Huo Cixiao: "Do you like it?"
Luo Beishi nodded like a chick pecking at rice. "I like it, thank you, honey. Shall we name the puppy? You can come up with a name?" He was terrible at naming things; he even used a question mark as his WeChat nickname. But he couldn't name the puppy a question mark, could he?
Huo Cixiao thought for a moment, " Momo, the 'Mo' in ink, it's a male character, so it should be a boy's name."
Luo Beishi thought it was quite suitable. "Hmm, Momo is good, refined yet domineering!"
A Quan and A Zhu, who were on guard duty, quietly looked at the snow-white puppy and sighed, "They really are a perfect couple."
Luo Beishi didn't know what to give Huo Cixiao Huo Cixiao, so he gave him a cell phone, thinking that the big shot's phone should be upgraded by now.
The moment Huo Cixiao saw the phone, he remembered that the phone he was using still had a privacy screen. No wonder she was his wife; she had been thinking about it for so long.
A smile played on his lips. While he Luo Beishi, immersed in the joy of petting dogs, he uploaded everything from his old phone to the cloud before switching SIM cards to his new phone.
The villa was no longer so deserted. Everywhere you looked, there were traces of him and Luo Beishi discussing the world, from the window decorations to the newly purchased furniture.
Huo Cixiao hadn't understood the meaning of "home" before, but now he felt he understood it a little better.
The two of them dragged their feet until one o'clock, Luo Beishi finally fell asleep and collapsed into Huo Cixiao's arms.
Huo Cixiao reached out and caught him, and only carried him back to the bedroom after he had fallen into a deeper sleep.
They had both showered earlier, and now they were both wearing black pajamas with red trim, which was quite festive.
After gently placing him on the bed, he stood at the head of the bed, looking down quietly for a while, before finally reaching out and gently pinching Luo Beishi's chubby little face.
Then his long, slender fingers brushed across the lips of the sleeping man.
So soft.
When will I finally take the initiative to kiss him?
These days, he's been tormented every night, mainly because his wife only cares about starting fires, not putting them out.
She didn't even dare to ask him for a kiss.
Weren't you quite capable before? Why are you so timid now?
Huo Cixiao's lips curled up, and he leaned down to kiss her, a light, fleeting kiss.
At this point, the Qin residence could no longer regain its former superficially harmonious atmosphere.
The eldest brother Qin Feilin, was working overtime at the company on New Year's Eve; the second brother, Qin Feiyue, simply turned off his computer; and the third brother, Qin Feiyu, was working on a competition project.
Holding her broken phone, unable to contact Luo Bai, Qu Wanying could only grieve silently, too afraid to argue with Qin Lei again.
Yesterday, Qin Lei went to the hospital again. I heard that he was upset by his second daughter and asked her why she hadn't given Luo Beishi living expenses before.
But she didn't remember it at all, and Luo Beishi didn't ask. She just assumed that the Luo Family had given it to her. She heard from Xiao Bai that the Luo Family treated Luo Beishi quite well, but who knew that wasn't the case.
Luo Beishi clearly has a mouth, so why doesn't he just ask them for it? Is it so hard to say it?
It was all because of Luo Beishi that the Qin Family was thrown into chaos.
She had initially felt a sliver of pity for her long-lost son, but now, if it weren't for his appearance, she would still be the respected matriarch of the family, with her sons being filial and obedient, and her husband still loving her.
Just then, Qin Feilin suddenly returned from outside, reeking of alcohol and walking unsteadily.
Qu Wanying frowned upon smelling it, and said with disdain, "You said you were going to work overtime, so why were you drinking?"
After learning part of the truth today, Qin Feilin almost died of his own stupidity. Now, seeing his mother's face, he realized that he had always thought his mother was just naive, but she was actually quite brain-dead.
But wasn't he the same?
During the time Luo Beishi stayed at the Qin Family, he quietly took care of an older brother who was so much older than him, but never asked for credit.
And what about Qin Feilin? Is he even human? He thinks those hangover soups were all ordered to be made by Luo Bai.
He clearly saw Luo Beishi serve it to him once, such an obvious thing, but he always thought it was done by someone else.
He was filled with regret and utter hatred for his past self, but what could he do then? It was the last time he saw Luo Beishi.
Luo Beishi looked at him coldly and expressionlessly, as if he were a stranger, or even less than a stranger.
And what did he do last time? He made his younger brother, whom he had kicked out of the house, let go of the enemy who had bullied him. This older brother is truly shameless and ridiculous, his ideas are naive and foolish.
Tonight, he tried calling Luo Beishi's number, but he had to accept that he had already been blocked.
It seems he can never find or save his younger brother again, the one who used to prepare stomach medicine for him and tuck him in. He can never find him again...
"Why are you staring at me like that? Go back to your room and go to sleep. How old are you? Is it appropriate for you to be wandering around outside on New Year's Eve?" Qu Wanying waved the air in front of her nose and frowned.
Qin Feilin withdrew his gaze, then slowly turned around, laughing self-deprecatingly as he walked, "I've really gone mad."
250: "Host, what are you doing?"
Luo Bai: "I'm trying to find out where the Qin Family is, but I can't find them! Don't you have a favorability rating system?"
250 said helplessly, "Host, the men in the Qin Family all have a level of affection for you below 30 now. I can't find anyone."
Upon hearing this, Luo Bai was so frightened that he stood up, his leg hitting the coffee table and letting out a hissing sound of pain.
He couldn't believe it, and frowned resentfully, saying, "You're lying to me, aren't you? My older brother likes me so much, he dotes on me so much, how could it be less than thirty percent?"
250: "Host, the system has detected that's how it is. If you don't believe me, even Two Hundred Fifty can't help you."
Upon receiving a definitive answer, he was so terrified by this unexpected turn of events that his heart raced, and he kept telling himself, "It can't be, it can't be..."
He left his bedroom intending to go downstairs to get a glass of water to calm himself down, but happened to see his mother, who had disappeared for another day.
"Mom, where have you been? Dad's in jail, and you're always staying out all night. It's hard for me not to suspect something!" Luo Bai looked at his mother's flushed face and thought of his father still in jail. He was really angry now.
"What do you know, you little kid? I'm going to your uncle's house. I've been feeling down lately, so I'm going back to my parents' house to clear my head. What's wrong with that?" Mother Luo glanced at him and continued walking towards her room, seemingly not taking her son seriously at all.
Luo Bai was puzzled. Logically speaking, his biological mother should love him very much... He had a feeling that his mother was hiding something from him.
Watching his mother's retreating figure as she went upstairs, he called out to 250 again, " Two Hundred Fifty, I really doubt I'm my mother's biological son..."
250: "Don't worry, the host was definitely born from your mother."
Luo Bai: "..." No? His system really isn't malfunctioning?