Early in the morning, the sun slowly penetrated into the gaps in the embroidery on the curtains, illuminating the bedroom floor and the messy big bed.
Huo Yunshen suddenly woke up from a long dream with cold sweat on his forehead.
He dreamed of himself and Qingqing when he was a teenager. They were thick and etched, and the last three years of separation were like a pool of pain. When he sank to the bottom, he was pulled up by Qingqing's hand.
Huo Yunshen couldn't tell the time or where he was. The piercing pain seemed to still be there, making it difficult for him to breathe.
With his eyes half-opened, his chest heaving violently, he stretched out his hands to grab the person beside him in a panic, for fear that happiness would be a dream bubble.
But there was a pair of arms faster than him, wrapped tightly around his waist, and then his shoulders were drenched with fluffy dampness.
It was Yan Qing's eyelashes with tears.
She hugged Huo Yunshen hard, her consciousness was still not very clear, she choked and said, "Shen Shen, I dreamed of the past, I went to No. 4 Middle School every day to chase you, sleep with you in the small attic, make dumplings on New Year's Eve, I also dreamed of…”
Huo Yunshen's heart trembled.
Yanqing cried even harder: "You, you lived so hard during the three years I was away, you were covered in blood, curled up at home alone with no one to care, and even went to school to attend classes, made wind chimes, when the wind chimes rang, you Just hug my clothes and cry."
Yan Qing couldn't speak anymore.
In a very real dream, she saw the moment when Huo Yunshen was about to fall into the river again. When she opened her eyes, she found that many years had passed, but the heartache and love that erupted at that moment could only be turned into tears. .
Yan Qing couldn't be satisfied with such a hug, she pushed Huo Yunshen, made him lie flat, and hurriedly climbed up on it, only by sticking her whole body to him, she felt at ease.
Huo Yunshen raised her face, wiped the dampness from the corner of her eyes with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "We had the same dream."
Yan Qing was stunned, then her eyes softened, and she turned her head and kissed him on the wrist: "My husband and I can even dream in sync. Does it prove that husband and wife are connected?"
Huo Yun clasped the back of her neck deeply, rolled over and pressed her into his arms, and whispered beside her ear: "Of course, both mind and body are connected."
There was still a haze in his eyes that couldn't go away, Yan Qing looked sad, kissed her husband's chin, and asked in a low voice, "The heart is connected, the body is connected... Do you want to practice it, treat it as me and give it to the deep?" A little birthday present for baby?"
Today is Huo Yunshen's birthday.
I deliberately waited until midnight last night to say happy birthday to him before going to bed.
All day today belongs to him.
Huo Yunshen didn't need to wait for her request, her lips were already on her neck and kissed heavily. Her breath was fresh and gentle, wrapping him tightly, dispelling the fear and bitterness in his eyes.
His gentleman had already returned.
No one could ever let her go.
She had a home with him and stayed together day and night.
Huo Yun bit her earlobe deeply, his voice hoarse: "The bad is over."
Yan Qing crossed his neck with him: "It's over, my family will only have sweetness in the future."
She let him open the shoulder straps of her nightgown and wanted to feel each other warmly and intimately, but just as his kiss fell on her collarbone, there was a dull loud noise outside the closed bedroom door.
It sounds like there is still some distance, it should be downstairs.
However, the sound insulation effect of the door and the wall is very good, and the height of one floor can still be heard so clearly. Obviously, something has happened.
Yan Qing, who was full of lingering affection, was frightened away most of the time. Thinking of some possibility, she quickly dragged her husband up and hurriedly put on her slippers and ran out: "It must be Yuyou!"
Huo Yunshen pulled her back, wrapped her long nightgown, and fastened her belt: "Don't worry, I haven't cried so far, so there won't be a big problem."
According to Mr. Huo's understanding of a certain little sweet pomelo, most of them are itching and tossing about something.
Since he turned three years old, the little guy's mobility has become stronger and stronger.
However, it was not long before dawn, the kindergarten was resting, and Yuyou should have slept more. It was indeed abnormal to get up so early.
Huo Yunshen took Yan Qing out of the bedroom, and looked down at the stairs. Everything was normal in the living room, but there was a constant noise from the kitchen area.
The closer you get, the clearer you can hear.
