Gong Wangheng just stood there, quietly watching the two little parrots sleeping.
I don’t know how long I stood there watching. I always felt that time was standing still. Now they were just a paused movie scene.
Gong Wangheng used the most ancient method to determine whether this moment was real or fake. He pinched his arm - it hurt, and it hurt a lot.
So this is true
So he traveled through time
Maybe I traveled through time to a few years later
His thoughts were floating around randomly, and Gong Wangheng felt that the speed at which his brain was thinking had become very slow, and the previous speed was no longer there.
Just as he was thinking this, his cell phone suddenly rang, startling him.
The two little parrots on the sofa were still asleep. Gong Wangheng looked around for his cell phone and finally found Bai Yuan's cell phone on the table. The caller ID showed Gu Xiefeng.
He hesitated for a second, then answered.
But what should I call Gu Xiefeng
He and the little darling should be married, right? They even have a child, so they must be married, right
But his memory still stayed at the time when Bai Yuan just went to college. He had called him Uncle Gu for so many years and was not used to the sudden change of words.
However, Gu Xiefeng spoke first: "Yuanyuan, it's Dad."
Gong Wangheng subconsciously replied, "Yuanyuan is taking a nap, it's me."
"It's Hengheng."
Still calling him Hengheng
Gong Wangheng was puzzled, but replied: "Yes, it's me."
"Where's our little Strawberry? Is she awake?"
"We slept together."
"It seems that I called too late. It's okay. When they wake up later, remember to ask Yuanyuan to call me back."
"good."
"Remember to bring Strawberry back this weekend. I haven't seen the baby for a week."
This baby must be Little Strawberry. Gong Wangheng could guess: "... Yes, I understand."
Gu Xiefeng hung up the phone.
Gong Wangheng looked at the screen of his mobile phone and thought for a few seconds. However, his reason succumbed to his curiosity and he unlocked Bai Yuan's phone.
Whether it was a dream or a time travel, he wanted to know what the little baby would call him after they had a child.
From childhood to adulthood, he always referred to himself as "Brother Hengheng".
After falling in love, it changed to "my favorite brother".
What would it be now, would it be “the most beloved husband”
Gong Wangheng clicked on it with such a fantasy, and finally saw his own note at the top, with only three words left: stinky wild boar.
Gong Wangheng: …
This must be a dream, this is definitely a dream.
The little babe wouldn't call him that, it couldn't possibly be real.
About an hour later, Bai Yuan and Xiao Caomei woke up.
Although he had been watching them, Gong Wangheng didn't know when they turned back into human form. When they woke up, the big and the small stretched together, and they looked exactly the same.
But when he saw Gong Wangheng, Bai Yuan's first words were: "Why are you still here?"
Gong Wangheng was stunned, not knowing how to answer.
Thinking of that stinky wild boar, he even felt a little panic in his heart - why is this happening? Is it because their relationship is not good after marriage? But they both have a little strawberry
Fortunately, the little baby then asked him: "Aren't you very busy with the project you are working on? Why are you still at home today?"
Gong Wangheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, even in his dreams, he could not accept any crack in their relationship.
Gong Wangheng quickly replied: "... I'm not busy today, I want to stay at home and watch you."
Bai Yuan looked at him with the same eyes as before, and felt that Gong Wangheng was a little strange today.
Gong Wangheng: "By the way, just now Gu..."
How should he address Gu Xiefeng? Is it not okay to still call him Uncle Gu? But he couldn't call him Dad right away.
But little Strawberry started crying.
The baby just woke up, but probably because he didn’t get enough sleep, he stretched and couldn’t fall asleep again. He felt uncomfortable and started crying.
Bai Yuan picked up Little Strawberry and patted his back to comfort him.
The little strawberry baby was very easy to coax. He lay on Bai Yuan's shoulder, sniffed his scent, and soon stopped crying.
When Gong Wangheng looked at the little strawberry, all he could think of was Bai Yuan’s childhood.
Little Strawberry was so cute and looked so much like the little baby, she was a smaller version of him. When they met, the little baby was already three or four years old, and after so many years, some of his memories had become blurred.
But looking at the little strawberry, bits and pieces of childhood memories slowly emerged.
His little baby must have been just as cute when he was a baby, but he never got to see it with his own eyes, and there are no photos or videos to record it, which is such a pity.
After little Strawberry stopped crying, she didn't fall asleep, but started her afternoon full of energy.
He's a busy little baby with a lot to do.
He first crawled around the house, then crawled from the living room to the entrance to play with shoes. After arranging the shoes in the way he liked, he crawled away while making a clattering sound.
Seeing the clothes that his parents casually hung on the sofa, he pointed out seriously: "Papa! Da!"
Seeing the candies and snacks on the coffee table, his eyes lit up: "Papa! Dada!"
He crawled into his pile of toys again, but not for playing. He was too young and had no idea what toys meant. He was just curious about these objects of unknown purpose, and would use his mouth to identify anything he grabbed.
After identifying the food and finding it inedible, he would immediately throw it aside.
His favorite things are gold, silver and jewelry. Although he is only seven or eight months old, his bird nature has begun to show and he likes these shiny and beautiful things.
There was a sapphire bracelet hidden under the sofa cushion. He crawled to the side of the sofa and slowly stood up with the help of the sofa.
He stumbled with every step, but was trying very hard to practice walking.
Gong Wangheng sat next to Bai Yuan and looked at Xiao Strawberry with him. Then he saw Xiao Strawberry pull out a sapphire bracelet from under the sofa cushion.
Gong Wangheng didn't know what this meant, but Bai Yuan stood up and walked to Xiao Caomei: "... Isn't this the bracelet that Madam lost last time? Did you hide it again?"
Little Strawberry immediately put the bracelet into her mouth and shook her head to deny it.
This is not my grandmother's bracelet, and this is not something he hid. This was found wild on the sofa.
"Spit it out quickly, don't put it in your mouth. I've told you so many times not to hide your wife's things."
Then the two parrots started a chase game in the living room.
The little parrot refused to spit out what was in its mouth. It lay down, ready to fight, and ran around the room at a high speed. Its chubby hands and feet left afterimages, making it very difficult for adults to catch up.
The little parrot was not willing to be outdone and chased after it relentlessly: "You can't crawl so fast! Stop now!"
Gradually, Bai Yuan started to speed up, which caused a certain degree of psychological pressure on Xiao Strawberry.
Gong Wangheng looked at it and felt that there seemed to be no changes. His little darling, even though he had a child, still seemed as childish as before.
In this chase without the smoke of gunpowder, Little Strawberry soon began to feel exhausted. After all, he was just a little baby and his physical strength was not that good. He could only seek help outside the field.
He changed his crawling direction, accelerated greatly, and finally took off and fell into Gong Wangheng's arms.
The flesh on its body trembled when it landed, and the chubby little guy threw himself into Gong Wangheng's arms and buried his face.
It seemed as if Bai Yuan would not be able to see him anymore.
Little Strawberry spat out the bracelet: "Papa! Papa!"
There were no words, but Gong Wangheng understood what he meant. The little guy was asking him for help.
It's really too milky and soft.
They actually have such a cute little baby, he even accepted it as a dream.
The author has something to say: I'm back with little strawberries
I haven't seen you for a few days. I hope you haven't forgotten me.