Give you heartbeat, return to hell

Xiaojun's outstretched arms tightly hugged Fu Yunshen's neck, and looked around curiously. The place looked gloomy and terrifying. Thinking about it, he couldn't help shrinking into Fu Yunshen's arms.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaojun. Dad brought you here today to meet someone. She is the person who loves you the most in this world besides Dad..."

The little guy blinked his eyes, wondering if he understood what Fu Yunshen said.

The entire cemetery was covered in white snow, only the surrounding of one cemetery was clean without a single snowflake.

As early as the day before Fu Yunshen returned to the country, he asked Xia Yuan to send someone to clean the place, leaned over and put Xiaojun on the ground, and then stuffed the flowers in his hands into his arms.

"Xiao Jun, give the flowers to Mom."

The little guy was holding a bouquet that was as tall as him, and his big eyes were full of deep doubts.

Mother……

It's not that he has never heard of this word, but he just didn't understand what it meant. He walked over slowly and placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone.

Looking at the black and white photo above, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Fu Yunshen knelt down slowly, stretched out his hand and stroked it lightly.

The father and son stayed together for a long time. Surprisingly, Xiao Jun didn't cry or make a fuss, but just quietly stayed by Fu Yunshen's side. 
Before leaving, the little guy seemed to be reluctant.

Several times I looked back at the photo on the tombstone.

"Don't want to go?"

Knowing son Moruo father.

Fu Yunshen could see what Xiaojun was thinking at a glance, the little guy nodded and pointed to the photo on the tombstone.

"Mom should rest. If you quarrel for too long, she will be upset. Dad will bring you over next time, okay?" Fu Yunshen rubbed the little guy's furry head lovingly.

Xiaojun nodded half-understood, retracted his little hand, and hid in Fu Yunshen's arms. His eyes kept looking behind him until he couldn't see at all.

In his little head, he kept thinking about what Fu Yunshen had just said to him.

He seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand.

"Mom" is the person who loves him the most in this world, but why has he never seen her.

When I was abroad, those sick children in the ward were accompanied by their "mother".Every time he sees them cuddling in "mother's arms, he will be very envious.

Only him, only my father and those nurses and aunts were by my side.

On the way back, the father and son were silent one after another.Xiaojun looked at Fu Yunshen from time to time, as if he had something to say.

But Fu Yunshen knew that even if there was, he would not speak up.

"Xiao Jun, if you have something to say, you have to learn to speak up yourself. Dad can't always know what's on your mind."

The little guy's dark eyes suddenly dimmed, and his mouth opened slightly, but he never made any sound.

After staying in the snow in the cemetery for so long, my feet were already frozen.Fu Yunshen didn't care about himself, he went to the bathroom to put hot water first, and then carried the little guy in when everything was ready.

The water temperature is neither cold nor hot, this is Fu Yunshen's experience after many experiments.Over the past year or so abroad, he has personally done everything about Xiaojun, and never left it to anyone else.

He was as careful as if he were treasured, and wiped Jun's shoulders with a soft towel wet with water. The moment his hand touched Jun's skin, the little guy stood up immediately as if he was electrocuted. 
The splashed water hit Fu Yunshen's face, but he didn't care at all.

His brows furrowed slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something. "Is it because Dad's hands are too cold?" Xiaojun nodded obediently, stepped back with his little meaty legs, and took half a step behind the bathtub.

Fu Yunshen shook his head helplessly, and had no choice but to warm his hands before continuing to wipe Xiaojun's body.

After giving Fu Nianjun a bath, it was already an hour later.

At this moment, Fu Yunshen was exhausted.But despite this, there is still strength to support him to continue, and it has always been like this for so long.

Fu Yunshen put Xiao Jun on the bed and covered him with a quilt, then took the bath towel and went into the bathroom again.

When he came out again, he had already changed into a gray casual home clothes, and the soft fabric lined his whole body without many edges and corners.

The little person lay motionless on the bed, breathing slowly, and seemed to be asleep. Fu Yunshen approached cautiously, and stretched out his hand to gently touch Xiao Jun's pink and tender face.

The cold lips raised a curve that added benefits, turned off the desk lamp, got up and prepared to leave.

In the darkness, a small force suddenly grabbed him.

Fu Yunshen turned around and met Xiaojun's wide eyes. He leaned down slightly, and gently stroked the top of Xiaojun's head. "Did Dad disturb you?"

Xiao Jun shook his head, in fact he was not asleep at all.

Fu Yunshen's handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he hesitated for a few seconds and sat down beside the bed. "Got a question?"

Xiaojun nodded hurriedly, got up from the bed nimbly, and sat down obediently.

He held Fu Yunshen's hand, opened his palm, and stretched out his index finger to draw something on it.

"Mother……"

Xiaojun was unwilling to speak, so Fu Yunshen taught him some simple pinyin, which can be used to express his inner thoughts when necessary.

Fu Yun frowned deeply, and looked at Xiao Jun with deep eyes.He clearly felt that Fu Nianjun's gestures in his palm were the pinyin letters of the word "mother".

The thin lips parted slightly, and he opened his mouth in doubt. "Want to know something about mom?"
The little guy immediately raised his head, widened his eyes, and nodded firmly again.

He didn't intend to hide the matter about Tang Wanjun from Xiao Jun, but he just felt that he was still too young, even if he said it, he might not understand it.

He held Xiaojun in his arms and patted his back lightly.

"Xiao Jun, when you grow up, Dad will definitely tell you all this. You are still too young, even if I tell you, you won't understand."

The little guy in his arms blinked, half understanding...

……

Fu Yunshen has been quite busy since he hasn't returned to the company for nearly a year.All the big and small events that happened after he left the country required him to understand them in detail.

"Young master, don't run, be careful that you fall—"

As soon as he got dressed, Fu Nianjun ran out of the room in a flash.His two chubby legs moved quite quickly, and several servants failed to catch him.

He quickened his pace, threw himself into Fu Yunshen's arms, hugged him tightly and refused to let go no matter what.

The servant put one hand on his hip and panted slightly, "Master, young master..."

Fu Yunshen waved his hand, not letting the servant continue.He turned to look at Xiaojun, and said softly, "Dad is going to work in the company now, so you must stay at home alone today."

Hearing Fu Yunshen's words, Fu Nianjun immediately shook his head, and put more force on his arms around his neck, for fear that a relaxed person would suddenly disappear.

"Want to be with daddy?"

Jun nodded without thinking.