Fu Ruien and Qiu Qiu stared at the uninvited guest outside the window, while falling into boundless silence.
Sugar son is ashamed.
Sugar daddy was shocked.
Qiu's father has been on a business trip for a while, and he said he would be back next week, but the official business ended early. He was thinking about his son's competition today, so when he got off the train, he rushed to the TV station with a suitcase in his hands to block people.
He didn't even call in advance, and he was very confident that he was very lucky. With the tacit understanding between the father and son, he would definitely be able to catch his cub.
... Who would have thought it would be such a coincidence that they caught two at once.
In the car, Fu Ruien looked at him hesitantly and vigilantly, wondering how much the other party watched the distracted scene just now.
He originally wanted to be frank and upright, but now he is serious and wants to fall in love. He couldn't say when the qualitative change in his heart took place, but he wanted to keep Qiu Qiu, wanted to protect Qiu Qiu's stable growth, and wanted him to be happy forever...
If he only wanted a moment of pleasure, he should have changed his goal after the nurturing ended. And he has been spinning around Qiu Qiu during this time, and all he thinks about and thinking about in his spare time is this boy. If he regards this kind of relationship as "having fun", it would be too self-deceiving.
During this period of time, his care and love for Qiu Qiu came from the heart, without any falsehood. However, there was a gap in age and status between them. If he stood in Papa Qiu's position, he would never watch his beautiful eldest son being dragged into a wolf's den.
The more kindly the father smiled, the more vigilant the godfather became. He always felt that the wrinkles were full of razor blades, and the eyes were full of inscrutable.
Fu Ruien was rapidly deducing the situation of the heart attack in his head, but Qiu Qiu in the passenger seat didn't think so much - he directly opened the door and jumped out of the car like a little kangaroo!
"Dad, where are your glasses??!!"
Qiu's father never thought that the first sentence of his son would be to blame the teacher. He seemed to see his wife appearing in front of him, and he said anxiously, "The taxi just got in... Qiuqiu, don't complain to your mother..."
It's a pity his son doesn't like this. Qiu Qiu put on a straight face, put his hands on his hips, and imitated his mother's tone vividly: "...'Mr. Qiu, how many times have I told you that you have nearly a thousand degrees of presbyopia, and buying you ten pairs of glasses is not enough for you to lose! '…”
Qiu's father was in his fifties, and his face was reddened by his son's criticism, and he almost wanted to continue his business trip with his suitcase.
Father Qiu had very good eyesight when he was young. Although he had done desk work for decades, his eyesight was excellent. All his classmates wore glasses with thick bottle bottoms. Only his bridge of nose was clean, and he stood out handsomely. Who would have thought that as soon as he turned fifty, his hairline would be bald, his waistline would rise, his presbyopia would appear, and his eyesight would decline rapidly in just five years. If he didn't wear his special 800-degree With presbyopic glasses, things within two meters can't be seen clearly at all-it can be said that men and women can't be distinguished, and people and animals can't be distinguished.
Because of his poor eyesight, he couldn't see the road under his feet clearly, and he often fell down on flat ground. Teacher Dong, who was far away overseas, asked him to tie his glasses legs with strings and hang them around his neck, so that he would not forget to wear glasses.
But Mrs. Qiu likes to be pretty, and thinks it is too old-fashioned, so he is not willing to wear it. As a result, he has to lose at least two reading glasses a month.
Hearing the quarrel between the father and son, Fu Ruien finally understood the situation just now.
——Papa Qiu did see his son and Fu Ruien got into the same car, so he went out of the car and knocked on the window. But the scene where the two hugged and hugged each other in the car, and even almost kissed, he didn't see clearly at all, he only saw two dusty figures.
Fu Ruien laughed that he cared about it but was confused. In the short half a minute just now, he listed one, two, three, four ways in his mind to face the situation of being forced to come out. If the Qiu family's parents insist on beating the mandarin ducks, he has also prepared eight strategies to prove his sincerity.
I can't think of any of them.
Over there, Father Qiu was taught a lesson by Qiu Qiu.
Papa Qiu quickly changed the subject: "Son, you haven't introduced your friends to me yet."
Fu Ruien had already got out of the car at this time, standing tall and tall beside Qiu Qiu. In Papa Qiu's blurred vision, this friend of his son's had broad shoulders and long legs, wearing a neat suit, with a refined temperament and personable demeanor. I really don't know where Qiu Qiu met him.
