“Tomorrow is Mingfan’s birthday.” Qi Mingyu suddenly came to the kitchen and said to Qi Yue who was cooking.
Qi Yue’s hand paused, then turned his head and asked in surprise, “Tomorrow?”
“Yeah.” Qi Mingyu nodded, “You don’t need to come over tomorrow, I will take Mingfan out to eat.”
Qi Yue wanted to say what are we doing, he swallowed it back, and he nodded silently. Then turned his head to continue cooking.
Not knowing what was going on, Qi Mingyu felt that Qi Yue’s back was a little lost.
Qi Yue laughed at himself secretly, really thinking too much.
But he still wanted to prepare a birthday present for Qi Mingfan.
Leaving Qi Mingyu’s house and returning to his bedroom, Qi Yue took out a picture book he bought on the road. It was a small book, less than 32 pages and very thin. Qi Yue looked at the number of pages and counted today. With the time left, he plans to fill up this picture book-fortunately, today is Saturday and there is no need to go to class.
The next day, Qi Mingyu carried Qi Mingfan to the room that had been reserved long ago, and took the menu to Qi Mingfan.
“Mingfan, look at the pictures, do you have a favorite dish?”
Qi Mingfan opened his eyes wide. He looked at Qi Mingyu with some confusion.
Qi Mingyu sighed and touched Qi Mingfan’s head, “Today is your birthday and brother ordered a cake for you. The cake here is very good. Try it later?”
Qi Mingfan blinked his eyes and dropped his head. He shrank up and refused to express his attitude.
Qi Mingyu didn’t want to force Qi Mingfan, so he chose a few dishes that Qi Mingfan loved.
While waiting for the dishes, Qi Mingyu took out his mobile phone. His eyes flashed with obscure light, his hand rubbed against the mobile phone screen for a long while. He turned on the mobile phone and dialed a number.
“Hello?” A clear voice came, but the tone was indifferent.
“Mom.” Qi Mingyu yelled faintly, as if he didn’t have any affectionate attitude towards the person who was his mother.
“I know it’s you.” There was a pause on the phone. “What’s the matter? Hurry up and don’t delay my time.”
“…Do you know what day is today?” Qi Mingyu said with shaking hands that tightened around the phone.
The person on the other end of the phone was a little impatient, “Mingyu, your mother is very busy every day, how can I have time to remember such mundane things, wait a moment, I will ask the secretary.”
“Forget it…” Qi Mingyu heard the sound of the mobile phone being put down and he sneered at the corner of his mouth. He didn’t know whether he was laughing at the person on the phone or himself. He looked forward without any fluctuations.
“It turned out to be Mingfan’s birthday.” He didn’t know when the phone was picked back up.
Qi Yue’s mother said, “Mom can’t go back. I asked someone to send the gift back and help me wish Mingfan a happy birthday.” Then she hung up the phone.
Qi Mingyu sneered. Even if he said these words, does she still think that Mingfan can react? However, his mother hadn’t thought about how Mingfan would react. Qi Mingyu’s hand holding the mobile phone became tighter and tighter. Below his mother’s phone number is his father’s number, but Qi Mingyu doesn’t want to make a call anymore, what will happen even if the call is made? His father was like his mother. When did he take care of them, he was simply doing his duty. Even when Mingfan had an accident, they didn’t move urgently.
Qi Mingyu suddenly came back to his senses-he turned his head to look at Qi Mingfan, and really found that Qi Mingfan was far away from him and shrank on the other side of the sofa, with a slightly frightened expression.
Qi Mingyu hurriedly got up, “Mingfan, it’s brother, it’s brother…” He walked over to hug Qi Mingfan, and patted him on the back, “Don’t be afraid, it’s brother.”
Qi Mingfan sobbed, and he stretched out his little hand and for a long while held Qi Mingyu’s arm.
Qi Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief, no longer thinking about the previous things, he was afraid that Qi Mingfan would be scared again—Mingfan was too sensitive.
After the dishes were served, Qi Mingfan did not move his chopsticks and looked at the door frequently. No matter how Qi Mingyu persuaded him, or even fed Qi Mingfan, he avoided it. Qi Mingyu didn’t want to force him, so he asked, “What’s wrong? Why are you not eating? Mingfan?”
Qi Mingfan raised his head to look at Qi Mingyu, his small eyes were pitiful, he looked at his empty side, and then looked at Qi Mingyu again.
Thinking of a possibility, Qi Mingyu hesitated and asked, “Are you looking for Qi Yue? Well, I mean the older brother who is with you?” Qi Mingfan’s eyes brightened, and he nodded.
After Qi Mingyu got the accurate answer, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, but although he was surprised at Qi Yue’s position in Qi Mingfan’s heart, he still called Qi Yue so that his brother could eat well.
When Qi Yue received Qi Mingyu’s call, it was a lie to say that he was not surprised.
“Hello? President, is there anything?”
Qi Mingyu frowned when he heard Qi Yue address him and his alienating tone, but he didn’t care much. For him, Qi Yue only needs to take care of Mingfan.
He said the address here, “Come here or Mingfan won’t eat.”
“What?” Qi Yue asked in surprise, “What happened to Mingfan?”
