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Father and son locked eyes. Yu Yi’s expression gradually turned panicked.
He hurriedly picked up the phone that had fallen on Eggy’s face.
Just a second after he retrieved the phone, Eggy, with his little face still hurting, welled up with tears before letting out a loud “wah” and starting to cry.
Yu Yi picked him up, flustered as he tried to comfort him.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Daddy didn’t hold it steady.”
“Daddy hurt Eggy.”
Seeing the red mark on Eggy’s right cheek, Yu Yi’s tears instantly fell as well.
Although Yu Yi had complained to Wu Jin while Eggy was asleep that the little one could sometimes be a troublemaker, deep down, he loved this little rascal dearly.
Eggy’s face was soft and tender. The red mark stood out starkly.
Crying loudly, Eggy clenched his little fists tightly, refusing to be consoled.
Hearing the commotion, the others quickly rushed over.
Wu Jin took Eggy into his arms. The moment he did, the previously wailing Eggy seemed to have found a target for his frustration, swinging his little fists wildly at Wu Jin.
Wu Jin gently caught his tiny fists.
Yu Yi quickly explained from the side, “I was trying to call Yuan Yuan, but I didn’t hold the phone steady. It fell on his face.”
Wu Jin kissed his son’s little fists, doing his best to soothe the upset child.
“Eggy, don’t cry. Daddy didn’t mean to.”
“Shall we play with some toys?”
Holding the child in one arm, Wu Jin used his other hand to pick up a toy from the sofa.
He grabbed a dancing seaweed plush toy.
Eggy snatched it with his little hand, then threw it to the ground with a thud.
These small toys were no match for his distress.
Just as the adults were gathered around, trying to comfort the child, a sound suddenly came from the entrance.
It was Feng Yuan’s little voice calling out, “Eggy, Eggy, your big brother is here!”
Feng Yuan’s voice reached them before he did.
He rushed in from outside. As soon as he entered, he began taking off his clothes while running.
His clothes were too thick!
The living room was well-heated, so Feng Yuan didn’t feel cold even after removing his outerwear.
His down jacket ended up on the floor.
Qin Xun picked it up from behind.
By the time Feng Yuan reached Eggy, the little guy had already stopped crying.
Feng Yuan leaned in close, his face almost touching Eggy’s.
“Eggy, you’re awake.”
Feng Yuan gently touched Eggy’s cheek.
“Were you crying?”
Eggy sniffled and stretched out his little hands toward his big brother.
Feng Yuan kissed him, then turned to the adults.
“Godfather, can I hold Eggy?”
“Of course.”
Yu Yi, who had been wiping his tears with a tissue handed to him by Xiao Hong, had composed himself.
He gestured for Wu Jin to pass Eggy to Feng Yuan.
“Eggy is still very small and fragile. Make sure to support his neck when you hold him.”
Having just hatched, Eggy’s little body was as soft as if it hadn’t fully formed yet.
Even Yu Yi sometimes felt nervous holding him.
Feng Yuan was a bit nervous, too.
But he wasn’t too scared.
He took Eggy, who was wearing a little cotton vest, into his arms. He used one hand to support Eggy’s body and the other to cradle Eggy’s head. He looked quite skilled at it.
Impressed by how well he held the baby, Yu Yi praised him, “Yuan Yuan, you’re holding him so well!”
Feng Yuan, holding Eggy, puffed out his chubby cheeks proudly. “Yuan Yuan learned how!”
He had watched instructional videos from the maternity nurse!
Feng Yuan, the little “postpartum nanny”, sat on the sofa with Eggy in his arms.
He leaned down to talk to Eggy.
Eggy, obligingly, babbled back in response.
Feng Yuan took a toy to play with him. Instead of dropping it, the little one grasped the toy tightly in his small hand, giggling and revealing a few tiny rice-like teeth.
Both little ones laughed gleefully. The sight brought an unconscious smile to anyone who saw it.
Feng Yuan held Eggy for quite a while.
In the end, the adults, worried that he might get tired, took Eggy away.
Eggy was quite upset about being separated from his brother.
His small hand clung tightly to his brother with surprising strength.
Feng Yuan kissed his little hand and sighed with emotion.
“Eggy, your hand is so tiny!”
Feng Yuan himself was small. But Eggy, who had just hatched, was much, much smaller than him.
Feng Yuan’s chubby little hand could completely envelop Eggy’s tiny one.
Seeing how small Eggy was made Feng Yuan want to take him home to play a little longer.
After kissing Eggy’s hand, Feng Yuan gave him a red envelope.
It was the lucky money he had prepared for Eggy.
“Eggy, this is your lucky money. You can spend it when you start kindergarten.”
