuxing imagined that scene with a blank expression: "Hey, it's too high-end, I can't figure it out."
"I don't understand either." Feng Ting's voice was still sober.
"Then don't think too much about it." Wen Qiuxing stroked his chin: "Anyway, it's going to return to your previous appearance."
"En." Feng Ting responded.
"Didn't you say that many of your memories are fuzzy?" Wen Qiuxing smiled: "Then when you wake up, you will be a person with a past and a future."
Maybe there will be a lack of elegance and fantasy, but in exchange for it is practicality and integrity.
It's a good deal.
"Yes." Feng Ting smiled.
"I love you." Wen Qiuxing once again bowed his head and kissed the alien Mr. who met him in the vast universe: "Good night, dear."
At this point, Feng Ting closed his eyes.
The earth youth took a long sigh of relief, picked up the strong tea on the bedside table and took a sip, in order to cheer up and wait for His Majesty Sand Sculpture to wake up.
After a while the other party woke up and should say something, Wen Qiuxing took advantage of this and started to organize his words.
Anyway, Ya must not be allowed to change his mind midway and play tricks on Will.
He is well versed in the principle that a bowl of water should be level, so he can't just feel sorry for Will, Wen Qiuxing thought to himself.
Of course, what I'm most emotional about now is that the fucking days are finally gone forever, and the people on Earth are very happy.
At this time, the consciousness of the second personality who had taken sleeping pills was pulled into the conscious world by a force of attraction in a deep sleep, and at the same time faintly woke up.
"Come on." As a conscious body, he smiled miserably, opened his hands to the cold master consciousness in front of him, and relaxed his whole body's guard.
In a posture of going to death, not a posture of being merged.
I saw that there was no second personality consciousness on guard, and the body shape gradually became unstable, and it was no longer an invincible entity.
The king was expressionless, and after a long time, he walked towards his second personality.
With every step he takes, he can see his straight figure loosen up, like a pile of sand without support.
In other words, this fusion of two personalities is not just the possibility of the second personality being obliterated...
When the king's hand passed through the second personality's body, he glanced at the pained expression on the other's face.
…
When Wen Qiuxing waited until the middle of the night, he felt that he was a fucking idiot, because he waited blindly while drinking strong tea in the middle of the night, but he didn't wait for His Majesty Sand Sculpture to wake up, but only waited for night urine after bubble...
Hold.
Wen Qiuxing finished his third pee of the night in the bathroom, shook his body, and went back to the hole to get ready for sleep.
As a result, as soon as he came out, he saw with sharp eyes that His Majesty the Sand Sculpture was sitting upright on the bed, looking around for nothing.
Hi!
"Are you awake?" Wen Qiu quickly put on his pants, ran over, jumped onto the bed and hugged the king, and quickly kissed the king according to the beauty of his family's king: "Why? Do you feel dizzy? Do you have a headache? Do you want to drink water?"
The man who was hugged and gnawed by Wen Qiuxing gathered his slack eyes second by second, and then fixed his pupils on Wen Qiuxing's face, which was very strange to him, and the body that was clinging to his chest.
"Get out." His Majesty the King just woke up spit out a word.