There weren't many people in the infusion room, and it was quite quiet.
Gong Wangheng didn't say anything, and Bai Yuan didn't say anything either. The little baby leaned his head on his brother's shoulder, and soon felt sleepy.
At this point, he began to think, what on earth had he relied on to complete the performance just now? Was it his iron willpower
Gong Wangheng took out his cell phone and found quite a few unread messages, most of which were from his classmates asking him questions.
Over the years, he is no longer as self-contained as he used to be. Although he doesn't have any particularly good friends, his social circle has expanded a lot.
Most of them are people I met at school or through competitions. At first, I added them as friends just to discuss academic matters, but later we also had exchanges in other areas.
Gong Wangheng is not concerned about people but about things. If it is something that he is interested in, he is happy to talk to people.
A classmate he met during undergraduate studies sent him a question, and Gong Wangheng clicked on it to take a look.
The little baby opened and closed his eyes, wanting to sleep but unable to.
She caught a glimpse of Gong Wangheng's phone from the corner of her eye. Seeing the strange letters and symbols on it, she boldly asked, "...Brother, what is this? What are you looking at?"
"A math problem."
Junior high school student Yuanyuan was shocked. Math problem? This is actually a math problem
Why are there no numbers in math problems? It seems that there are only English letters and strange symbols
Thinking about the mathematics he was learning, the little baby was a little confused. From junior high school to university, what would mathematics go through? How come even the numbers disappeared
“… Why doesn’t the math problem have any numbers? How did you understand it?”
"Finally, we'll have a number."
"… "
It's horrible, it's really horrible.
“… If I go to college, do I have to learn these things too?”
"It depends on the major. Some majors don't need it. But freshman math is easy, not that difficult. You can learn it."
No, the little darling doesn’t think he can learn it.
I sighed silently in my heart, feeling that the gap between me and my brother was getting bigger and bigger.
When I was little, I really couldn't feel it. I was just very proud of having a smart brother. As I grew up, I started to have more thoughts. Looking at my outstanding brother, the little baby would inexplicably feel a sense of urgency.
Not wanting to be left behind, he wanted to be as good as his brother.
"What are you sighing about?"
“… I didn’t sigh.”
"You sighed in your heart, I heard it."
"… "
He suspected that his brother also had magic, and he could detect it even when he sighed in his heart.
The little baby thought about it, leaned on his brother's shoulder, and muttered softly: "... The gap between us is getting bigger and bigger. If this continues, I will be abandoned by you."
Gong Wangheng asked: "Why?"
"The book says that it's hard to be friends if you don't have common topics. It seems like we have nothing in common right now. I don't understand anything you read."
common topic
Gong Wangheng wondered, do they not have this thing now? Did they have it before
Little Baby continued: "The book also says that if two people's levels are not the same, the one with the lower level will soon be left behind and abandoned."
Consistent level
If consistency of level is the criterion, would he have to wait until now to throw it away
Gong Wangheng wanted to give him a suitable answer, but in the end he found that Shuimitao's words were indeed powerful, and he couldn't find a way to refute them.
Finally, I had to say, "It's wrong in the book. Don't listen to it."
The little baby wondered, "How can the book be wrong?"
"Books are written by people, and people always make mistakes." Gong Wangheng said, "It is normal for a book to have a few hundred words wrong if it is worth hundreds of thousands or more."
The little darling was frightened by Gong Wangheng's words and paused: "...Brother, your words always make sense and you can convince me immediately."
Gong Wangheng thought to himself, your words are always so inexplicable, and you can't stop talking. You can still talk so much even when you are sick, you are probably the only one in the world.
"Okay, take a rest."
"Um."
After looking at his brother's math problems, the little baby became even more sleepy and his eyelids became heavier. This time, he leaned on Gong Wangheng and fell asleep in a short while.
Gong Wangheng felt that the head was quite heavy as he leaned against it. After making sure that the little guy was really asleep, he chuckled helplessly.
He had never considered the two issues his brother mentioned today, nor had he been with the little guy for so many years just to have common topics and so-called equal levels.
In his heart, his younger brother is a special existence, just a younger brother, different from everyone else.
No matter what level the little guy is, he is used to having him around. It seems that only at home, or with this little guy, can he completely relax and not be too defensive.
He never thought about whether or not someone would abandon whom. Until his younger brother really grew up, he would continue to take care of him as he did now.
By the time the baby's infusion was almost finished, Bai Qingnian was almost getting off work.
He changed his clothes and went over. Through the glass he saw the little baby leaning on Gong Wangheng.
Bai Qingnian felt helpless seeing that Yuanyuan was still clinging to her brother at such an age. He felt that Yuanyuan was spoiled by Gong Wangheng.
There were many whimsical things that Gu Xiefeng and I refused to let the little darling do, so he would go to Gong Wangheng. The key was that Gong Wangheng let him do whatever he wanted, and he would succeed every time.
Now, they are becoming more and more attached to their brother, as sticky as chewing gum. Gong Wangheng has improved the professional difficulty of their roles as parents in all aspects.
Bai Qingnian walked in. The little darling was still asleep. He whispered to Gong Wangheng, "… Today, thanks to you for sending your brother here, you can go back first and leave the rest to me."