Because Qiu's father has poor eyesight, he naturally didn't know that Qiu Qiu looked away in a panic after taking a peek at Fu Ruien.
Qiu Qiu is a single-threaded boy. Just now when his father appeared, he was just talking about him. Now that he has nothing to talk about, he just remembered the scene in the car.
Just now... he closed his eyes in a daze, and almost became meat on the chopping board, a cooked duck, or a happy goat dragged into the wolf's den.
Escaping from the tiger's mouth, Qiu Qiu's heart pounded nervously. He is obviously heterosexual, he doesn't like men - if he likes men, Da Xiong always walks around with bare buttocks in the dormitory, why doesn't he like Da Xiong.
He must have been hallucinating because he was too tired from the game, that's why he regarded his godfather as a girl, and couldn't help but want to do those things with him that God knows and everyone knows.
... As long as he gets a good night's sleep and rests, he won't be so cranky anymore.
When Fu Ruien heard Qiu's father's question, he took the initiative to reach out his hand and introduced himself: "Mr. Qiu, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Fu Ruien. I don't know if you have heard Qiuqiu mention me."
"Mr. Fu? Did you mention it!" Papa Qiu had heard his son talk about his rich godfather for a long time, but he never expected to meet a real person today.
He has searched on Baidu several times, and the three words Fu Ruien retrieved a lot of financial news, extra points; none of the lace news, extra points; and he is also an honorary alumni of University A, donated several teaching buildings, extra points Bonus points. Thinking about how much Fu Ruien has taken care of Qiu Qiu during this period of time, he not only provided him with a scholarship, but also let him live at home. Papa Qiu has already decided in his heart that Godfather Fu is a good man worth entrusting.
Papa Qiu stepped back several steps one after another, until he was three meters away, his eyes were in focus, and he was able to take a good look at Fu Ruien.
Hmm... The appearance is dignified, the jade quality is golden, the dragon and the phoenix are among the people, and you forget the vulgarity when you see it. Standing with their son is a good match.
Qiu's father nodded while watching. After seeing enough, he strode back to Fu Ruien and praised with satisfaction: "Mr. Fu is so young. Standing next to Qiu Qiu is not like a godfather, but like a godbrother. I Both my mother and I are very relieved to entrust Qiuqiu to you."
"..." Fu Rui'en can be considered to understand who and where Qiu Qiu's character was inherited from. It is estimated that the Qiu family's chromosomes are naturally missing a tendon. "Mr. Qiu praised it absurdly. Qiuqiu is very sensible. I... like it very much."
Fu Ruien specially emphasized the last three words, and Qiu Qiu understood it immediately. He didn't dare to look up at his godfather, for fear of having the illusion that his godfather turned into a girl after watching too much.
Qiu's father has poor eyesight, so naturally he couldn't see the eye contact between the two of them.
He patted Fu Ruien's arm with his big hand, and said heartily: "Based on your relationship with Qiuqiu, why do you call me Mr. Qiu, change your mouth quickly!"
"... change what?"
"Of course you call me 'Big Brother', but you still want to call me father-in-law, hahahahaha."
Fu Ruien thought to himself, if I really call you father-in-law, I guess your son will turn into a little mouse and crawl under the manhole cover.
…
Father Qiu's eyesight is not good, and Qiu Qiu's sense of direction is not good. How can Fu Ruien rest assured that the father and son will go home alone. Anyway, the car he drove today has a lot of space, so he suggested that he take the two of them home.
Speaking of which, Fu Rui'en really didn't know where Qiu Qiu's family lived. The secretary had investigated it for him, but he didn't care at the time. He put it on the desk and turned it over a few times before putting it aside. I don't know the specifics.
Qiu's father closed his eyes in the back seat and rested his mind. Qiu Qiu sat in the passenger seat and directed Fu Ruien to drive in the direction of his house. In fact, Qiu Qiu hasn't escaped from the ambiguous atmosphere just now, he didn't dare to look at his godfather when he was talking, and kept his head down to look at the mobile phone navigation, but even if he lowered his head, he could still feel Fu Ruien's gaze on his own On the top of his head, like a fine and dense net, wrapped his whole body.
Fu Ruien knew not to act too hastily, but to plan and move slowly. But when he thought that he was almost able to eat the lamb just now, but was disturbed by the old sheep, he couldn't help but feel a pity.
