ST3YC Chapter 8.3

No matter how regretful, Gu Lan has always been a person who will do what he says, so the next morning, he appeared outside the Fu’s house on time.

 

It was just after breakfast.

 

Fu Heng and Fu Sijin were still busy in the company and didn’t come back, and Fu Sishen and Qingqing were left at home.

 

These two children are both worrisome and do not have basic self-care skills, and they are incompatible with the kitchen, so with this self-awareness they choose takeout.

 

They ordered the soy milk fritters and rice dumplings, a timeless classic breakfast, which is not greasy.

 

Qingqing had been a little absent-minded since getting up in the morning, even as she was eating breakfast, her small eyes always looked out from time to time, as if waiting for someone.

 

It was not until the long-awaited figure appeared that she cheered excitedly: “Brother is here! Um…”

 

Fu Sishen breathed a sigh of relief, quickly sending the last mouthful of rice dumplings to Qingqing’s mouth.

 

Finally finished feeding this little ancestor.

 

Meanwhile, Qingqing had to chew all the time, causing her to be unable to speak and breathing from her nose.

 

“You finish eating first, I won’t run.”

 

Gu Lan casually fell on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest, his voice a little hoarse after staying up all night.

 

In order to make room for today’s schedule, he dealt with work overnight last night, and only slept for less than an hour in the morning, so he lacked sleep.

 

Seeing that Gu Lan hadn’t run obediently, Qingqing reluctantly restrained her eagerness and finished the breakfast first.

 

When she finally finished eating, she didn’t need to be hugged, so she jumped off the chair and eagerly urged Fu Sishen to get her the small backpack that she packed last night.

 

“Hurry up!” She was anxious.

 

“Don’t push me, why don’t you just get it by yourself?”

 

Fu SiShen was very tired, but his actions were very positive.

 

As long as this beast is sent out, he will be liberated today hahaha…

 

The small backpack was in the study room upstairs. He had to go upstairs to get it, so he asked Qingqing to wait in the living room for a while.

 

When he brought Qingqing’s small backpack, Fu Sishen didn’t see the little figure that was eagerly jumping for joy.

 

“Qing Qing?”

 

With a strange cry, Fu Sishen walked around the sofa and suddenly fell silent when he saw the scene in front of him.

 

He saw his uncle had fallen asleep on the sofa with a tired look, while Qing Qing happily pulled a blanket and awkwardly covered Gu Lan.

 

Noting that Fu Sishen came over, she turned her head and put up a small index finger, making a’shhh’ gesture in front of her mouth.

 

Signaled him to be quiet, and don’t bother Gu Lan.

 

Didn’t you want to go to the amusement park?

 

This sentence seems to have no reason to be asked.

 

Fu Sishen put the small backpack in his hand, and then quietly exited the space.

 

“Little guy.” He chuckled softly after he was far away from the living room: “How can you be so sensible?”

 

***

 

Gu Lan had a dream.

 

He dreamt that he was pressed by a big rock and it was so heavy that he couldn’t breathe.

 

He struggled for a long time, and finally woke up, only to find that his chest was still very stuffy, as if something was pressing on him.

 

Soft and warm, the little one is just a bit heavy.

 

Looking down, and not surprisingly, facing a small furry head, the small hair swan above is still clearly visible.

 

Gu Qingqing slept soundly on his body.

 

Is she asleep?

 

Carefully removing the child in his arms, Gu Lan sat up and found that he was still on the sofa in the living room of the Fu family.

 

It’s just that the time now has changed from eight o’clock in the morning to twelve noon, he actually slept for that long.

 

“Uncle is awake.”

 

Fu Sishen, who had not left, stayed busy in his study until he felt hungry, and then got up and went downstairs to search for food. He happened to see Gu Lan wake up.

 

“Why didn’t you wake me up in the morning.”

 

Gu Lan rubbed his aching shoulders and asked in a low voice.

 

“Her.” Fu Sishen used his chin to tap the Qingqing, indicating that the ‘culprit’ was this one. “She saw you asleep in the morning and covered you with a quilt. How can I bear to wake you up?”