Feng Yuan reminded Eggy, “You need to grow up quickly.”
Eggy clutched the red envelope in his small hand, his eyes crinkling into happy crescents.
Feng Yuan gave out one red envelope but received a whole stack in return.
Grandpa and Grandma Yu, his godfather, his uncle, and the dragon uncles all gave him red envelopes.
Qin Xun also received one.
The amounts in these red envelopes weren’t large. Feng Qi and Li Sheng had already discussed this with everyone beforehand.
Since the little ones were still very young, it wasn’t appropriate to give them large sums of money.
So, the red envelopes contained only five or ten yuan.
The dragons wanted to give more, but their red envelopes were checked before they could be handed out.
While the dragons felt the amounts were too small, Feng Yuan, who received the lucky money, didn’t mind at all.
Looking at the five and ten yuan notes, he was overjoyed.
A pack of his favorite spicy strips costs only 50 jiao!
Now, just opening one red envelope would be enough to buy him so many spicy strips!
With his current low spending level, the little guy was easily satisfied in terms of material desires.
He and Qin Xun stayed at the Yu family’s for over an hour.
Noticing that Eggy was starting to yawn, Feng Yuan gave him one last pat and said goodbye.
“Eggy, I’ll come see you again tomorrow. Rong Rong might come, too.”
Feng Yuan hadn’t invited Rong Rong tonight.
He wasn’t sure if Rong Rong had resolved the conflict with his dad.
Feng Yuan hadn’t received any calls or messages from Rong Rong.
He planned to check on Rong Rong tomorrow.
Waving his little hand, Feng Yuan reluctantly parted ways with Eggy.
Having played all day and just finished babysitting, he dozed off as soon as he got into the car, leaning against his dad.
Feng Qi held him and planted a kiss on his sleeping face.
Beside them, Li Sheng captured the moment perfectly with his phone.
After returning home, the family went about their nightly routines.
Once they finished washing up, they didn’t turn off the lights to sleep but kept them on.
One of the traditions of New Year’s Eve is to stay up late.
Li Sheng, feeling wide awake after tidying up, held Feng Qi and had him sit straddling his lap.
Their bedroom was quite spacious, with its own small balcony.
At that moment, they were sitting on the little balcony.
The balcony was cluttered with several of Feng Yuan’s toy cars.
This once aesthetically decorated space had inevitably been taken over by the little guy’s belongings after he joined the family.
Fortunately, the two dads didn’t need an ambiance to set the mood.
They held each other like that. The atmosphere was so beautiful and ambiguous that it could put all romantic idol dramas to shame.
Feng Yuan was sleeping in bed.
On the balcony, the two dads were breathing in sync, their breaths intertwined.
After who knows how long, Feng Qi rested his chin on Li Sheng’s shoulder. His warm breath brushed against Li Sheng’s ear, making Li Sheng feel a little unsteady.
“Li Sheng.”
Before Li Sheng could adjust his position, Feng Qi spoke up: “After the New Year, Yuan Yuan will be four years old.”
“Mm.”
Li Sheng responded, “He’s grown another year older.”
Although his fourth birthday hadn’t arrived yet, Feng Yuan had already lived through four New Years.
After mentioning Feng Yuan’s age, Feng Qi paused briefly before continuing, “Our memories… do you want to get them back?”
Now, they had a child who was slowly growing up.
They had a happy and harmonious family.
But the past… might be filled with painful memories…
Did Li Sheng still want to retrieve them?
Feng Qi suddenly felt uncertain.
Feng Qi’s question plunged Li Sheng into a long silence.
After a prolonged silence.
Li Sheng pinched Feng Qi’s cheek, then cupped his face, making Feng Qi meet his gaze.
He didn’t hide any of his thoughts.
“I want to, and I don’t want to.”
“I want to know how we met, I want to know everything about you.”
“But I’m also afraid.”
“Chi Shui said I’m a demon, and the most demonic one at that.”
“He said demons are selfish, good at pretending, and lack human emotions.”
“Feng Qi, tell me, if I really turn back into a demon, what should I do?”
Feng Qi: “…”
Feng Qi blinked.
He really thought about it seriously for a moment, then gave a sincere reply.
“Don’t be afraid. Even if you become a demon, you can still take care of our child.”
“When that happens, I’ll assign you the task of helping Yuan Yuan with his homework. I’m sure your emotions will be overflowing.”
A demon without emotions? Impossible.
Let a demon take care of a child and tutor them with homework?
Within three days, they’d be driven mad.
Feng Qi thought of the demonic short video memes he’d seen and couldn’t help but imagine Li Sheng in those scenarios.
He laughed heartily at the thought.