I don't know when the next time I have such a good opportunity.
There was not much traffic at night, and Fu Ruien caught a glimpse of Qiu Qiu's father sleeping from the rearview mirror, so he stretched his right hand to the passenger seat and wrapped Qiu Qiu's left hand hanging beside him. His movements are natural and smooth, completely planned for a long time.
Qiu Qiu didn't expect his godfather to be so courageous, trembling with fright, he wanted to break free, but he was afraid that he would draw his father's attention if he moved too much.
There was soft and gentle music playing in the car, and under the cover of the music, Qiu Qiu protested softly: "...my dad is still here..."
Fu Ruien also whispered to him: "It's okay, he can't see it."
No, with Lao Qiu's eyes, maybe the two of them kissed in front of him, and he could treat Qiu Qiu as Fu Ruien.
Qiu Qiu struggled twice but didn't break free, so he could only let him rub like a little rabbit. Anyway... anyway, he has slept in a tent, he wants to hold his little hand... then let his godfather hold it.
From the palm to the fingertips, from the back of the hand to the crevices of the fingers, Fu Rui'en focused on two things, kept playing with Qiu Qiu's tender hands, and refused to let them go when they turned red. Qiu Qiu wasn't made of cotton, he felt pain after being pinched twice by Fu Ruien, he hurriedly withdrew his left hand and sent his right hand over, saying pitifully: "Change hands, change hands, don't point at one place to pull wool ah… "
But what Fu Ruien wants to squeeze the most is wool.
The luxury car drives quietly on the street, the street lights illuminate the road ahead, but the emotional road of the people in the car leads to nowhere.
Fu Ruien deliberately missed a few turning points commanded by Qiu Qiu, and made a big circle before driving towards the tube building. This tube building located in the old city has been around for some years. Qiu Qiu said that he lived in this community when he was just born, and he knows every plant and tree here like the back of his hand. He can walk from the door of his house to the bus station with his eyes closed. .
There was no parking lot in the old community. Thanks to Fu Ruien's superb driving skills, his car managed to carve out a small path in the narrow street, and parked steadily at the gate of Tongzilou.
Qiu's father took the high-speed train all afternoon today, and was half asleep in the car. It was Qiu Qiu who called him to wake him up.
"Ah... here... what time is it?" He asked in a daze.
Fu Ruien replied, "It's past eleven o'clock."
If it wasn't for him deliberately going around in circles to spend more time with Tang Son, he would have sent the father and son home at half past ten.
"It's so late?" Papa Qiu rubbed his eyes and hurriedly got out of the car. While stuffing the suitcase into his son's hands, he turned his head and greeted Fu Rui'en: "I don't think you should leave, it won't be early in the morning before you go back? Just make do with it here tonight. The house is not big, so you can Don't be disgusted."
Qiu Qiu didn't expect his father to be so clever, but when he thought of sleeping with Fu Ruien under Qiu's father's nose, he was embarrassed and anxious, his whole face was like a ripe apple. "Godfather has to go to work tomorrow, our house is too far away from his company."
Fu Ruien replied with a smile: "I have nothing to do tomorrow morning, so I can be late."
"My house is not as big as your study..."
"When I started my business, I lived in the basement."
"My bed is too small, it's a single..."
Fu Ruien raised his eyebrows: "Isn't that good?"
Qiu Qiu: "..."
Papa Qiu: "...huh???"
Fu Ruien: "What I mean is, I'm not picky, as long as Qiuqiu doesn't let godfather sleep in the bathroom."
Fu Ruien was scheming and scheming, seeing every move, and Qiu Qiu hastily put forward several reasons for rejection, all of which were resolved by him one by one. If the two continued to be polite, Father Qiu would see the problem. Qiu Qiu had no choice but to grit his teeth and take Fu Ruien home.
The tube building is not high, and his family lives on the fourth floor. Qiu's father has bad eyesight, and walked up slowly while holding on to the railing. Qiu Qiu followed behind him, carrying the luggage for him.
Qiu Qiu's father was on a business trip for a month, and his luggage was heavy and heavy. In addition, he bought a lot of local specialties, so Qiu Qiu's small body couldn't carry it.
Fu Ruien took the largest suitcase from him, leaving him only the lightest bits and pieces.
Qiu Qiu wanted to grab it, but Fu Rui'en stopped him: "I'll help your dad with it, and you help your godfather with your godfather's luggage, okay?"