Youyou's little voice was holding back tears, sobbing and muttering: "I can't let Mom and Dad know, I don't feel pain, I'll try again, I'll definitely be able to do it-"
He was serious, but there was no one else in the house.
Yan Qing was even more impatient, she quickened her pace and pulled her husband to run over. As soon as she turned the corner and could see Yuyou, she couldn't help but stare in surprise at the incredible scene in the kitchen.
Youyou is not a big one, but he actually moved a small cartoon bench by himself and stood in front of the cooking table, with a cat doll sitting right next to him, sitting there as if he was accompanying him.
His sleeves were rolled up high, revealing his short, tender arms, and his two small white and soft claws were side by side, trying to control the soup spoon that was too big for him, desperately working in the smoking pot Stir.
What's even more bizarre is that the range hood was turned on correctly, and he also chose the electromagnetic panel to operate it, avoiding the more dangerous gas flames.
If it wasn't for the pot at his feet that fell off the countertop, it weighed a lot and made a loud noise, and I don't know when it would be discovered.
Yan Qing looked at her husband suspiciously, not wanting to scare Yuyou, so she approached him lightly and looked into his busy pot.
There was boiling water in it, and a small piece of red on the back of his fleshy hand was obviously scalded.
Yan Qing finally couldn't take it any longer, and quickly turned off the switch with one hand, picked him up with the other, picked up his small paws and blew lightly, and asked anxiously, "Youyou, what are you doing, your hands are burning!"
Yuyou's eyes widened, the big black and moist grapes looked at the parents who appeared unexpectedly, and struggled to clean up the scene, but unfortunately they couldn't move because they were buckled.
He failed to remedy it, and determined that the little secret could not be hidden completely, so his nose was sour, his mouth pursed in grievance, and he lowered his head in dejection.
In the living room, Huo Yunshen sat opposite Yan Qing, his knees almost touching his knees, Yuyou stretched out on his father's lap, puffing out his face sadly.
"Huo Youyou," Yan Qing was rarely serious, "there is hot water at home to drink at any time. Boiling water will burn you, which is very dangerous. Mom taught you many times, have you forgotten?"
"I didn't forget," Youyou's little milk chirped weakly, "I'm sorry, Mom."
With such a good attitude of admitting his mistake, Yan Qing was not willing to speak heavy words, and leaned down to look into his eyes: "What the hell is going on?"
Youyou has a strong desire to explore, is curious about everything, is smart and learns quickly, and has strong hands-on ability, but he has never touched the danger zone, and he knows what to do and what not to do. This is the first time.
Huo Yun deeply saw that Youyou was about to cry, so he held up his injured little hand, unscrewed the ointment, and handed it to Yan Qing.
Yuyou's young red claws rested on his father's warm palm, and he was carefully smeared with medicine by his mother. He blinked a few times, couldn't help but turn red, and softly whispered: "I In kindergarten, I asked the teacher to tell me the steps, she didn't know what I was going to do, she thought I was just curious, I came back and spent several days in the kitchen at home before I learned how to switch them on and off."
His nasal voice was soft: "The fire is dangerous, I don't dare to use it, so I use the one without fire. I was a little nervous, so I asked the cat to listen to me. I wanted to boil the water, but it was scalded and hit the pot. Dropped... If Mom and Dad didn't come, I already, already..."
Huo Yun stroked his head deeply and asked in a deep voice, "What has happened."
Youyou raised his head, looked at his father's dark eyes, and looked at his mother's worried face, and said "woo" in reproach: "I have already cooked the noodles!"
He turned around, slammed his fluffy little head into Huo Yunshen's arms, grabbed his clothes, stumbling and said, "Dad's birthday today, he should have noodles in the morning, and mother worked so late yesterday and was tired, I don't want to. Let you work hard, I just want to cook noodles for you to eat."
There was silence in the living room.
Huo Yun stared deeply at the lost little guy, and looked at Yan Qing in disbelief.
Yan Qing also held her breath, her eyes slightly warmed.
He and Shen Shen Xiaoyouzi are still a little old child, but they secretly prepared for many days, learning those things beyond his age, knowing that it is dangerous, he would rather talk to the cat and doll to be courageous, and also go to I tried to boil water, but my hand was scalded and I cried that it didn't hurt.
