The He family belongs to an ordinary family with a little money, living in an upper-middle-class community. It was almost six o'clock when Su Fu drove the car to the garage of the community. During the summer vacation, cram schools are very busy, and Su Fu has classes in the morning and afternoon.
His current job is to work as an English teacher in a training institution, and he makes money by leading cram schools, and his salary is quite considerable. And his previous job at No. 1 Middle School in City A was gone a few years ago. Just a few months after he entered Hejiamen, the school revealed that he was gay, and he was dismissed by the school leaders. After that, several other middle schools in City A Probably heard the wind, and didn't want him.
During that time, He Shaoqi was promoted to the marketing manager of the Duan Group branch, and when he was happy, Su Fu didn't show any negative emotions, and found a job in a training institution within a month. In fact, he was very uncomfortable at the time, and coupled with losing a decent job and being ridiculed by He Mu, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was on the verge of collapse, but he had no one to comfort him, no one to talk to him, so he could only endure it.
After going upstairs, when he reached the door of the house, Su Fu stopped at the door and looked at the door, feeling confused and helpless.
To be honest, he didn't want to go in at all. To him, this home had never had the meaning of warmth, only exhaustion and pain. It's not that he hasn't thought about leaving, but he and He Shaoqi have been together for ten years, and after his birthday this year, it will be a full ten years. Even if the ten-year relationship is gradually worn out in a tired life, he is still reluctant to throw it away. What's more, now that there are more Juanjuan, He's father and mother don't have much affection for Juanjuan, and after the novelty wears off, they become bored, but in He Shaoqi's eyes, Juanjuan is just an explanation from him to his parents, and he doesn't have much affection for him. Su Fu feels sorry for Juanjuan, let alone leave him in the He family.
The exhaustion all over his body and the confusion in his head hadn't been relieved yet, the faint cry of a child in the room made Su Fu's heart tense, and regardless of his unwillingness to go in, he quickly took the key to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Juan Juan's crying came to Su Fu's ears wave after wave, which made his heart ache. In the living room, He's mother was sitting on the sofa, and her hands hadn't stopped curling her buttocks.
Su Fu hurried over to snatch the child, hugged him distressedly and coaxed him.
"Juanjuan doesn't cry, the little dad is back, don't cry."
The child seemed to have found support in Su Fu's arms, and the crying stopped immediately, but the tears flowed even more, the little face was buried on Su Fu's shoulder, and the little hands were tightly clutching Su Fu's clothes.
When Mother He saw the appearance of one big and one small, her face was very ugly, and the dissatisfaction in her eyes was very naked.
Su Fu calmed the child down before going to see He's mother. The anger in his heart was suppressed in an instant, and he asked with humiliation: "Did Juanjuan do something to make auntie angry? Such a young child can't stand beating. "
"If a child is naughty, he has to spank him. If he doesn't spank, he will lose his memory. Look at how many cups and bowls he has broken! Tomorrow, you can contact a nursery and send the child there. I don't have time to take him at home!"
When Mother He lectured people, her voice was very high-pitched, which made people uncomfortable. Su Fu lowered his eyes, and gently patted the child's back with the hand holding the child. Juan Juan is the most obedient and obedient child Su Fu has ever seen. The child was two years old when he brought him back. He is an orphan, so when he came to this house, he has been very well-behaved and does not cause trouble to the adults. He's mother said that it is impossible for Juanjuan to be naughty.
Su Fu will not argue with He's mother on this kind of issue, but Juanjuan is only three years old now, and has lived in an orphanage since he was a child. Sending him to a nursery now will definitely hurt Juanjuan's psychology. probably agree.
"Jujuan will be in the small class next year. If my aunt doesn't have time, I'll take Juanjuan with me recently. The nursery school won't be used, and the child will be scared."
He's mother glanced at Su Fu, said nothing, and said coldly, "Shao Qi will work overtime tonight, and you can handle dinner yourself."
After saying that, he ignored Su Fu and went back to the room.
Usually only when He Shaoqi came home to eat, Su Fu would eat with He's father and mother. As long as He Shaoqi didn't come back to eat because of something, He's father and mother would eat first, without waiting for Su Fu. Su Fu has long been used to it, and has become numb.
After watching Mother He go back to the room and close the door, Su Fu kissed Juanjuan's forehead, and carried the sobbing child back to Juanjuan's small room.
The He family has four bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom, one for He's father and one for He's mother, one for Su Fu and He Shaoqi, one study and a mahjong room. The mahjong room is a place where mother He invites friends to have fun. Ever since she adopted Juan Juan, she has changed the mahjong room into Juan Juan's room. Mother He has been unhappy about this for a long time.
Putting Juanjuan on the bed, Su Fu went to wash the towel with hot water and came over to wipe the child's face. The child stopped crying and looked very well-behaved by Su Fu's side.
