bookworm

The cold war lasted for three days. In the past few days, everyone around Feng Feng could clearly feel his low pressure, but the person concerned could only float around the school with a black cloud on his head.

Of course Atobe knew what was going on. Judging from the current situation, it was almost in the worst state. Although the idiot said that he didn’t need to come forward, how could he really not take a look? The one who left was someone else's child.

So, that night, when Uesugi opened the door, he saw Atobe-kun in a suit and leather shoes who looked like he was here to propose a marriage.

"Hello, Auntie." Atobe bowed politely, and then put the small gift he brought with him on the low table, with a gentle smile like a prince.

Liu Fang looked up at him, and had to admit that no matter how much she resisted, from the appearance and demeanor alone, her son was the one who had the upper hand.

"Sit down, Atobe-san." She sighed, but she still couldn't be cruel to this child.

Atobe was as good as he was, and naturally sat in a corner of the sofa. At this time, there were only three people in the room, and Feng Feng was not seen.

As if catching up to his question, Uesugi explained: "BLACK took Fengfeng to play, and it's not good to be bored at home all the time."

Atobe nodded, it would be fine if he wasn't there.

"I think you should know the purpose of my visit." Atobe turned to her and said gently.

Liu Fang pursed her lips tightly, frowned and said, "Atobe, I really don't know why you like my son."

"I know Fengfeng the child best. He is not smart and stubborn. He has a stubborn temper like a cow and can't communicate with others. He is really not a very easy-going child."

"He is not a genius, nor can he speak many different languages, let alone the elegant manners of your nobles, my dear, he is just a very ordinary child."

"He was like many Chinese children. He grew up eating steamed buns. He didn't know what steak was like. He grew up drinking porridge and soy milk. He would never know how to taste red wine to tell the age."

"Regardless of your gender, don't you think the gap between you is too far from these points alone?"

Liu Fang's words were a little erratic, revealing deep sadness, "He may have really put his mind into it, but what about you? I don't know if you have the same mind for him."

"Fengfeng...he is a child who doesn't know how to look back after bumping into the south wall. I'm really afraid that he will end up bleak after giving his heart."

Neither Atobe nor Uesugi intervened. They always thought that Liu Fang was only hindered by the prejudice of the world, so they tried their best to stop the two of them, but they didn't know that she had been worrying about her son day and night in a place she couldn't see. .

"I don't bother to say those false words," Atobe raised his head and looked directly at Liu Fang, "I don't think Feng Feng is like what you said."

"I believe in my own vision. If he is really so mediocre, how can I violate my gorgeous aesthetics."

"There is no need for him to know the languages ​​of various countries between us. In fact, he knows enough now. If he wants to learn the cumbersome etiquette of the nobles, he will stay with me even if he doesn't care about it. It will take a long time. It's natural to see and hear."

"The year when the red wine is tasted is something that salesmen do. Feng Feng doesn't need to know. Even if he doesn't know it now, it may not be possible forever."

"If he doesn't like these things, he doesn't need to learn, just do what he likes."

"What I like is nothing but Feng Feng, nothing else."

Atobe raised his head proudly, as always, with a look of disdain for the common people, although his tone was very proud, but it made Liu Fang silent.

"Where's your family? Do they really ignore you?" She didn't give up and asked again.

Atobe smiled, and said vigorously: "No one can stop what I am going to do! What's more, the Atobe family has never bothered with this kind of worldly prejudice. What do other people's opinions have to do with us!?"

Liu Fang was really silent this time. She should ask more sharp questions. The child who should refute is blushing, but at this time she really can't say a word.

Back then, when her parents were still alive, they had strongly opposed her marriage with Ah Zhan. How could a poor kid with no job marry a top student who graduated from a prestigious university?

However, they were really together at that time, and both of them paid a huge price for this.

Feng Zhan never set foot on the land of his wife's hometown in his life, and Liu Fang was never able to see his biological parents.

Although she returned to her hometown sadly with the child in her arms, her parents accepted her again, but the fierce quarrel that year remained in her heart forever.

She fully knows how sad this kind of marriage without the blessing of her parents is, she really understands it.

"Atobe, do you really want to be with Fengfeng?" Liu Fang raised her head and stared at him with the sharpest eyes, as if she could see into the depths of his heart to judge the truth of his words.

"That's natural." Atobe looked back without flinching, Si was not afraid.

Liu Fang stared at him for a while, then suddenly her body softened, she leaned on the cushion slumped, and said in a low voice, "Atobu... I, I am just such a child."