"Where do you have any luggage?"
"Who said I didn't?" Fu Ruien looked at him, his eyes were full of the reflection of Tang Zi, "My luggage is heavy, it weighs more than a hundred catties."
"...ah?" Qiu Qiu looked around in surprise, "Where is it, in the trunk?"
Fu Ruien: "..."
…
Qiu Qiu's house is indeed not big, there are several families on the first floor of a small tube building, the Qiu family guards the corner, and a room is only more than 30 square meters, with two rooms and no living room.
The decoration in the room looks old, the white paint on the wall has been mottled, a square dining table is cramped in the small hall, and countless awards are densely pasted on the wall, some belong to Qiu Qiu’s three-good student, some belong to Qiu’s father Qiu Damn advanced workers.
Fu Ruien was used to living in a large and luxurious house, so he suddenly came to this small room, and it was really uncomfortable. But thinking that this is the place where Qiu Qiu grew up after all, he looked around with great interest, but when he looked at it, he saw the problem.
"This house... haven't lived in it for a long time?"
It is true that this house has traces of Qiu Qiu's growth, but these traces have been discontinued more than ten years ago. And the decoration in the room is too old, it is impossible not to renovate once in 20 years, right
While packing his father's luggage, Qiu Qiu replied, "Yes, I moved when I was in elementary school. This house is not big, and it doesn't cost much to rent out. It has been used to store sundries."
"Then why did you move back all of a sudden?"
"Oh, the one-story house I live in now is being demolished. This is the house that my dad's work unit allocated at the beginning. It is close to the publishing house and can go to work on foot. Now my mother is abroad, and I live in school again, so he moved back alone to make a living. .”
Fu Ruien joked: "I didn't expect us to demolish the second generation in Qiuqiu. Now bungalows are very valuable. In addition to giving the house and paying back the money, how much can your family get?"
His attitude was completely chatty, after all, the Qiu family was just an ordinary scholarly family, presumably the bungalows to be demolished were not big, so it would be nice to have two flats.
Qiu Qiu calculated with his fingers for a long time, and said very distressed: "I can't count the specifics, but property plus cash, two to three hundred million is always there."
Fu Ruien saw that he was speaking clearly and logically, and felt that this little money fan's pretentious posture was really cute. He tapped Qiu Qiu's forehead with his fingers, and said teasingly: "Then godfather will be short of money, so let Qiuqiu borrow it, and the interest will be counted." A little lower, okay?"
Unexpectedly, Qiu Qiu took it seriously, he stopped what he was doing, looked into Fu Ruien's eyes, and said solemnly: "... If the godfather needs to ask me to borrow money, there must be something wrong with the business. Time, otherwise you wouldn't have spoken to me. How could I ask you to ask for interest, and I will give my godfather as much money as I have. "
After hearing this, Fu Ruien was speechless, his heart was surging with emotions, he was moved and funny at the same time.
He knew that it was impossible for Qiu Qiu to have so much money, but Qiu Qiu's attitude of spending money on him hit the softest part of his chest impartially.
His previous relationships were all bought out with money, measured by money, he has always been the one who paid. For the first time, he was put on one end of the balance, and in Qiu Qiu's heart, his weight was more important than hundreds of millions of cash.
Even if Qiu Qiu is poor and white now, Fu Ruien believes that what Qiu Qiu said is definitely not a lie to please him.
He didn't want to show his emotions too much, for fear of scaring his well-behaved sugar son, so he changed the subject and said, "Then Qiuqiu must work hard to become a star, and after becoming a star, he can make a lot of money for his godfather to spend."
Qiu Qiu thinks that godfather is too old to understand? He doesn't need to be a big star to spend money for his godfather.
…
It was already very late after packing the luggage. Papa Qiu slept in the car just now, and he is not so tired now. He, Qiu Qiu, and Fu Ruien sat around the small dining table, chatting about Qiu Qiu's recent study and life.
As the person involved, Qiu Qiu didn't even have a chance to speak, mainly because of the two worried old fathers talking.
But Father Qiu is talking about parenting experience, and Godfather Fu is talking about parenting experience.
Fu Ruien speaks very skillfully. He tells all kinds of things that happened after the two of them got together. Obviously everything is true, but from his mouth, it seems that the relationship between the two of them is more innocent than tap water. innocent.
