Qin Yuheng carried him along the country road, his steps steady and sure. His voice was calm as he patiently answered his question. "I'll keep working out, so I'll still have the strength to carry you when I'm old."
Yu Nian said, "I won't ask you to carry me then. You'll be a little old man. I couldn't put you through that."
He spotted some foxtail grass by the roadside and hurriedly patted Qin Yuheng's shoulder. "Honey, stop, stop! I want to pick that."
Qin Yuheng indulged his every whim without asking why. He walked over and bent down slightly, letting Yu Nian pick two stalks of foxtail grass.
Yu Nian played with the grass in his hands and continued, "I'm not as healthy as you. Maybe my health will go downhill when I get older. You can buy me a wheelchair then and take me out for a stroll every day. If you don't feel like keeping me company, buy me an electric one. Make sure it's sturdy and can take a beating, so I can go out on my own and fight the other little old men."
The moment Yu Nian pictured that scene, he was utterly tickled, laughing against Qin Yuheng's back.
But Qin Yuheng said, "Baby, why don't I help you exercise?"
"Let's try to live a little longer together."
Yu Nian was reluctant. "No. Working out is too much effort."
They had a gym at home, and Qin Yuheng had taken him in a few times. It wasn't that he thought Yu Nian was too frail; he simply spent long hours sitting during his livestreams and lacked exercise, leaving him in persistently poor health.
He worried that as Yu Nian grew older, his body wouldn't be able to keep up, and he would fall ill