"You want to kiss me?"
"Yes. No?"
Feng Yeran wondered if there was a problem with his education, and said, "No, absolutely not."
Feng Hua looked up at him, breathing unsteadily: "But, do you know how to kiss someone?"
"Fool, kissing is done with the woman you like, of course I will... you will too in the future."
Feng Hua never seemed to expect Feng Yeran to answer like this. His breathing was rapid, his chest was undulating, his fingers were shaking slightly, and it was obvious that he was suppressing something, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "But I like you, so is it okay?!"
"Feng Hua, I like you too!"
There was another glimmer of hope in Feng Hua's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, he murmured, "It's different."
Before his face was wrinkled and his tears burst, he had already turned his body, turned his back to Feng Yeran, controlled his voice with the last of self-control, and said, "I see. I'm going to sleep."
Then he went to sleep alone in the small room. Obviously, as long as you go to Feng Yeran's house before, you will definitely squeeze a big bed with him. It was the first time that this little monster slept in the crib obediently.
That night, for the first time, Feng Hua truly understood what tears and despair were.
And Feng Yeran also lost sleep for a long time. Although he was slow, he was not so slow that he didn't notice Feng Hua's thoughts. But for him, Feng Hua is just a child, and he is still a boy. He has a normal sexuality, and it is impossible for him to be with Feng Hua. I am afraid that in a few years, Feng Hua will also be amused by what he thinks now. No wonder, adolescent children Just cranky thoughts. He decided to find a time to have a good talk with Feng Hua, but he was busy again these days, and he was always unable to speak, so he delayed for seven days.
But he should have talked to Feng Hua earlier, because, in the early morning of the sixth day, a female researcher who entered Feng Hua's room was injured by Feng Hua - fractured neck and arm.
This incident alarmed the dean and the director. The female researcher lying in the hospital said that she was just going to do a routine check on Feng Hua. Feng Hua suddenly became furious, twisted her arm, and threw her on the wall, almost asking for it. her life.
A large group of people came to the small room where Feng Hua was, and Feng Yeran, the person in charge of Feng Hua, asked, "Feng Hua, why did you hurt her?"
Feng Hua looked up at him, and his voice was a little frivolous, which made Feng Yeran very unfamiliar: "She wants to have sex with me, I just rejected her."
Several people around almost burst out laughing. Everyone knows that no matter how gorgeous Feng Hua looks, everyone knows his true appearance, and the female researcher also knows, but who wants to have sex with a monster? And this monster is just a child, right
But Feng Yeran didn't react at all. He stared at Feng Hua as if he was looking at a stranger. This child, who was like his own flesh and blood, didn't understand how he could spit out "go to bed" at such a young age. Belonging to an adult, even slightly dirty words, has absolutely no idea where he learned it, does he really know what sex/bed is all about
After a long time, Feng Yeran popped these words out of his teeth: "Tell the truth."
Feng Hua smiled and looked at Feng Yeran, as if everyone around didn't exist: "Ye'er, what do you want me to say?"
"… "
He suddenly approached Feng Yeran, and when he was only a stone's throw away, he slowly said like a dream, "Because I was rejected by the person I liked... So I broke down and couldn't control myself, so I hurt someone?"
Feng Yeran looked at the suddenly enlarged face in front of him in a dazed way - it was as delicate as a drawn outline, with wide, bloodshot eyes, black eyes, and a somewhat arrogant smile, so unfamiliar and terrifying. A dizzying aroma hit his face, Feng Yeran couldn't think, and almost instinctively avoided it.
Feng Hua sat back again, lowered his eyes, and his curly hair blocked his eyes. After a while, he said lightly as if giving up: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. Punish me."
Due to this incident, Feng Hua was locked up for a month.
Before the confinement, Feng Yeran specifically asked him to talk. For this conversation, Feng Yeran even read a lot of books about puberty, and was well prepared.
In the small room, Feng Hua was sitting on a small swing, wearing stockings and his legs were white; while Feng Yeran was sitting opposite him, flipping out a thick book and talking to him.
"Feng Hua, the reason why you have that kind of feeling for me is an illusion that you often have in adolescence..."