The child was brought by the He family, so it was natural to take their surname and named it He Sujuan, which was named because the child had soft and curly hair. The child with the He family surname is not close to the He family, but to Su Fu. The child is very sensitive, whoever treats him well and who treats him badly, he has a clear mind.
After washing the child's face and hands, Su Fu took off his underpants and looked at the red buttocks, only after making sure that there was no injury other than a little red, he was relieved.
Holding the child in his arms, gently stroking his soft curly hair, Su Fu asked softly, "Jujuan, tell little dad and grandma why they beat you?"
The child held Su Fu's finger in his little hand, looked at his trusted dad, and then whispered with red eyes: "Grandma is gone, and Juan is alone, and Juan is thirsty and needs to pour water, knocking over many bowls." , Grandma will curl up when she gets angry when she comes back."
Juanjuan came from the orphanage. After coming to the He family, no one likes him much except Su Fu. The child looks quiet, and he is probably more or less autistic. He usually doesn’t like to talk much. Now he is three years old. The children speak fluently, but Juanjuan still stutters when he speaks long sentences.
Su Fu listened patiently to the child's milky voice, and he understood what Juan Juan wanted to express. He's mother went out to play by herself, leaving Juanjuan at home alone. Juanjuan was thirsty, so she climbed a stool to get a cup from the cupboard to drink water, and knocked over the cups and bowls in the cupboard while taking the cup.
"Does grandma leave you alone at home?"
Juanjuan glanced at Su Fu cautiously, and nodded aggrievedly.
Su Fu's heart was overwhelmed, and he was very uncomfortable. With a child who was only three years old, which other family didn't have a few adults to accompany and coax him, for fear that something would happen to the child? But what about this child? Who was clamoring to adopt the child back then, and now who is leaving such a small child alone? !
Juanjuan looked up at the silent Sufu with his small face up.
Su Fu forced a smile, and kissed the child's face, "Will Daddy take care of you from now on?"
A gleam of light flashed in Juanjuan's eyes, and he asked expectantly, "Is it always? Will Daddy always accompany Juanjuan?"
Su Fu replied gently: "Yes, little dad will always be with Juanjuan."
"But grandma said, daddy is going to have a younger brother, don't you want to stop Juanjuan?" The voice of this sentence was very low, and the child was very afraid of being abandoned, even thinking about it.
Su Fu's smiling face collapsed, and he was silent for a while, when the child could not wait for the answer and wanted to cry, Su Fu gently rubbed the child's head again.
"My little dad won't give birth to a younger brother, and he won't want Juanjuan. Juanjuan will always be my little dad's baby."
Men give birth, uterus transplants, it's just ridiculous. There is no precedent in the world for a man to have a uterus transplanted to give birth to a child, and Su Fu doesn't want to be the first person, just to satisfy a person who sees him as a thorn in his side.
Hearing Su Fu's answer, the child finally showed a sweet smile and nestled in Su Fu's arms contentedly.
"Juanjuan, have you had dinner yet?"
Curly shook his head, then whispered that he was hungry, as if it was such a sin.
It's fine for He's mother to target him. Does such a young child not even prepare dinner for him? !
Su Fu's heart was churning again, and he held back again, touched his little head and asked, "Dad, is it okay to cook noodles?"
"Okay, my dad likes the rolls whatever he cooks."
The weather is still very hot, and the night is no exception. Su Fu first turned on the air conditioner in Juanjuan's room, and then took the child to the kitchen to cook a bowl of beef noodles. The father and son held a bowl of hot beef noodles and ate together in Jujuan's small room.
After washing the pots and bowls, Su Fu went to take a bath for Juanjuan. After taking care of Juanjuan and fell asleep, he went back to his room to take a shower and sleep.
It was past nine o'clock in the evening, not long after Su Fu had been lying on the bed, when He Shaoqi came back. Su Fu looked at the time, and he came back from overtime work more than an hour earlier than before.
He Shaoqi was very tired, he tore off his tie and fell on the bed.
"Have you had dinner? Shall I cook a bowl of noodles for you?" Su Fu sat up and asked him.
"No, I've eaten." He Shaoqi rubbed his temples to relieve his fatigue.
Seeing that he was tired, Su Fu didn't say any more, just said: "You are tired, I'll get a towel to wipe your face."
Su Fu was a little emotional. He didn't know when it would start. Seeing He Shaoqi coming home, he lost the joy he felt when he was in love. Maybe it was diluted by time, maybe it was wiped out by daily necessities.
Just about to get up and get out of bed, He Shaoqi grabbed Su Fu's hand, "I'll just go take a shower by myself later, I have something to tell you."
He Shaoqi sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.
Su Fu nodded, and sat cross-legged beside him.