Qiu Qiu felt that the godfather was so hypocritical, that he wanted to spoil him even in the car today.
After Fu Rui'en finished talking about everything in detail, Qiu's father held his hand very touched, thanking him for taking care of Qiu Qiu during this period of time, making his stupid son who has no heart gain three catties of weight.
After chatting about studying, Dad Qiu turned to Qiu Qiu again and started asking him about the draft competition.
"I watched your performance today on the bullet train. You sang very well. You have advanced again. Your parents are proud of you..." Papa Qiu paused, "But when will you compete in this competition?"
Qiu Qiu recalled for a while: "The national competition starts in August. According to the competition system, it should last until the end of September, and the champion will be determined before the National Day holiday."
When Papa Qiu heard this, his face showed a bit of hesitation: "Then you don't plan to do an internship in the first half of your senior year?" He knew that his son had finished his credits ahead of schedule, and he planned to find a suitable place for an internship in the first semester of his senior year, so He specially greeted his colleagues, intending to open a back door for his son and drag Qiu Qiu to work under his nose.
Qiu Qiu knew that his parents had already planned for him in private, so he couldn't help but feel a little guilty at this moment: "... No way. I have good grades, and I can directly protect Uncle Wang's graduate student. It doesn't matter whether it's an internship or not."
"Okay, since you've made the plan yourself, Dad won't talk too much. It's just Qiuqiu, have you ever thought about what this competition can bring you in the end?" Dad Qiu is fifty-five years old after all, Although he has been working in the ivory tower, this did not affect his vision, but made him see it very clearly. He understands his child, what Qiu Qiu wants is definitely not fame or fortune, but what else can he give him by participating in the draft
On this matter, Fu Ruien did not lend a hand, but he was actually waiting for Qiu Qiu's answer.
Qiu Qiu took the road of the draft by mistake, and it was true that Fu Ruien was behind it. He was actually also worried, afraid that Qiu Qiu had persisted until now in order not to disappoint him.
Qiu Qiu thought for a while and replied: "I just want to see if I can have other choices in life if I don't become a teacher, an editor, or a writer. I like to sing, and I hope everyone can hear my singing, then I will Try to keep singing. As for where this road can lead, I don’t actually care, what I care about is what scenery I see during the journey.”
The answer sheet of life is not a reading comprehension question, and there is no such thing as a perfect score or a dissatisfied score.
Qiu's father is not a grader, anyway, his son's explanation is well-founded, so there is no need for him to interfere.
The times have changed, the child has grown up, and Qiu Qiu chooses the path by himself, so let's go on by himself.
If they encounter difficulties, their parents will help if they can, and if they can't... Let Qiu Qiu, who seems to be a very well-connected godfather, help.
Speaking of Godfather Fu, Papa Qiu slapped his forehead, took out his mobile phone and said: "Come on, let's add a WeChat friend, and I will add you to the family group."
"Okay. That's your trouble."
So Fu Ruien successfully broke into the Qiu family and became a member of the WeChat group of "Seminar for Old, Middle-aged and Young Professionals in City A".
Fu Ruien: "...your family's names are really unique."
Dad Qiu: "It's okay. We usually share cutting-edge research or major discoveries in various professional disciplines. You should expand your knowledge of extracurricular reading."
"..."
The Qiu family is a family of heroes... Ah no, the Qiu family is a scholarly family, full of teachers, editors, and writers, even Qiu Qiu's most incompetent cousin is teaching physical education now.
There was a newcomer in the wechat group, which really stirred up a thousand waves, and they all asked the pulling man Qiu's father who they were relatives.
I'm Lao Qiu: Let me introduce to you, the newcomer @Ryan is Qiuqiu's godfather-Fu Ruien, if you don't know, go to Baidu.
Dong Youxin: Welcome to [Flowers], I always heard Qiuqiu mention his godfather before, but I didn't expect to see him today.
Shang Shan Ruo Shui: Chi Chi Chi Chi [Flowers], Xiao Fu is so young, he is really a promising young man.
Even Qiu Qiu was trembling in the group.
Autumn is the autumn of autumn: welcome godfather to the group [shy] [shy] [shy]
Ryan: Thank you everyone. I like Qiuqiu very much. It is an honor to hear him call me godfather.
It's already twelve o'clock, and everyone has to go to work the next day, but the chats in the WeChat group are very lively. Fu Ruien looked at Teacher Daqiu, Teacher Xiaoqiu, Mr. Feeling dizzy, I feel that the stock trend is easier to understand than what they are talking about.