Qi Mingyu pinched his brows, “He is asking for you to accompany him to eat, maybe used to… I coaxed him to eat for a long time.” There were complaints in the latter sentence and Qi Yue opened his mouth in surprise before reacting and hurriedly responded.
“Oh, okay. I’ll rush over.”
“Yeah.”
After waiting, the door of the room was opened. Qi Mingyu saw Qi Yue who was out of breath—he was panting, and he was still holding a small bag in his hand.
“…Huh, that…” Qi Yue walked into the box and sat on the other side of Qi Mingfan.
“Let’s drink some water first.” Qi Mingyu was a little touched, he poured a glass of water on the table to Qi Yue.
Qi Yue took the water flattered, and carefully glanced at Qi Mingyu-he always felt that Qi Mingyu was a little unhappy.
Maybe it was Qi Mingfan not eating made Qi Mingyu a little bit distressed.
Qi Mingfan’s eyes brightened when in came Qi Yue. He grabbed Qi Yue’s arm and stretched his neck before he looked at the dishes on the table.
Qi Yue quickly put down the water and said, “What does Mingfan want to eat?”, while looking at the dishes on the table, “Uh…These are all a bit cold?” He looked at Qi Mingyu.
“Yeah.” Qi Mingyu nodded, “The time was wasted a little, I will ask someone to make another one, you can let him eat some cake.”
“Okay.” Qi Yue nodded, then lowered his head to Qi Mingfan and discussed, “Shall we eat some cake first? Wait for the dishes, these dishes are cold, eating will make your stomach hurt.” Qi Yue said slowly, and finally touched Qi Mingfan’s belly.
Qi Yue couldn’t help but squeeze his little belly.
Then he and Qi Mingyu were stunned-Qi Mingfan pursed his lips and smiled!
Qi Yue couldn’t help but look up at Qi Mingyu, Qi Mingyu also looked at Qi Yue, he saw surprise and joy in Qi Mingyu’s eyes.
Qi Mingyu glanced at Qi Yue, then looked down at Qi Mingfan, he couldn’t help but stretched out his hand and pinched Qi Mingfan’s belly.
Qi Yue’s hand was still on Qi Mingfan’s belly, and he touched Qi Mingyu’s fingertips, Qi Yue withdrew his hand abruptly.
Qi Mingyu didn’t care either. He pinched Qi Mingfan’s stomach and stared at Qi Mingfan’s reaction… Qi Mingfan opened a pair of sparkling eyes, looking at Qi Mingyu with confusion.
Qi Mingyu pursed the corner of his mouth. He withdrew his hand without saying a word.
Qi Yue held back his smile and hurriedly started to cut the cake. The cake was not very big. After cutting it, Qi Yue found that there was a layer of fruit inside. All kinds of fruits were sandwiched inside, which looked very delicious. The outside of the cake was wrapped in yogurt. The upper floor is also full of fruit pieces, and a small figure is piled up with “Happy Birthday Mingfan.”
A very simple cake, but Qi Yue’s heart is a little soft. Qi Mingyu is cold outside but actually has a soft heart. His heart is used for the people he cares about though. He doesn’t know in the future, who will live in Qi Mingyu’s heart, not as a relative or as a friend…
Thinking of this, Qi Yue’s heart is a little bit tingling, he pursed his mouth, wanting to drive this feeling out of his heart.
After the meal, Qi Yue wanted to leave. Qi Mingfan was also sleepy and Qi Mingyu held him while he yawned.
“That…” Qi Yue picked up a small bag beside him, “This is a birthday present for Mingfan.”
Qi Mingyu raised his eyebrows, took the small bag with one hand, and glanced inside.
“What is this?”
Qi Yue scratched his head, embarrassed, “I drew my own pictures…I didn’t know what to get.”
“Yeah.” Qi Mingyu nodded, “Thank you for Mingfan. “
Qi Yue quickly waved his hand and said, “No thanks, no thanks.”
When he returned home, Qi Mingyu put the sleeping Qi Mingfan on the small bed, and then opened Qi Yue’s small bag. Inside was a picture book with beautiful border outside but the front cover looked like it was drawn on it.
Qi Mingyu curiously opened the book and the picture inside-the first one is a sketch, a cute little boy lying on the sofa playing puzzles with bright eyes and a smile on the corners of his mouth. The second one is a portrait of him and Mingfan, the little boy is holding his arm, his face is full of dependence, and then below it was a tiny version, which is cute and funny.
Qi Mingyu suddenly remembered the scene where Qi Yue took care of Qi Mingfan for the first time. At that time Qi Yue really surprised him. He thought that a boy Qi Yue’s age should not have much patience to take care of children, so although he wanted to make Mingfan more comfortable with outsiders, he opened the door early. Only to find that the inside is surprisingly harmonious. Not only did Mingfan not reject Qi Yue, he was even attached it to Qi Yue’s side. The ground was also full of the tiny prints drawn by Qi Yue. In all of them Mingfan smiled happily and brilliantly.
Qi Mingyu’s fingers rubbed the picture involuntarily, a softness that he hadn’t noticed flashed in his eyes.
I honestly am just obessed with the scenes Mingfan he is just the cutest thing.
The World Of Jazmania 