Chapter 92： Extra three

"Huh-Gululu-Snap!"

The little bun next door snored and blew a small nasal bubble during a nap.

Jian Xiaosong was a little disgusted.

He writhed on the bed and couldn't sleep.

He hates taking a nap.

Because when taking a nap, he can't play with Brother Huai.

Thinking of this, Jian Xiaosong got up from the bed secretly, looked around, and found that the beautiful sister was not there, so he pouted, climbed off the crib, and ran to the end of the room.

The first letter of Bai Xiaohuai's surname is "b", which is separated from Jian Xiaosong's "j" by several letters, so there are several children between their two beds.

For this reason, Jian Xiaosong wanted to change his name to Bai Xiaosong, and almost squeezed his dad out of anger.

For this reason, the father and son had a fight at home. Jian Xiaosong was gently slapped in the butt. Mr. Jian was bitten with several tooth marks and was fined to sleep in the study for two nights.

But Mr. Jian was determined not to compromise, so Jian Xiaosong did not change his name.

Therefore, Jian Xiaosong could only travel to the side of Bai Xiaohuai's bed.

Bo Xiaohuai opened his eyes and made a small face: "You don't take a nap either."

Jian Xiaosong started acting like a baby: "I can't sleep~"

The white and tender little round face, a pair of black eyes, blinked, and his little hands were still holding on to Bai Xiaohuai's little quilt.

Bo Xiaohuai had no choice but to shrink inward and lift the quilt to make a clearing.

Jian Xiaosong was happy immediately, pouting his **** and climbing up, hugging Bo Xiaohuai obediently, letting him cover him with a quilt.

But with the quilt covered, some people are still dishonest, groaning and writhing.

Bo Xiaohuai pretended to be a little adult: "Be good, Xiao Song, go to bed."

"no."

Continue to twist.

Bai Xiaohuai thought for a while, turned over, and took out a box of strawberry milk from the small schoolbag beside the bed: "Xiaosong has a good nap, and Brother Huai will drink strawberry milk for you."

Jian Xiaosong licked her mouth, tangled for a while, and then reluctantly said, "Okay."

Bo Xiaohuai helped him insert the straw, and just brought it to his mouth, grunting, it was gone.

Jian Xiaosong blinked: "I still want to drink."

Bai Xiaohuai flipped through his schoolbag, and when it was gone, he rubbed Jian Songyi's little cheek: "Today I will go to bed first, and Brother Huai will drink it for you tomorrow, okay."

Sleepy when you are full.

Jian Songyi hummed for a while, and finally fell asleep obediently.

After falling asleep, Bai Xiaohuai poked his little face.

Hmm, Komatsu's face is so soft.

And so good, like a doll.

Before the lunch break the next day, while Jian Xiaosong was being coaxed to eat by her beautiful sister, Bai Xiaohuai took her little wallet and went to the small supermarket in the kindergarten. He wanted to buy more boxes of strawberry milk, but found that there were none.

A little downcast.

Several young girls who had just bought strawberry milk blushed and rubbed over: "We have strawberry milk."

"Um..." Bo Xiaohuai looked at the two boxes of strawberry milk and started thinking.

Komatsu likes to drink this.

But the eldest father told him that he can't just accept other people's things.

But the little father said again that he should take good care of his brother Komatsu.

Is that listening to the big dad or the little dad?

Bo Xiaohuai sullenly thought for a while, remembering something, digging out from his schoolbag the eldest dad bought the very expensive chocolate from the United States, and handed it to the little girls: "I invite you to eat chocolate, you can Give me the strawberry milk."

The chocolate packaging is exquisite and beautiful, which is the most attractive to girls.

So Bo Xiaohuai successfully harvested three boxes of strawberry milk, held it in his arms, and happily prepared to go to Jian Xiaosong.

But there was no one in the place to eat, and no one in the lunch break.

Just as Bo Xiaohuai wanted to ask where his pretty sister Jian Xiaosong had gone, he met Jian Songyi around the corner and walked over.