The topics other people were talking about were too profound for Fu Ruien to talk to. Qiu Qiu was a little worried that his family would neglect his godfather, but Fu Ruien had a high emotional intelligence and easily resolved the problem.
—He moved his finger and started sending out red envelopes in the group. He sent out 20 red envelopes worth 200 yuan each, and sure enough, a submarine exploded.
Qiu Qiu felt sorry for the money, and his brows were knotted in distress: "This is four thousand yuan, and it's too expensive!"
Seeing that Qiu's father was concentrating on grabbing the red envelope, Fu Ruien stuck it to Qiu Qiu's ear under his nose: "If Qiuqiu thinks that the godfather spends a lot of money, Qiuqiu will take care of the godfather's money in the future, okay?"
…
The two bedrooms of the Qiu family are not big, especially now that there are a lot of things piled up, there is not even a place to stand.
While Qiu Qiu was washing up, Fu Ruien pushed open the door of the small bedroom and took a look—well, very good, single bed, if two people sleep together, they must sleep facing each other with their arms around each other.
Fu Ruien was deeply inspired, and decided to replace the 800-square-meter big bed with a single one when he returned home tomorrow, to see where else Tangzi's tent could be placed.
The water pressure in the upper floors of the Tongzi Building was insufficient, so Qiu Qiu didn't take a shower, but simply washed up to remove the shiny stage makeup on his face. The cleansing oil he used was left by Qiu's mother. Although it had expired, it was still usable. He rubbed it on his face for a long time until his eyes turned red before removing the eyeliner.
After washing, Qiu Qiu's face was white and tender, with red eyes, he really looked like a bunny.
Fu Ruien thought expectantly, wondering when he would be able to pinch the little rabbit's round tail and feed the big hard and thick carrot to the baby rabbit.
There were too many clutter in the house, Qiu Qiu didn't find the pajamas, only the old man's vest his father was wearing.
The vest was made of white pure cotton, and because of repeated washing, it was made baggy, fat and big, and had no shape at all. When Qiu Qiu wore it, the hem hung down to his buttocks, and the waist was so big that he could fit two of himself. And the most embarrassing thing is that the underarms of the vest can't wait to open up to the waist, and Qiu Qiu can see his naked chest at a glance when he moves a little.
Although it is normal for boys to be shirtless... Da Xiong often runs around naked in the dormitory, swinging earthworms... But Qiu Qiu met his godfather's fiery eyes, wishing he could pull his clothes up a bit and cover them The neck is good.
Qiu Qiu ran fast, and as soon as Fu Ruien's fingertips hooked his shoulders, he slid into the small bedroom and closed the bedroom door.
It's a pity that the door of the old house didn't have a lock. Fu Ruien pushed it outside, and he pushed it with his hands and feet inside. The two of them were like Little Red Riding Hood and the big bad wolf, Pleasant Goat and the big bad wolf, the three little pigs and the big bad wolf... A life-and-death struggle broke out against the door.
Fu Ruien coaxed outside: "Little rabbit, be good, open the door and let godfather in."
Qiu Qiu shook his head desperately: "If you can't open it, you can't open it. I'm very tired from singing today, so I need to have a good rest."
The two said a few words in a half-serious, half-playful way. Qiu Qiu was soft at first, but after being coaxed a few words, he threw away his helmet and armor. His resistance was getting weaker and weaker. Fu Ruien took the opportunity to increase his strength. pushed the bedroom door open—
- "I said what are you two doing?"
Father Qiu appeared at the door of the master bedroom, and he looked at them suspiciously: "I've been listening to it for a long time in the room, why are you two still talking about folk songs?"
Fu Ruien: "..."
Qiu Qiu: "..."
Papa Qiu got out of the way, revealing the door of the master bedroom. The ceiling light in the bedroom was turned off, only the light from the bedside lamp enveloped the world warmly.
Fu Ruien looked in, and saw that the big bed was neatly tidied up, two pillows were put together intimately, and the two rolls of quilts on the bed had been dusted off and spread side by side.
Father Qiu said straightforwardly: "I said Brother Fu, it's so late, so don't make trouble for Qiuqiu. His single bed can't accommodate two people, so go and sleep with me in the big bed!"
Fu Ruien: "..."