Don't think of rebirth.

It was exactly 7:30 in the evening when Fang Wanfu returned home.

It's hard to believe, but the Fang family has curfew, and 7:30 is quite early for his lawless personality.

He stood in the entrance hall and saw the brightly lit living room. He said to himself, "Oh no!" Sure enough, the next second, someone came out.

When Fang Wanfu's mother Tan Jinshu saw Fang Wanfu coming back, she immediately smiled: "Xiaofu, you're back."

Fang Wanfu responded, then frowned in dissatisfaction: "Mom, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"It's okay, I had some snacks in the afternoon." As Tan Jinshu said this, he walked to Fang Wanfu and looked around carefully.

After confirming that Fang Wanfu looked the same as when he left in the morning, Tan Jinshu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "How was your day at school today?"

"Very well," Fang Wanfu looked at Tan Jinshu's concerned eyes, pursed his lips, and added, "I had lunch with a friend today."

Didn’t he add Gu Qinghuan on WeChat? Gu Qinghuan even shared his secret with Zhan Zhanchen, so how could they not be considered friends?

Even though he was just going to the cafeteria with them, and he ate alone on the second floor of the cafeteria, but, but, they were all in the same cafeteria anyway!

Hearing him say this, Tan Jinshu suddenly became happy and his eyes lit up.

Fang Wanfu seldom talked about what happened at school. Rather, if Tan Jinshu wanted to know what happened to Fang Wanfu at school, she had to rely on phone calls from teachers—all about the trouble Fang Wanfu had caused at school.

Today Fang Wanfu not only talked about what happened at school, but also mentioned that he had lunch with friends. Tan Jinshu was really pleased.

She accompanied Fang Wanfu to the table, watched him eat dinner, and asked eagerly, "What friends did you make?"

"After the students from other classes were divided into different subjects, I had the same classes with them and sat at the desks in front and behind each other, so we became familiar with each other," said Fang Wanfu.

More than one friend! Tan Jinshu was even happier. She asked Fang Wanfu to get along well with his friends and also asked him to bring some gifts to them next time.

"They are not the kind of people who would ask for gifts," Fang Wanfu refused. Seeing that Tan Jinshu was a little disappointed, he changed his words and said, "I'll see to it."

"Well, Xiaofu has grown up." There was kindness in Tan Jinshu's eyes.

She gave birth to Fang Wanfu when she was 46 years old, and is now 63 years old. No matter how much money she spends on maintenance, the traces of time and the suffering she endured in her early years to get pregnant are also reflected in her appearance.

When Fang Wanfu first went to kindergarten, he couldn’t understand why the teacher mistook his mother for his grandmother.

When he was corrected, the teacher would get nervous and apologize repeatedly. His mother would say it was okay, but her smile was always stiff, different from usual.

A few days after entering the kindergarten, a child shouted at him: "Why is your mother so old?"

He still couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, so he asked Tan Jinshu after returning home. As a result, he saw that Tan Jinshu was crying.

Then he realized that the sentence was definitely not a good one - the next day when he arrived at the kindergarten, he beat up the child.

He was scolded, and Tan Jinshu was also called in to apologize to the other parent.

He stood in front of Tan Jinshu, and in front of the mother, he also shouted at the child: "Why is your mother so old?"

The mother's face was distorted with anger, and he added: "He said the same thing to me yesterday."

In the end, the child was held down on the head by his mother and apologized to Tan Jinshu. Only then did Fang Wanfu reluctantly apologize to the child for hitting him.

After returning home, Tan Jinshu cried again, saying that he was a good child who knew how to protect his mother, and she was very proud to have such a child.

But if that was true, why did his mother just stay in the car and never show up again when she went to pick him up from kindergarten?

Although Fang Wanfu does not deny that he was born with such a bad character, it is not entirely because of his childhood experiences that he has become what he is now.

However, he did bring Tan Jinshu to everyone's attention through the matter of "finding the parents".

He just wanted everyone to know that his mother was Tan Jinshu, even if she looked different from other people’s mothers - so what?

He has unparalleled favor and care from his mother, and others should envy him.