"I'm twenty-three years older than you, you know? I'm your father, and I like you too, but it's a kind of affection... "
"A man should like a woman, and you also have a spouse. She is the princess we carefully cultivated and made, and she is the best match for you..."
"I have a woman I like. It should be said that I love her. I have liked her since high school, although she is married to my brother..."
…
Feng Hua sat opposite Feng Yeran, watching his mouth open and closing, listening to his favorite voice. At first, I could understand, but gradually, I found that I could not understand what he was saying. Every word seemed so unfamiliar, like a random word made up of strange radicals, meaningless. When Feng Yeran looked at him, he would nod and answer, but he himself didn't know what he was talking about. He's curious what he's going to say, he's listening to himself—
Yes, he seemed to be standing in the corner of the room, silently looking at the two people in the room: Feng Yeran, who was talking endlessly, and the "good boy" who was sitting on the swing and listening carefully.
He wandered and lingered in the room, he suddenly had a kind of doubt, didn't know why he was in this place, didn't know if it all made sense, it seemed that the only evidence that he still existed was his chest cavity that was stuffy. He walked to the small iron window, endured the pain that seemed to lack oxygen, and looked at everything outside the iron railing for a long time, as if there was something outside that could liberate him and make him happy.
After Feng Yeran finished speaking, he gave him a big hug.
At the moment of being embraced, the wandering body was suddenly sucked into the body and became a whole. Feng Hua held Feng Yeran back in a daze, as if he had a long dream, with only the slightest fragment in his head, and the rest was just blank.
"Eh? Why are you crying?" Feng Yeran anxiously wiped away Feng Hua's tears, feeling deeply distressed. This was the first time he saw Feng Hua cry. At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, this is his child. His cute, docile Feng Hua, and that frivolous, dangerous, and aggressive Feng Hua is just an illusion.
Feng Hua didn't know why he was crying, maybe it was because he learned the skill of crying and couldn't master it yet.
He hugged Feng Yeran tightly and murmured, "Can I still see you when I'm locked up?"
"I will come to see you."
"Does it come every day?"
"I'm afraid I can't come every day, you know, it's confinement after all, even I can't come into your room casually, of course I'll apply to the director, I can find you when I have a stomachache... Don't feel lonely, I'll bring you a lot of books, plates, comics, games, etc., enough to pass the time. You can also chat with the old man at the door. Occasionally, people will pass by, and they will be interested in you. Talk to them more."
"I just want to talk to you."
"You should make more friends."
"What if you... don't come to see me again?!"
Feng Hua squatted down, looked up at the child whose eyes were swollen from crying, sighed lovingly, and kept wiping the tears from his eyes for him.
Feng Yeran put Feng Hua's hand on his stomach: "Little fool, have you forgotten that I am your patient? I can't live without you!"
Feng Hua was stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled, he nodded heavily: "Well..."
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During the period of confinement, Feng Hua gradually became confused between day and night, reality and dreams. When he wakes up, he stands in a daze by the window, or sits on the swing in a daze, and sleeps most of the time, unless Feng Yeran knocks on his door and talks to him outside the confinement room.
He had many, many dreams, most of which he could not remember the content of, and occasionally could only recall a few fragments-dream of another vague self, standing in the room observing himself, with a detached expression, full of irony; I dreamed that the iron railings on the iron window were gone, and the turbulent autumn wind came in from the outside, and seemed to be inviting me cheerfully, so I climbed up the iron window and looked out, and there was a familiar figure standing among the thousands of red trees. Among them, staring at myself…
On October 5th, after being locked for a week, the iron door was knocked again. It was not the food delivery person, but a young, frivolous, thin red-haired man.
"Yo~" He whistled outside the door, the iron door rang a few times, and he actually came in.
The light outside was too dazzling, Feng Hua covered his eyes with his hands and frowned, "How did you get in?"
During the confinement period, even Feng Yeran could not enter at will. He only applied to the director to enter Feng Hua's room when he had a stomachache.
"I have this~" The red-haired man shook the key in his hand and laughed roguely.