He Shaoqi was probably considering his words, he didn't rush to speak, he took Su Fu's hand, squeezed it, and looked at it. It's been almost ten years, and they are all men in Ben San, and their fingers have calloused because they have been cooking with a pen for a long time, and they are no longer slender and soft like when they were in love. He Shaoqi's eyes lingered on Su Fu's hand for a while, and finally frowned slightly, and let go.
Su Fu didn't miss He Shaoqi's frown, and he couldn't tell what it was like, let's say it was uncomfortable, but he was already a little numb. He withdrew his hand, put it on his knee and twitched slightly, then uncomfortably overlapped and shook his other hand, waiting for He Shaoqi's words.
"About what mom said before asking you to undergo a uterus transplant to have a baby, I've checked. Mom is not whimsical. The largest hospital in Lin City is indeed researching the possibility of uterus transplantation and men having children. They need volunteers. And it’s free.”
After listening, Su Fu's heart skipped a beat. He thought it was over, but he didn't expect it to be over.
Su Fu lowered his eyes, "Why do you tell me this? If my aunt wants to have a grandson, she can actually go abroad to find a surrogate."
"I've thought about test-tube babies, surrogacy, but you also know that my mother is still very old-fashioned in her heart. In her eyes, the children born through these channels are of unknown origin, cannot be kissed, and the cost is too high. .Besides, what does a child born in this way have anything to do with you? It's not fair to you."
Is it fair for me to let me be a man to do the research with unknown degree of danger and have children? Su Fu remained silent, with mixed feelings in his heart. In fact, He Shaoqi is really a good and filial son, at least in He Shaoqi's heart, Su Fu will never be better than his mother. What the fuck does it mean, Su Fu thought bitterly, maybe one day He's mother wants him to die, and He Shaoqi will agree.
He Shaoqi saw that Su Fu was not happy, so he didn't force him any more, took his tightly clasped hands again, and said in a soft tone: "Don't worry, you should think about this matter more, don't rush to answer."
As he said that, He Shaoqi approached Su Fu, raised his head and kissed his lips, and slowly put Su Fu down on the bed while kissing.
Feeling He Shaoqi's kiss from his lips all the way down his neck, Su Fu felt a little stiff. In fact, they seldom did it in the past one or two years. The last time it was probably a few months ago, the current closeness made Su Fu feel a little uncomfortable.
Su Fu raised his head and let He Shaoqi kiss him, but his hands slightly grasped the bed sheet and didn't know where to put it. He was a little entangled in his heart, although he felt strange after not doing it for a long time, it was rare for He Shaoqi to be interested, maybe this was also an opportunity to warm up his relationship, Su Fu didn't want his indifference to spoil He Shaoqi's interest.
After getting used to it for a while, Su Fu raised his hand to take off He Shaoqi's clothes. But when he unbuttoned He Shaoqi's shirt, took off half of it, and saw the bite marks on He Shaoqi's shoulders that were not deep and not shallow, Su Fu's whole body seemed to have been splashed with cold water in the snow. to heart.
He Shaoqi was having an affair, and Su Fu had faintly noticed it last year. At that time, I was still consoling myself with a fluke mentality that maybe it was just a need for entertainment at work, and I kept holding back without asking if I was not sure, but now that the bite marks are all there, I understand everything.
The eye sockets started to turn red, Su Fu endured it, and then pushed away He Shaoqi who was on the rise.
He Shaoqi was just at the moment when he had no choice but to shoot, and was baffled by Su Fu's push.
"What's wrong?"
"Jujuan is not in a good mood today, I will go to sleep with him." Su Fu closed his pajamas, got up and got out of bed.
He Shaoqi grabbed Su Fu's hand, his face was a little dark, "What are you doing, I'm already like this, you just left?!"
Su Fu stood there in a daze, glanced at the hand held by He Shaoqi, and after being silent for a while, couldn't hold it back, and finally asked a question that had been circling in his heart for a long, long time, which made him a little hard to say.
"Shao Qi, do you still love me?"
Su Fu's voice was very soft, floating into He Shaoqi's ears like a feather, but it hit his heart hard like a hammer, making him very uncomfortable.
Frowning, He Shaoqi tugged his shirt irritably, got off the bed and stood in front of Su Fu.
"What's going on with you lately? You're getting more and more like a woman."
Su Fu's heart skipped a beat, and the coldness in his heart spread to the apex of his heart. He is not a person who likes to quarrel, but he is very bitter in his heart, so bitter that he couldn't help a wry smile from the corner of his mouth. Since entering He's family, she has been doing this and that like a little daughter-in-law every day, enduring this and that, but the more she lives, the more she becomes like a woman.
"I'm going to take care of Juanjuan."
In the end, Su Fu left silently without saying anything.
He Shaoqi watched Su Fu leave, lost his mind for a moment, then tore off his clothes and fell on the bed in resentment, he was not relieved, and even kicked the bed to vent his anger.