However, Fang Wanfu didn't really want to cause trouble for his family, and it just so happened that he did have some "talent" in this area.

So as he got older and his "deeds" increased, he was basically able to keep the scope of the trouble he caused to a level where he wouldn't get his parents called to the police station.

Fang Wanfu swallowed the last bite of food and watched Tan Jinshu instruct the servants to clean up the dishes and the table. He remembered Gu Qinghuan's words and finally spoke.

"Mom, I still want to paint." Fang Wanfu looked down at his hands.

He was not good at hiding himself, but he absolutely could not draw at home, and his manuscript was buried in the deepest part of his schoolbag, so his family didn't know about it.

Perhaps it should be said that his family doesn't know that he is still painting.

At first, Tan Jinshu would praise him for his good painting skills, until one day his father Fang Ping'an saw it and talked to Tan Jinshu, and Tan Jinshu told him to stop painting.

Fang Wanfu causes trouble outside, but he is actually very obedient at home. Since his mother said so, he agreed obediently.

But the inspiration in my mind and the pen in my hands can’t stop.

He had kept it a secret long enough and had sorted out the manuscripts many times, leaving only the ones he was really reluctant to throw away, and threw the rest into the shredder.

It was not until today, when Gu Qinghuan said that, that he realized that instead of continuing to suppress himself, he should understand his family's true thoughts.

Tan Jinshu opened his mouth, then closed it. When he opened it again, his voice sounded awkward and uneasy: "Xiaofu, if you really like it, draw it secretly. We won't tell your dad..."

His mother knew that he was still painting - Fang Wanfu was not surprised at all when he realized this.

Well, it’s only been a short time and Zhan Zhanchen and Gu Qinghuan already knew about it, so how could Tan Jinshu not know about it.

Fang Wanfu gritted his teeth and continued: "But it's really painful to hide it. I don't understand why I can't paint. It's not like I'm doing anything bad. I just like those beautiful clothes..."

When Tan Jinshu heard him say "painful", her expression immediately turned distressed: "Xiaofu, it's not like that. It's all mommy and daddy's fault. They shouldn't have raised you as a girl when you were little."

Fang Wanfu paused for a few seconds: "What does this have to do with you raising me as a girl when I was a child?"

"If it weren't for this reason, you wouldn't like skirts," said Tan Jinshu.

Fang Wanfu had a hunch that a certain crow named Gu was right.

He tried to explain: "Although I do like skirts, my childhood experiences have only enriched my understanding of skirts. The reason I like skirts is actually because of your wardrobe, mom."

Tan Jinshu was stunned, looking at Fang Wanfu, and asked vaguely: "My wardrobe?"

"Yes, there is a wardrobe in the attic. It is filled with the skirts you used to wear, Mom. I saw it by chance when I was in the fourth grade. Then I started to like skirts and wanted to draw them myself," said Fang Wanfu.

In addition to the dresses in the closet, there are also photos of Tan Jinshu.

She used to be a graceful beauty, and she also liked those flowing and light skirts, and she left many photos.

But after giving birth, her body shape could no longer return to its previous state, and those memories were buried in the attic.

After listening to Fang Wanfu's words, Tan Jinshu was stunned for a rare moment: "So you don't want to wear a skirt yourself?"

Fang Wanfu uttered an "eh", but he couldn't say that he had never thought about why he couldn't wear the clothes he designed.

Clothes have no gender, you can wear them whenever you want. There are several styles, and he has imagined that if he were to wear them, he would have to make adjustments.

For example, use puff sleeves to hide the width of the shoulders, and use high-waisted designs to cover the waist and hips...

But facing Tan Jinshu, Fang Wanfu shook his head very seriously: "If you are worried that I will confuse my gender, then I have to say that I know very well that I am a man."

Tan Jinshu stood up, holding his chest, and went to find his phone to call Fang Pingan: "Old Fang, don't worry, Xiaofu is not sick, he knows he is a boy!"

Fang Wanfu also silently took out his cell phone and sent a message to Gu Qinghuan.

Fang Wanfu: [You got it right.]

Gu Qinghuan: [Thank you for your patronage. ]