"Where's Mr. Zhang?"
"Out there. Don't look at me with such hostile eyes, I'm not a bad person."
"Who are you?"
"Sean."
"Are you a researcher here?"
"Hey, that's it."
"What are you doing here?"
"I'll talk to you."
"I do not want to talk."
"I'm curious about you... Come on, let's introduce ourselves."
Sean narrowed his eyes, looking at the thief. He sat unceremoniously on the small sofa opposite Feng Hua, where Feng Yeran usually sat, "My name is Sean, I am 24 years old, an intern, majoring in biological sciences, graduated from X University next door, Hobbies are beauty, food, photography. Children, how about you?"
Feng Hua did not speak.
Sean was not at all embarrassed, and said confidently: "Let me guess... You, Feng Hua, born more than four years ago, have the appearance of a fourteen-year-old human being, but you are actually a new born with 89% Adessel blood. Humans. You can turn certain dreams into reality, um, like turning a butterfly in a dream into a tactile butterfly or something, but not for long."
"..." Feng Hua took a sip of water, completely disinterested.
"Your guardian is Feng Yeran, 27 years old. Because of your great fame and wealth, you are now a very busy person."
Feng Hua put down the water glass and finally looked up at him.
"Everyone thinks he's successful, but most people don't know that he has a miserable family and a dying body."
Feng Hua frowned.
"He came from a famous family, but unfortunately he was only the child of his mistress. His father placed all his hopes on his brother who was 12 years older than him, ignoring his growth. His mother died of illness when he was in high school. There is also a sister lover, but the woman fell in love with his brother, they got married, and at their wedding, he was drunk and made a big fuss. As a result, he cut off his relationship with his famous family, a People ran away from home. Unfortunately, the irregular and unhealthy life led to new diseases, and he actually suffered from stomach cancer... "
"To shut up."
"Looking at your reaction, am I right?"
"How did you know?" Feng Hua asked cautiously.
"This is something that is on the bright side, and anyone can know as long as they investigate a little."
With that said, he took out a bunch of photos, scraps of newspapers, etc. from his backpack.
As soon as Feng Hua raised his hand, a few photos flew into his hand. Sean looked at this incredible scene and whistled again excitedly.
The first photo was taken at the wedding. In the picture, Feng Yeran was pulling the bride tightly and striding forward, surrounded by unclear figures, one can imagine how sensational it was at the time.
Feng Hua squinted slightly, and the next second, the bride's face in the photo burned.
Sean was so scared that he quickly grabbed the photo and put out the fire with his clothes: "My little ancestor! This is the photo I have worked so hard to get for so many years, how can you..."
"What else do you know?"
"Hey, I still know a lot of things, but you have to promise not to destroy my photos. Also! My body is also very fragile, you don't... don't do it to me... hehe." Frightened, she said timidly.
"Are you afraid of me now?"
"No, no... You promise first, and I'll say it after you promise."
"I promise."
"Well, okay, then I'll continue to tell you... I also know, you... Being locked up for a month, Feng Ye can't come to see you every day, and you really want to know what he's doing outside. When you meet someone, you want to know every detail of him, because..." Red Hair subconsciously made a self-defense gesture, "You like him!"
But he was not attacked. When he looked up at Feng Hua, he found that he was actually smiling.
Feng Hua tilted his head slightly to look at him with a smile on his lips. Hongmao suddenly thought that it makes sense for Feng Hua not to attack him. In Feng Hua's eyes, he is just a little mouse, even though he looks much older than Feng Hua.
"Yes, I like him." Feng Hua said with a smile, his voice soft, "However, why did you come and tell me this?"
Sean was excited: "I can help you!"
"How to help?"
"I like photography. Recently, I was Feng Yeran's valet. I usually have nothing to do. I can help you take pictures of his whereabouts!"
"Sounds good, but why help me?"
"hey-hey… "
"Say."
Hongmao was startled, his thin body shook a little, and he quickly said attentively, "Because I'm interested in you! I want to make friends with you, talk to you more... hehe."
"… nausea."
"⊙﹏⊙"
—To be continued
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