In the end, it's just to cook a bowl of Dad's birthday noodles.
Where is he a little grapefruit, he is clearly a well-behaved and brave little fairy.
Yan Qing wiped away the mist from the corners of his eyes, carefully applied the medicine on the back of Yuyou's hand, wiped it all over the place, and held his finger and said, "Youyou, you must remember, you don't have to burn the water, you don't have to cook the noodles, you are still young, You don't need to take risks to touch anything that is harmful to you. In the hearts of parents, the safety of Youyou is the most important thing."
She tilted her head and looked at him softly: "Youyou's little hand is scalded. For Mom and Dad, no amount of other things can make it up, understand?"
Yuyou hugged her father enough, and immediately threw herself into her mother's arms, rubbed against her neck, and nodded vigorously.
He got it.
The grapefruit is the most precious. If you get hurt, your parents will feel distressed.
Yan Qing rubbed Yuyou's little face, kissed his forehead, and stood up: "Okay, let me cook the noodles, is there anyone who wants to watch?"
Mr. Huo and Baby Huo are really positive.
In the end, Yanqing stood in front of the cooking table with a smile, Huo Yunshen hugged her from behind, Youyou took the place of the cat doll, and sat beside him to observe carefully. In a few minutes, he praised his mother in a clear voice, and the content was never the same.
"Mom is great! Boiled water is fragrant!"
"I don't want to scald my mother, because my mother is cuter than you!"
"Dad's birthday noodles have to be a long one, and it can't be broken - Mom is amazing - cooked well - "
His eyes were full of light, even when he looked at a pot of water boiled by his mother, an ordinary bowl at home, and the glance his father sometimes glanced at him, he could still overflow with clear happiness.
Huo Yunshen quietly looked at Yuyou, who was concentrating on learning to cook noodles, and there was a faint trembling in his heart.
his birthday...
The days that originally symbolized family affection have given too much dark hatred since childhood. He only lived for Qingqing, and only Qingqing would care.
The former taboo was made by Qingqing into a joy worth celebrating.
Now... The little guy that Qingqing gave to him also thinks... Is his birthday so important
After the family of three had breakfast, Yan Qing was still thinking about the long dream last night. It was a rare holiday and it was a weekend. Even if the university was crowded and it was inconvenient to go, at least she could go back to the old middle school with Huo Yunshen and bury him in his heart. All those scars are healed.
Huo Yun smiled deeply and stroked her forehead: "My wife said it a minute earlier than me."
He thought too.
Yan Qing's eyes curled: "If that rice noodle shop is still there, we can also go to eat. Although it's close to the university, it's in a secluded location, so be careful that you won't be photographed—"
Huo Yunshen said decisively, "It's still there."
"How do you..." Before Yan Qing's word "know" could be said, she suddenly realized something, and stared at Huo Yunshen in a daze.
His eyes were soft and heavy: "It's the old couple who planned to close the store two years ago. I bought it and let them continue to open. I think you will come back one day. Let's try it."
Yan Qing closed his eyes, leaned up and hugged him, and said softly, "Okay, I'll go today."
As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of her little feet thumping came from the stairs. Youyou heard that her parents were going out to play, so she rushed back to her room, put on the red sweater she had prepared, and put on a The little lion hat that his mother had chosen, he happily came down and rushed to the legs of the two of them, hugging them tightly.
There are two fiery red hairballs dangling in front of his hat, which now follow the movement of his head up, shaking lively back and forth.
Youyou said sweetly, "I'm going too!"
Huo Yun lowered his eyes to see the little guy in this outfit, and smiled slightly.
In front of him is his child, just like a festive and bright little lion dance, and even the round-toed shoes are full of red plush.
Huo Yun pinched Yuyou's face deeply: "Why are you dressed like this?"
Youyou is proud: "Because Dad's birthday is a very big day, you must wear red and red to celebrate!"
Yan Qing gave Xiao Tianyou a thumbs up, lifted him up, and carried him into Huo Yunshen's arms.
Huo Yunshen took over the beautiful little lion dance and finally asked, "Youyou, is Dad's birthday so important?"