The white and tender little Tuan Tuan, with a lot of bruise on his face, looked very painful, but the little Tuan Tuan tightly pressed his mouth, just did not cry, it looked even more distressing.

As a result, when I saw Bo Xiaohuai, I couldn't help it, "Wow," "Wow, brother Huai...it hurts... Komatsu hurts... Oooooo..."

Tears poured down his face and looked so pitiful.

Bo Xiaohuai hurriedly hugged him, while holding his small face, while bulging his mouth, he whispered: "Brother Huai is blowing to you, so don't hurt Xiao Song."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

"He is in a big class, you are in a small class, it doesn't matter if you can't beat him."

"Uuuuu...it hurts..."

"We drink strawberry milk, so it doesn't hurt."

When Jian Xiaosong heard the strawberry milk, she didn't cry so much.

Bo Xiaohuai watched Jian Xiaosong holding the small box and drank the milk clean, while gently patting his back to give him comfort.

After I drank all the boxes of milk, I didn't know if I was drunk or was tired from crying. Jian Xiaosong, who had to coax for a long time every time he took a nap, actually fell asleep on the bed.

Bruises and tears crossed her little face.

Bo Xiaohuai took out the small kerchief, gently wiped his tears and nose away, carefully avoided the pretty sister, and slipped out of the lunch break room.

No one can bully Jian Xiaosong.

If so, then you must bully it back.

Adhering to this belief, and Bo Xiaohuai has been superior to ordinary people's physical strength since he was a child, Bo Xiaohuai finally knocked the fat bear down in the sandpit, rode on him, and punched him in the face. .

The fat bear was beaten up and shouted: "You! Are you not an omega! Why are you so fierce! You are so fierce! I don't want you to be a wife!"

It's okay not to say this. When he said this, Bai Xiaohuai said nothing, and punched him again according to the other face.

In society, I'm Xiaobai, and I don't say much about it.

When the pretty sister arrived with Jian Xiaosong, she saw a little fat man being pressed on the ground, screaming and screaming, while Bai Xiaohuai was pressing his lips and not saying a word, but he was slapped hard. .

Bo Xiaohuai is the most obedient child in the class.

The pretty sister hurriedly went to hug him away.

Fortunately, the three or four-year-old milk dolls can't go anywhere, no matter how hard they are.

But things are still very serious.

The beautiful sisters took the three of them to the office, asked them to stand in line, and then started calling their parents.

Jian Xiaosong took Bo Xiaohuai's hand: "Brother Huai, you are amazing."

Big eyes, super big worship.

Bo Xiaohuai's face was stern, and he didn't show any proud look at all, but he was happy in his heart.

Jian Xiaosong thinks Brother Huai is really cool.

"Brother Huai, can you be my wife? Don't be my wife. He doesn't look as good as me."

Bo Xiaohuai frowned, "No."

Jian Xiaosong was anxious all at once: "Why not?!"

"Just don't."

"want!"

"No."

"want!"

"No."

"Woo-"

Jian Xiaosong jumped up anxiously, grabbed Bai Xiaohuai's hand and took a bite.

When Bai Xiaohuai had a pain, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but when he didn't pay attention, he pushed Jian Xiaosong down.

Bai Nen and tender buttocks sat on the ground with "Ba Hag", and it didn't hurt to say that it hurts, but Jian Xiaosong felt wronged. Dad said that marrying a wife means playing with him all the time. Playing with him all the time, Brother Huai still pushes him, oh oh oh, big brother Huai is bad!

Thinking of this, Jian Xiaosong grinned and cried.

As soon as he cried, Bai Xiaohuai panicked, and squatted down to coax him: "Xiaosong doesn't cry, don't cry, don't cry."

"Then you will be my wife!"

"No."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"Komatsu, you can't say that. Little dad said, we can't say not to play with each other."

"You are still fierce to me! Uuuuu..."

Bai Xiaohuai felt that Komatsu had said something he couldn't say, and he was unhappy.

Jian Xiaosong felt that Brother Huai stopped playing with him, and was even more unhappy.

The two fought.

The beautiful sister turned her head, frightened, and quickly separated the two.