Li Sheng didn’t know what he was laughing about, so he simply leaned in and sealed his lips with a kiss.
“Even if I really become a demon, with you and Yuan Yuan by my side…”
“I definitely won’t end up like Chi Shui.”
Li Sheng not only declared his loyalty but also took a jab at the demon next door.
Admittedly, the method wasn’t exactly honorable.
The demon next door had no idea he was being mocked. He wasn’t asleep either.
He was watching Rong Rong sleep.
Even in his sleep, Rong Rong was clingy, preferring to hug an adult or his plush toy fox while sleeping.
This time, he was hugging his toy.
Chi Shui stared at him for a long while.
Bo Han, who had just finished his shower. He saw him staring at the child and shot him an unamused glare.
“This is my final warning.”
“Within three days, you must completely cheer Rong Rong up.”
“If you fail to make him happy, I’ll find him a stepfather.”
Bo Han issued his ultimatum to the demon.
The demon frowned but didn’t respond.
That night, Bo Han didn’t sleep. He was staying up to welcome the New Year.
At the moment the old year transitioned into the new, Bo Han closed his eyes and, as always, made a wish—
Let my Rong Rong have a little more happiness in the new year.
“Boom—”
The sound of fireworks exploded in the sky.
In their neighborhood, someone dared to set off fireworks.
The brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky.
Bo Han stood by the window, looking up and admiring the magnificent display.
Feng Qi and Li Sheng, out on the balcony, were also watching the fireworks.
In the bedroom, Feng Yuan, who had been sleeping soundly, lay on the bed and heard the fireworks, too.
“Boom,” the little one mumbled drowsily. “Yuan Yuan wants to play, too.”
After murmuring a couple of words, he wriggled his small body on the bed and fell back asleep.
The next day, Feng Yuan woke up early and tore open all the red envelopes he had received, piling the money on his bed.
He neatly stacked the cash and, after setting aside 10 yuan for himself, used the rest to repay his debts.
He had received 305 yuan in total and kept 10 for himself.
When Feng Qi received the repayment, he praised the little guy for being trustworthy.
The child grinned, tucked the 10 yuan into his pocket, and ran off to play.
Feng Qi and Li Sheng’s plan to search for their memories was set for the third day of the lunar new year.
They would go with Bo Han and Chi Shui, while Feng Yuan would stay behind.
Rong Rong was also brought over.
Although Chi Shui had spent two days trying to coax him, Rong Rong, who was usually gentle and easygoing, was proving difficult to console this time.
He no longer trusted his dad very much.
When Bo Han and Chi Shui dropped Rong Rong off, the two fathers looked at him with hopeful expressions. One openly, the other more subtly.
They were waiting for Rong Rong to show reluctance at their departure.
But Rong Rong sat beside Feng Yuan without even glancing in their direction.
Bo Han clenched his fists, feeling as though his heart was breaking.
The two pairs of fathers left their children and went out.
Feng Yuan didn’t know what the adults were up to. He simply assumed they were busy with important matters as usual. So, after playing with Rong Rong at home for a while, he went to find Eggy.
When they arrived, Eggy was being held by Yu Ye.
Yu Ye was shaking a rattle, trying to amuse Eggy.
Eggy watched the swaying rattle without even a hint of a smile on his little face.
Yu Ye raised an eyebrow. Unwilling to give up, he continued trying to entertain him.
Still, Eggy didn’t laugh.
Seeing this, Yu Ye prepared to switch to another toy.
Before he could grab a new one, Feng Yuan and Rong Rong ran over.
The two little ones immediately crowded around Eggy.
Rong Rong picked up the rattle Yu Ye had been using and shook it in front of Eggy.
Eggy looked at him and immediately broke into a wide grin.
Yu Ye: “…”
Yu Ye took the rattle back from Rong Rong and shook it himself.
Eggy looked at him and instantly stopped smiling.
Yu Ye handed the rattle back to Rong Rong.
Eggy grinned widely and started laughing again.
After several rounds of this, Feng Yuan couldn’t help but laugh beside them.
“Uncle, Eggy doesn’t want to play with you!”
The adults were all sitting together. Fang Fang, while preparing a bottle of milk for Eggy, chimed in with a smile, “Eggy just doesn’t like playing with Yu Ye. Yu Ye has no luck with kids.”
“Whenever children used to visit our home, they would hide when they saw Yu Ye.”
Fang Fang went on about how their son wasn’t popular with children.
Listening to this, Feng Yuan tilted his little head thoughtfully.
“If Uncle Chi Rong had a baby like Eggy, would the baby like Uncle then?”
Sam Williams On TYMIMA Chapter 152