"The Feng family has no descendants like this. I don't know if Ah Zhan will blame me, but today, based on your words, I decided to take a step back. You...you have to treat him well, don't forget today you How did you tell me."

"As for Ah Zhan... Maybe he will blame me when I go underground after I die, but... But everything is my fault, if he wants to blame, he can blame me..."

Liu Fang's voice was a little choked, and Uesugi held her in his arms distressedly and said softly: "No one will blame you, I think I will understand you when I meet my father."

Seeing Liu Fang weeping silently, Atobe suddenly felt a certain corner of his heart move. This kind of helpless and compromised maternal love made him awe-inspiring.

"Auntie, don't worry, I will remember everything I said today." Atobe said sincerely, this woman and his mother are completely different types of people, but both are mothers who sacrificed everything for the happiness of their children.

Liu Fang stopped her tears, stretched out her hand slowly, and patted the back of Atobu's hand lightly: "Good boy."

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When Feng Feng came home, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Atobe sitting on his sofa, and his mother was busy peeling fruit for him!

Did he, he, enter the wrong house! ?

"Fengfeng, why don't you go in?" Godfather's voice came from behind him.

Feng Feng turned his head stiffly, and stammered, "Godfather..."

BLACK poked his head in, saw several people in the room at a glance, and raised his hand to say hello very naturally: "Hey, everyone, we are back!"

Liu Fang nodded at him calmly, then looked at Feng Feng and said, "What are you still standing there for? Come in and close the door."

Feng Feng was confused, changed his slippers in a daze, walked to the sofa in a daze, and then sat down in a daze.

What the hell is going on!

Why did he just go out for a while, and when he came back, he saw his mother and his lover sitting together!

"What kind of ugly expression do you have?" Atobe picked an apple and stuffed it into his mouth, frowning at someone who hadn't recovered yet.

"You..." Feng Feng looked at him hesitantly, hesitant to speak.

"That's what you see." Atobe said lazily.

Feng Feng's eyes lit up, he meant to say...

So, he looked eagerly at his mother again, hoping it was what he understood.

Liu Fang was still peeling the fruit with her head down, and said slowly, "Fengfeng, if you really like Atobe, mom won't object, as long as you are happy."

"Mom!" Feng Feng sat down beside her, if he wasn't very good at expressing his feelings, he might have a cheek kiss at this time.

Liu Fang put down the fruit knife, and lovingly touched his head: "Silly boy."

Feng Feng didn't know what Atobu had said to his mother, neither of them said anything, so he didn't ask any more, and now he was very satisfied with the result.

BLACK sat on the other corner of the sofa, stroking his chin and looking at this happy family, feeling sad at the same time, it seems... there is no need to say that.

It's better not to disturb the happiness they finally obtained.

He turned around and walked up the stairs in a chic manner. Master, let's go and pack our bags!

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"Godfather, didn't you say that you won't have any missions in the future?" Feng Feng said sadly when he saw BLACK packing a package when he returned to his room after seeing off Abu.

BLACK turned around, patted his head and smiled, "Don't worry, Daddy is just going to deal with his own affairs, and he will be here soon."

"How soon is that?"

"Haha, who knows, I'll come back after finishing the deal." BLACK said with a smile on his hips, looking at the night outside the window.

Feng Feng just looked at him stupidly like this, "Then godfather, you have to come back quickly."

BLACK didn't answer, and kept silent with his back turned to him.

After a long time, he suddenly asked: "Fengfeng, tell Daddy, are you happy now?"

"Well, happiness!"

"Yeah...Look, I'm asking stupid questions again, so stupid."

"Godfather is getting old!"

BLACK's voice sounded very melancholy, and a tear ran across the corner of his eye, but he quickly wiped it away with his hand, so fast that people couldn't see clearly.

Good fortune fools people.

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Feng Feng's diary:

XX month XX

It's really strange that my mother agreed to the matter between me and Atobe all of a sudden, but Atobe told me not to ask so many questions, I just need to know that the result is good.

No matter what, I feel that I am living a very happy life now. I have my parents, mother, godfather, people I like and friends.

Much happier than in the past 17 years.

BLACK simply flipped through the child's diary, smiled silently, then carefully put it back in its original place, then turned around and walked lightly to the side of the bed, looking at the sleeping child.

After a long time, I lowered my head and kissed him lightly on the forehead: "Sleep, my baby, may you have sweet dreams."

Then, he opened the window, jumped down from upstairs without a sound, and disappeared into the night.

It's as if no one has ever been there.