When Tang Qingqing and Wen Zhimian arrived, the two children, one sitting toward the window, expressionless, and the other buried in the arms of the beautiful sister, crying out of breath.

Tang Qingqing was so distressed that he quickly took Jian Xiaosong over: "The baby is good, the baby does not cry."

Wen Zhimian glanced at Bo Xiaohuai, then smiled gently, and asked the kindergarten teacher: "Did the two children fight?"

"Yes." The kindergarten teacher sighed. "The two children usually have a good relationship. Today, I don't know what's wrong. I asked why they were fighting and didn't say anything."

Wen Zhimian nodded: "Teacher you have worked hard, let's take the two children home first, okay?"

"Yes, that's... another classmate was also beaten, and his parents should be coming soon."

As soon as the voice fell, a grumpy man's voice sounded: "Who! Who beat my son!"

Wen Zhimian turned around and lowered his head slightly: "This gentleman, I'm sorry, but my son has a conflict with your child."

The man sneered coldly: "Look at your gentleman, how come your son is so uneducated. Xiong Haizi, come over and say, was it the kid who hit you?"

Chubby Bear nodded: "It's him!"

"Look at you like a bear, go, call back!"

The adults were stunned by this routine.

On the contrary, Jian Songyi was crying out of breath and screamed: "Don't beat Brother Huai! Obviously Fat Bear beat me first! Why do you only scold Brother Huai! You still beat Brother Huai, ohh... .... Brother Huai is not allowed..."

Wen Zhimian's eyes shimmered slightly, stopped the child, and looked at the man: "Sir, is this how you educate children? It is true that my child is wrong with fighting, but I understand him, and I believe he will never be unreasonable. Hit someone, and you heard it, your child hit my son’s good friend first, so I think everyone is wrong about this. So what we should teach the child now is how to solve the problem in the correct way in the future. Rather than simply venting out for a bad breath, what do you think?"

"Oh, what does the kid say? You said my son beat someone, so my son beat someone?"

"If I remember correctly, the kindergarten is monitored. If you have plenty of time, we can sit down and take a look."

"...I'm busy!"

"Your child’s medical expenses will be paid according to the hospital bill. This is what we should do. As for your child who injured another child, we reserve the right to pursue it for the time being, because the child still has room for education. But if this happens again next time, I will definitely pursue it to the end. So I hope this gentleman can teach the children well."

After that, I didn't intend to entangle with this unreasonable man, turned around, and said softly to Bai Xiaohuai: "Xiaohuai, come here, take Dad's hand, we are going home."

Bo Xiaohuai obediently took his little father's hand.

Jian Xiaosong was buried in Tang Qingqing's arms, crying miserably.

Wen Zhimian worried that Tang Qingqing, a little girl who hugged the fat for too long, would not be able to hold it. He took it with a smile, and patted Jian Xiaosong on the back: "Why is Xiaosong crying?"

"Uuuuuu, Uncle Sleep, Big Brother Huai is the villain."

"What's wrong with Brother Huai?"

"Uuuuuuuu...hiccup--"

Jian Xiaosong cried out of anger.

Wen Zhimian tilted his head to look at the sullen Bo Xiaohuai with his lips tightly pressed next to him, and smiled helplessly: "Why are you so like your big dad? Learn both good and bad?"

Bo Xiaohuai finally spoke: "Big Daddy is the best in the world."

Wen Zhimian lowered her head slightly, smiling at the corners of her lips: "Well, your eldest dad is the best in the world."

When bringing two little puddings with blue noses and swollen faces home, Bai Han was sitting on the sofa reading documents.

He looked up and saw the embarrassing look of the two little babies, and raised his eyebrows: "You two should have been beaten long ago."

Wen Zhimian glared at him angrily.

Bai Han smiled and continued to look at the file.

Wen Zhimian took out the dv, faced the two little puddings, and asked softly: "Why are you fighting today?"

Jian Xiaosong was going to be wronged to death. When Uncle Sleep asked this, he immediately became crying: "Woo woo woo, Komatsu will never play with Brother Huai again. Brother Huai doesn't like Komatsu, oooooooo, Komatsu So sad, oooooo..."

