The little wolf dog of the actor's house

Zhuo Qingfan lowered his eyes and said, "Son, I know that you are good to me, but the matter of forgiving Fu Yunyi was a decision I made after careful consideration. I don't have a long memory either. I remember everything you said. I just don't want to mention it anymore."

Life is short, and he really doesn't want to waste time hating his relatives.

Qiao Xiaonan was silent for a while, and finally raised her head and said, "Father, if this is your decision, I support you."

Zhuo Qingfan breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, son."

Zhuo Qingfan went to the kitchen to look at the ribs.

Only Fu Yunyi and Qiao Xiaonan were left in the living room.

The child was lying on the table doing homework, Fu Yunyi didn't know what to say, so he just sat on the edge of the sofa and watched the child do homework.

After being quiet for a while, Qiao Xiaonan suddenly pointed to a math problem in the exercise book and asked, "How to do this problem?"

Fu Yunyi was startled, and after a moment of stupefaction, he hurriedly leaned over, flattered and said: "Come on, brother will tell you."

A topic is finished.

Fu Yunyi put down the pen in his hand, carefully looked at the child sideways and said, "Xiao Nan, you, you forgive me?"

Qiao Xiaonan said casually while lying on her stomach while doing homework: "I've already forgiven you, didn't I tell you that day, I'm on your side."

Fu Yunyi frowned: "Stand on my side, you just demolished me in front of your father?"

"To tear you down is to avenge my father." The child wiped his homework book with an eraser, and said bitterly, "Who told you to bully him like that, I can't let my father forgive you so easily."

Feeling guilty in Fu Yunyi's heart, he raised his hand and rubbed the child's head and said, "In the future, I will never bully him again, I will only protect him."

Qiao Xiaonan didn't speak, just kept her head down and did her homework in silence.

Fu Yunyi felt that he was still angry and didn't want to talk to him, so he sat aside and didn't bother him anymore.

After being quiet for a while, the child suddenly said: "Brother, if you hurt my father again, I will never call you brother again."

Fu Yunyi had a sore nose, and said in a deep voice: "Okay."

The relationship between Zhuo Qingfan and Fu Yunyi gradually reconciled.

They're back to the way they used to get along.

Both of them tacitly kept silent about those bad memories, and just got along as family members.

Fu Yunyi wanted Zhuo Qingfan and Qiao Xiaonan to move back to his villa again.

But Zhuo Qingfan didn't want to move. On the one hand, he thought it was too troublesome. On the other hand... he didn't want to see that bed anymore, that big bed that Fu Yunyi used to be absurd.

When he thought of seeing him when he went back, he felt his scalp tighten, so he refused to live with Xiao Nan again.

Fu Yunyi didn't want to force him, and didn't want to separate from him, so he began to live in Zhuo Qingfan's house regularly.

At the beginning, I found various reasons, either because it was too late and I didn’t want to go back, or because I was afraid of living alone.

As time passed, Zhuo Qingfan didn't want to listen to his clumsy excuses anymore, so he simply sorted out the guest bedroom on the second floor, let Fu Yunyi live there, and the three of them lived together.

Six o'clock in the morning.

Zhuo Qingfan got up early and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

He is going out to look for a job today, so he has to go out early.

After breakfast was cooked, when Zhuo Qingfan brought the plate to the dining room, Qiao Xiaonan had already washed up, and sat obediently at the dining table, holding a small box of yogurt to drink.

Zhuo Qingfan smiled gratifiedly: "It's good, I didn't ask Dad to wake you up today."

Qiao Xiaonan wiped the corner of her mouth and looked up: "Father, Fu Yunyi hasn't woken up yet?"

Zhuo Qingfan knocked on his head: "Brother."

The child puffed up his cheeks: "Brother hasn't woken up yet?"

Zhuo Qingfan frowned, raised his hand and looked at his watch and muttered: "I shouldn't, I woke up early at this hour before."

"Did brother oversleep?" the child whispered beside him.

"You eat first." Zhuo Qingfan handed the breakfast tray to the child and said, "The school bus will pick you up soon, I'll go upstairs and call my brother."

"Well, I see." The child obediently took the chopsticks and lowered his head to eat.

Zhuo Qingfan went upstairs.

The bedroom door was closed and it was very quiet.

"Bang bang bang." Zhuo Qingfan knocked on the door, "Xiao Yi, it's time to eat."

The room was silent and no one responded.

"Xiao Yi?" Zhuo Qingfan frowned and called again, "Wake up?"

Still no response.

Zhuo Qingfan felt uneasy, knocked on the door again and said, "I just came in without getting up?"

No one spoke, Zhuo Qingfan took out his key and opened the bedroom door.

The room was a little dark, and the curtains hadn't been drawn yet.

Zhuo Qingfan walked to the bed, the person on the bed was still asleep, but the quilt covered his head tightly.

Zhuo Qingfan frowned, and murmured in a low voice: "Can I catch my breath while sleeping like this?" As he spoke, the man raised his hand and lifted the quilt off the other's face.

The corner was lifted, revealing a small face flushed with red.

Fu Yunyi frowned tightly, his thin lips seemed to be tightly pursed in pain, and his handsome nose was also slightly flushed.

Zhuo Qingfan was startled, and quickly raised his hand to cover the boy's forehead, the high temperature burned his palm.

"Xiao Yi." Zhuo Qingfan patted the boy's face and said anxiously, "Get up first, you have a fever."

Fu Yunyi opened his eyes in a daze, saw the person in front of him, and called out hoarsely: "Brother."

Hearing that hoarse voice, Zhuo Qingfan's heart ached, he slightly lifted the boy's quilt and said, "Get up first, eat your breakfast and I'll take you to the hospital."

Fu Yunyi supported the bed and sat up, looked out the window in a daze and said, "Is it dawn?"

"It's not bright." Zhuo Qingfan put the coat on the boy on the bed and said, "It's still early, you rest today."

Fu Yunyi frowned, and looked up at the wall clock on the wall. When he saw that it was already seven o'clock, his eyebrows shuddered, and he quickly lifted the quilt and said anxiously: "Brother, it's already seven o'clock, why didn't you wake me up?"

"What are you doing when you get up?" Zhuo Qingfan pressed the boy's shoulders, "You have a fever, you have to go to the hospital today, you can't go to work."