Gong Wangheng also replied softly: "It's okay, Uncle Bai, I'm almost done, and moving around might wake up Yuanyuan. I don't have anything else to do, so I'll just stay here with him."
But the sound of the two people talking still woke up the little baby. He couldn't sleep very well while sitting. When he woke up and saw Bai Qingnian, he called out in a daze: "... Dad."
Bai Qingnian sat down on the other side of him and naturally put his arm around him: "Baby, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Are you feeling better?"
Bai Yuan acted like a spoiled child to his father: "… I feel uncomfortable. My head feels heavy and painful."
Look how clingy he is, he's still calling me baby even though he's this big.
Gong Wangheng watched silently as the culprit who spoiled the child so much appeared.
Bai Qingnian didn't notice Gong Wangheng's secret observation, nor did he think that this was excessive pampering - his child was sick, so wasn't it normal to comfort and hug him? It was all right.
Letting the little baby rub against her body: "It's normal to have a fever and a headache... How could you be so careless that you didn't even notice that you had a fever?"
"I thought I was just too nervous." Bai Yuan leaned on his father, "...Ah! I came out before the game was completely over. Does this count as my automatic forfeit?"
"You've already finished singing, so it doesn't count as a forfeit." Gong Wangheng said, "I just looked at the results of the competition, and you just didn't advance."
Gong Wangheng had a calm expression on his face and read out the news calmly and naturally.
The little baby felt that he should be sad after listening to his brother, but from his brother's tone, it seemed that this was not something worth being sad about, and he didn't know how to be sad.
Bai Qingnian continued: "It's useless even if you advance. You're so burned up and still want to sing."
He comforted the child: "There are competitions every year, so this one doesn't matter. Dad doesn't care what kind of award you win. Good health is the most important thing."
The little baby continued to rub against Bai Qingnian.
In fact, his physical discomfort prevented him from thinking too much about this matter. Now he just wanted to close his eyes, sleep well and have a good rest.
After the injection, they returned home.
Bai Yuan had no strength left and his legs were weak. When he got home, Bai Qingnian carried him to his room, hugging him like he did when they were children.
Bai Qingnian put him on the bed and told him to have a good rest. The little baby held his hand and grumbled coquettishly: "Dad, I don't think you love me anymore."
Bai Qingnian sat beside his bed and said with a smile, "Why don't I love you anymore?"
"When I was sick before, you would kiss and hug me, but now you don't even kiss me."
"You're grown up now, how can I kiss you casually?" Bai Qingnian touched his forehead, "Do you still think you're a child?"
Yes, that's what my little darling feels.
Although he was getting older, he didn't feel the passage of time was real as the years passed.
With parents who always love him, he always feels that he can still act like a spoiled child and act naughty with them.
"… But I feel bad now, I just want you to kiss me."
He felt particularly insecure when he was sick, and he just wanted his dad to kiss and hug him.
Bai Qingnian couldn't do anything about him, so he finally kissed his forehead: "Okay, Dad loves you, have a good rest."
There was another person who really wanted to kiss him, and that was Gu Xiefeng.
It’s a pity that he was on a business trip and I couldn’t even see him. He won’t be back for a few days.
Knowing that the baby had a fever again, Gu Xiefeng made several video calls to Bai Qingnian throughout the night. Unfortunately, the baby was sleeping and he missed them completely.
Bai Yuan took sick leave and rested at home for a few days.
When I was a child, I was very happy to take a sick leave because I could eat, drink and have fun at home with a clear conscience.
It’s boring to play alone now, and Gong Wangheng always has his own things to do. It’s not like when I was a child when I could see him every day. I usually only look for him when I’m free.
It was a little after ten in the evening and the little baby was curled up in bed watching anime.
He has fully recovered. He sleeps more during the day and is more energetic than a cat at night. He doesn't want to sleep at all.
Gong Wangheng sent a message: [Just free, go to sleep]
Gong Wangheng: [Have you recovered today?]
The little baby quickly replied: [Today I am as strong as an eagle, tomorrow I will go back to school]
Gong Wangheng: [It’s so late and you’re still awake?]
Bai Yuan: [I have been sleeping during the day, and now I can’t sleep, I want to go out and play]
Gong Wangheng: [Where else do you want to go at this time?]
Bai Yuan: [Actually I'm not going out to play, I just want to go out for a walk. There's no one at home, and I'm not happy staying alone (ノへ￣、)]
There was no news from my brother, and three minutes passed with no response.
When the little baby gave up hope and decided to continue watching anime, Gong Wangheng's message came: [Seriously?]
Bai Yuan: [Of course I’m serious. After staying at home for a long time, it’s good to go out and fly around.]
There was no sound from my brother again, and five minutes passed with no response.
What a stinky brother, he disappears intermittently.
The little baby was typing away, and Gong Wangheng's message came again: [Baby, look out the window]
Um
I was startled and before I could guess what my brother meant, I jumped off the bed, ran to the bedside and opened the window.
Under the dim street lights, Gong Wangheng stood in front of his house, with a heavy motorcycle behind him. He held two helmets in his hands and said to him, "Come on down, I'll take you for a ride."