The first thing Su Youli learned in kindergarten was the concept of family. Most children lived with their mom, dad, brothers, and sisters. They were a family. There were also more special children, like his friend Haohao. Haohao lived with his dad. His mom was in Africa rescuing wild animals. And Brother Qiqi lived with his uncle and aunt.
The most special was the little guy himself. He had three dads, one mom, and two brothers. Teacher Apple explained to the children what inheritance and blood relations meant. The little guy half understood. After class, the other children went to play. Only Su Youli ran to ask Teacher Apple. He was a bit confused. Did they have to be blood-related to be a family?
Teacher Apple didn’t think he was asking nonsense.
She answered him seriously. “No. Many children in orphanages are adopted by kind people. They have moms and dads. Although they aren’t blood-related, they are still each other’s family.”
The little guy’s eyes widened. He said to Teacher Apple, “Right. My dad said he found me in a very magical place.”
Dad adopted him. Later, Dad Shen found him and brought him home. Teacher Apple knew well how complicated wealthy families could be and had some understanding of Su Youli’s news from back then.
She touched his curly head with sympathy. “As long as you love each other, you’re a family.”
The little guy nodded heavily. He loved Dad very much, and Dad loved him very much too. So they were a family. Even without blood relations, they were a family. A family should live together. When Mom and Dad suggested he help persuade Kun Kun and Little Dad to stay in Beicheng and live with them, the little guy immediately raised his hand in agreement. He would definitely complete the mission.
The little guy was eager for Su Siwen’s affirmation and praise. Su Siwen leaned on his crutch, feeling like he was walking on air. He even had the urge to throw away his crutch. An indescribable emotion rose in his heart, joy mixed with being moved. It was the feeling of being valued.
As soon as they entered the studio, the little guy obediently by his side ran inside, circling the studio, enthusiastically introducing everything in it to him. Su Siwen had thought it was all arranged by Butler Li. He hadn’t expected that every item was personally chosen by Chu Ying and Shen Minyan, and after choosing, they would ask Youyou.
Su Siwen sat on the sofa in the center of the studio, looking out the window at the scenery, a little lost in thought. The painting tools on the long table by the window made his hands itch. He couldn’t remember how long it had been since he had seriously painted. The big one and the little one at the door didn’t disturb him, standing quietly nearby, keeping him company. When Chu Ying was preparing lunch, she happened to see them come back.
“Come eat.” She waved at them.
Su Siwen’s hand holding the crutch was a little numb. The moment he saw Chu Ying, he felt a bit embarrassed.
Qin Kun caught a glimpse of his red ears and took his hand, answering, “Okay, we’ll wash our hands and come.”
At the table, Su Siwen was also a bit embarrassed to pick up food, sitting there uncomfortably.
Qin Kun accepted it well. When Chu Ying asked if they had seen the house and what they thought, and whether anything needed to be changed, he answered, “Sister Chu Ying, no need. We both think it’s very good.”
Chu Ying smiled and looked at Su Siwen. The other’s face was about to bury itself in the bowl, his ears red enough to bleed.
“Siwen, what do you think?”
Only then did Su Siwen look up, bite his chopsticks, and say, “It’s very good. The house is very good. That studio is also very good.”
After saying that, he looked at Chu Ying gratefully and said thank you twice. It was also the first time Chu Ying had seen such a vivid expression on Su Siwen’s face. She put a piece of chicken in his bowl. This was how young people should be. Siwen was good, but sometimes his personality was too heavy. Now, the burden of raising the child was already on her and Shen Minyan’s shoulders. Su Siwen should pursue what he liked. After lunch, Su Siwen took the initiative to talk to Chu Ying and thanked her again.
Chu Ying waved her hand. “You’re too polite with us. What’s there to thank? It’s what we should do.”
Su Siwen shook his head. Nothing was “should.”After spending so much time together, the Shen family had completely overturned Su Siwen’s impression of wealthy families. Not high and mighty, not ordering people around. They didn’t make Youyou change his surname. When offering them help, they didn’t forget to protect their pitiful self-esteem.
After the meal, Su Siwen took the initiative to talk with Chu Ying. The two sat in the tea room. The tea in their cups was refilled again and again. It wasn’t until the orange sunset slanted in that their conversation stopped. After coming out of the tea room, Qin Kun clearly felt Su Siwen had relaxed a lot. The expression on his face was no longer tense. There was a faint smile at the corners of his eyes and brows.
Su Siwen wasn’t someone who easily opened up to others. In high school, the reason he was willing to be with Qin Kun was entirely because Qin Kun was shameless, like a golden retriever wagging his tail in front of him every day.
The atmosphere at dinner was especially good. The little guy was in a great mood and obediently ate a bite of spinach (Youyou’s most hated vegetable). At eight in the evening, the family exchanged glances. A “conspiracy” was quietly brewing. After playing with Yuanzi in the living room for a while, the little guy’s sleepiness arrived on time. Su Youli climbed from the rug onto the sofa and sat down, tilting his head up to look around, subconsciously looking for Dad. After confirming Dad had seen him, the little guy opened his little mouth and gave a big yawn.
“Dad?” The little guy’s voice was listless. He wondered why Dad hadn’t come to hold him yet.
By the time Qin Kun came over, Youyou was about to close his eyes and fall asleep. To keep himself from rubbing his eyes, his big eyes blinked and blinked. He didn’t need a bath tonight. The little guy could go to bed after washing up. In his little shark pajamas, the little guy grabbed the grey rabbit and crawled into the covers. The hot water had made his little face red, and his nose was red too. Because Dad hadn’t finished washing up, he could only play with the rabbit first.
“Little Grey, let me tell you a story, okay?” The little guy on the bed tilted his face and talked to Little Grey.
The two men hiding behind the bathroom door had their faces pressed against the door, bending down and listening carefully to whether the little cub on the bed had fallen asleep. Clearly not. He was still telling the rabbit plushie a story in his milky voice.
Su Siwen was conflicted. “What do we do?”
Qin Kun stood behind him. “Wait a little longer.”
After the storytelling outside gradually quieted down, Su Siwen quietly opened the door a crack and squinted at the bed. The little guy who had just been telling the plushie a story was now quiet. At a glance, he was asleep. The two dads hiding in the bathroom smiled at each other and silently high-fived.
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