Liu Changqing's words caused An Yuanyao's brain to completely lose the ability to think, and she stared blankly at the man in front of her.
Heartbeat.
"This is so..."
"I will take Zhiyue to sleep in Xia Zhi's house later. The three of us will squeeze in together tonight."
After saying this, Liu Changqing stood up and saw An Yuanyao's unusual expression.
"By the way, what did you want to say just now?"
"Actually... I can sleep on the sofa..."
"There's no mosquito coils in the living room. Do you want to sleep all night? There are so many mosquitoes!"
"All right……"
"Then wait a moment, and I'll go inside and talk to Zhiyue."
"Um……"
After Liu Changqing said this, he got up from the sofa and went to his room.
Entering the house, I didn't find my son on the bed. Instead, I found him on the chair in front of the computer desk.
Sitting facing the door.
Liu Changqing closed the door gently.
"Why don't you lie down on the bed?"
"I feel uneasy lying down."
"I told you I would bring your sister back."
Liu Zhiyue didn't respond for a while after hearing his father's words.
In fact, when his father entered the house, he wanted to go out, but when he opened the door, he found An Yuanyao standing next to his father.
Looking at his sister being held by his father, Liu Zhiyue just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but when he saw An Yuanyao, he was stunned for a moment and finally chose not to leave the house.
He had long felt that the relationship between the two had become unusual.
From the first time his father brought each other home...
He raised his head and looked at Liu Changqing who walked to the big closet and took out something, and shouted easily.
"Dad, what do you think of Aunt An?"
"What do you think?"
Liu Changqing squatted, his head almost inserted into the wardrobe, and he tried hard to grab the pillow from inside. In response to his son's question from behind, he didn't even look back and blurted out.
"It's pretty good. His personality and everything else are pretty good."
"But……"
Liu Changqing pulled out a pillow with all his strength, stretched out his hand and pushed back the quilt that was almost pulled out. After closing the wardrobe, he turned around and looked at his son.
"What do you want to say?"
"Aunt An, she..."
"Bang bang bang bang"
A soft knock on the door sounded, and Liu Zhiyue instantly chose to close his mouth.
Liu Changqing turned around and looked.
I saw An Yuanyao slowly pushing the door open and walking in.
"let me help you……"
"It's okay, just get a pillow. There is no need to change the sheets in this room. If you don't like it, I will lay a new layer for you underneath."
"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!"
An Yuanyao responded quickly.
This move made Liu Zhiyue, who was sitting on the chair, look strange. He looked at An Yuanyao and then at his father who was holding a pillow in his hand.
In my mind, I started thinking again.
Not paying attention to his son's strangeness, Liu Changqing said to An Yuanyao.
"Not much else to say, just make do with yourself in this room today. The main reason is that Xia Zhi fell asleep and I'm afraid that putting her in this room will wake her up. So... you just make do with it first.
Let's go take a shower later, I see you're not too hot."
"Well...that towel..."
"There are spare ones in the basket on the shelf. Just grab one. I bought several last time and haven't used them yet."
"OK."
"so be it."
After saying that, Liu Changqing put the pillows he had just taken from the closet on the bed, folded the pillows originally used by the father and son together, and then called out to Liu Zhiyue, who was in a daze.
After coming back to his senses, Liu Zhiyue quickly responded. He got up from his chair and followed his father out.
An Yuanyao watched the two of them leave the room and stood motionless. She didn't know how long it took before she slowly turned her head and looked at the bed.
Thoughtful.
The father and son entered Liu Xiazhi's room.
The sound of footsteps was overwhelming, like a thief, and it took nearly ten seconds to even close the door.
Following a soft click, he looked at Liu Xiazhi, who was curled up sleeping on the bed.
Breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, I didn't wake up...
"dad……"
Putting his hand to his mouth, Liu Zhiyue lowered his voice.
"How can the three of us sleep on this bed?"
Different from the bed in Liu Changqing's master bedroom, the beds in Liu Zhiyue's room and Liu Xiazhi's room are a bit small. It's more than enough for one person to lie on. Two beds are barely enough, but three beds are a bit crowded.
What's more... although the father and son have lost a lot of weight through weight loss, they still have a somewhat wide body.
Hearing his son's inquiry, Liu Changqing was speechless for a moment.
Thought for a moment.
"I'll give you a pillow, or you can sleep on the floor."
"ah?!"
"Just kidding, don't make such a fuss, I sleep on the floor."
"But……"
Liu Zhiyue lowered his head and looked at Liu Changqing's shoes that he had not taken off.
"Is the floor a little dirty..."
"What's the point? It would be nice to have a place to lie down. Don't you know that I used to stay overnight when I was in school..."
The words stopped.
Liu Changqing realized that his memory was off track, and what he was talking about just now was the memory of his previous life.
"Accommodation?"
"I just stayed up late at night to read. I reviewed all day long and often stayed up all night."
"All right……"
Liu Zhiyue responded that he didn't know that his father, who quit high school after graduating from high school, had such an unknown history of struggle.
This was something he didn't know before.
Choosing an open space where he could stretch out, Liu Changqing placed the pillow on the ground and sat on the ground.
Liu Zhiyue slowly approached his sister's bed and climbed up slowly for fear of disturbing his sister. Liu Zhiyue lay aside and looked sideways at his sister's little face.
I was about to reach out and comb my sister's hair from her forehead.
He sniffed.
Liu Zhiyue turned around sharply.
"Dad, aren't you going to wash your feet?"
"ah?"
Putting the shoes aside, Liu Changqing pulled off the socks on his feet, folded them and stuffed them into his shoes.
He unbuckled his belt and let his belly relax a little, then lay down and adjusted the position of the pillow.
"Let's take a shower tomorrow morning. I'm exhausted today and don't want to move..."
"This smell..."
"When you were a kid, I wiped your pants for you when you pooped and pooped. Now you can't help it anymore?"
"no……"
"The main reason is that your Aunt An has to take a bath, and it's not appropriate for me to wash my feet right now."
"Okay... okay..."
Liu Zhiyue looked at his father who had closed his eyes and said nothing more.
The body he had just propped up slowly fell down, stretched out his arms, and hugged his curled up sister towards his position.
He also closed his eyes.
For a moment, the room became quiet, and you could only vaguely hear the sound of water running from the bathroom.
lie on the floor.
Liu Changqing opened one eye slightly and secretly glanced at his son who was lying on the bed with his back to him.
Suddenly, my face felt hot.
I haven't been idle all day today. Liu Changqing has walked a lot because of his daughter's affairs. The leather shoes he wears have a certain smell after fermenting for such a long time.
The most important thing is that the shoes I wear are quite cheap to begin with...
Fortunately, I took off my shoes before entering the house, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.
Quickly closing his eyes, Liu Changqing forced himself to sleep.