Youyou opened her eyes wide in surprise, and replied in a crisp voice: "Of course it matters! Because Dad came to this world and became the strongest and most powerful person, so he met such a good mother, and he had such a lovely mother. Grapefruit!"
Huo Yun looked at him puzzled.
There is actually a little baby who doesn't know his past at all and doesn't know his rumors. Together with Qingqing, they trust and affirm him unconditionally.
When the family of three went out, the morning wind was the softest.
Huo Yunshen didn't call the driver, he drove by himself, Yan Qing sat in the co-pilot, his hand was clenched by him, Youyou crawled into the back row super obediently, turned up the camera of the mobile phone, and took pictures of his parents from the back with great interest.
Before going to the middle school and the rice noodle shop, Huo Yunshen took Yan Qing to another place.
He had already informed the store in advance that the store was closed and was only open for them today.
Yan Qing saw the door face through the car window, and she was a little dazed. Huo Yunshen hugged her out of the car, grabbed Youyou, and said to her in a low voice, "I can not only make wind chimes, but also learn a lot of new ones."
The handicraft shop back in the day.
Still in the original position, the plaque has been beaten by wind and rain, but it does not seem vicissitudes at all.
Huo Yunshen stroked Yanqing with his hands and taught her how to make a simple villain, with long hair, a slender waist, a white dress and red lips, and the one who always likes to wear black. He is tall, tough-tempered, and feared by others. , will only please her alone.
The little lion dancer Youyou ran countless laps in the store, and learned it carefully from the boss. After a while, he actually made three round pottery bells, strung together with red threads, and shook them. thud.
The familiar voice made Huo Yunshen raise his head.
Youyou waved the bell and rushed over, holding up the treasure and saying, "The two especially good-looking are Mom and Dad, and the ugly one is Youyou! The whole family is together!"
Huo Yunshen took Youyou into his arms, cherished and put down his Tao Ling, and wrapped his small hand with Yanqing alone, teaching him to be a cute little person too, leaning closely with the previous two.
"Is this me?" Yuyou asked happily.
Huo Yun laughed deeply: "Yes, we are together as a family."
Going to the rice noodle shop around noon, the old couple still had the same craftsmanship. Huo Yunshen held Yan Qing's hand tightly, his eyes were reddish, and his voice became hoarse: "I've only eaten it once, sour and bitter."
Yan Qing clasped his fingers together and asked with a smile, "This time it must be delicious, do you believe it?"
Huo Yun nodded deeply and kissed her forehead lightly: "You know, the delicious food is never rice noodles, but Qingqing."
Yuyou was fed with a round belly, holding her parents' hands energetically, and actively asked, "Are we going to school—"
Yan Qing was curious: "Youyou, do you fall in love with school so much?"
Youyou blushed, telling the truth: "Because there are slides in the school—"
Huo Yun leaned over deeply and pecked at the end of Yan Qing's eyes: "Youyou is the same as mother."
Like to play.
Even love him.
Ninghua Middle School and Haicheng No. 4 Middle School are still the same as they used to be. There is a long street in the middle. The pavement and the species of trees, flowers and plants have been changed.
Huo Yunshen stopped when he passed by the alley where Qingqing was saved.
Youyou asked innocently, "Dad, what are you looking at."
"Look where there were fights."
Youyou gave a "wow" in surprise: "My dad must have a great fight!"
Huo Yunshen raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and asked him, "Aren't you afraid?"
Youyou raised her chest: "Of course not afraid, Dad is so good, he beats bad guys!"
Huo Yun softened his eyes and said to him, "But you can't learn, give you time and think about why."
Youyou immediately raised her hand: "Think about it now - it's not that you can't learn, it's that you don't need to learn, because with Dad here, no bad person dares to bully Mommy!"
Huo Yunshen bent down, touched Yuyou's forehead, and said with a smile, "My Yuyou is really smart."
He straightened his back and held Yuyou's small body with one hand to prevent him from looking up. The other hand wrapped around Yanqing's waist and pressed it against her ear, with a gritty voice, rubbing against her. skin.
"Qingqing, I owe you something here."
Yan Qing stared at him: "What?"
"If I remember, the night you came to see me, I should have kissed you."
After speaking, he lowered his head and covered her lips.
What owed Qingqing was his belated first kiss.