After crying so pitifully, Ms. Tang took the little ball away in distress.

Bo Xiaohuai still pursed his mouth and said nothing.

Wen Zhimian was very patient. She squatted down, looked up with him, and asked softly: "Come on, tell dad, why fight with Komatsu?"

"..."

"Did my father teach you that you must answer when your elders ask questions, eh?" The voice was always patient and gentle.

Bo Xiaohuai pursed his lips, still speaking: "Xiaomatsu said he wants to marry me as his wife, I don't want to."

The little adult's serious tone made Wen Zhimian stunned, and then chuckled: "Didn't you say that you like Komatsu the most? Why not?"

"Because the eldest father said that marrying a wife is to protect his wife, but I don't want Komatsu to protect me, I want to protect Komatsu, so I don't want to be his wife."

Wen Zhimian changed the direction of the camera when he heard the words, and pointed at Bai Han: "Sir, please explain to me why you are telling a four-year-old child so serious and profound things?"

Bai Han raised his head, looked at him, and smiled.

He smiled a little sternly. It’s an irritation that can only be revealed in front of Wen Zhimian: “I’m not wrong. Marrying a wife is about protecting your wife, isn’t it? Xiao Huai, behaved well, that’s what you want, worthy of being my son. ."

"You still say!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything."

Bo Han smiled at Wen Zhimian who pretended to be angry.

Then he turned his head and looked at Bo Xiaohuai with a cold and serious face, "Xiaohuai, did your eldest dad teach you to take care of Komatsu and protect Komatsu?"

"Ok."

"So how can you make Komatsu cry?"

Bai Xiaohuai lowered his head, as if a little guilty.

"The big daddy brought the toy back. You can take it to play with Komatsu and coax him."

"but......"

"No, but, you are older than Komatsu, you have to take care of him everywhere, let him, this is your duty as a brother. Understand?"

"..." Bo Xiaohuai thought for a while and nodded, "I understand."

Then he took the new toy and went out.

Wen Zhimian glanced at Bai Han angrily: "Why are you so fierce? Xiao Huai will not like you in the future like you."

"The two of us, if you are so gentle, I can only be a little bit fierce, otherwise how can I teach him to be a good man? Besides, Xiao Huai can worship me."

"That's true." Wen Zhimian lowered his head to fiddle with the DVD, and walked slowly towards the sofa. "He also said today that Big Daddy is the most powerful person in the world."

"Then what did you say?"

Wen Zhimian lowered her head, pursed her lips and smiled, a small pear vortex appeared at the corner of her lips: "I said, yes, your eldest dad is the best in the world."

Since he was a teenager, he has never concealed his admiration for Bai Han, but he has never been humble at all, because he himself is good enough.

And this excellence and inner strength allowed him to face all emotions calmly, and it also taught Bai Han, whose emotions were somewhat closed, how to open his heart and feel the joys, sorrows and joys of the world.

He once walked into Bai Han's world so enthusiastically and tenderly.

But after many years of marriage, the precipitation of the years has made him lose some of his childishness and become more calm, but he has never lost the feeling of youth.

His smile made Bai Han's heart move.

Thinking that he had finally sent the boy to the right door, he unscrupulously pulled Wen Zhimian's wrist around, wrapped his arms around him, and laughed in a low voice: "Don't record, you can't record the rest."

Wen Zhimian's face turned pale red.

The door closed.

Shut the smell of pheromone in a room.

It's almost connivance of getting what you want.

When the pheromone finally faded, Bai Han hugged the omega in his arms, and said in a low voice: "Today is so good."

Even though Wen Zhimian is already a father, Bai Han still treats him like a child when they first fell in love.

Wen Zhimian buried him in Bai Han's arms, holding his waist, and his voice was a little dull: "Brother Han, I'm going to the Middle East, medical support."

Bai Han's hand was stiff, he didn't want Wen Zhimian to go.

He instinctively wanted to refuse.

But what he said, he will respect Wen Zhi Mian.

So I could only give a reluctant "um".

Wen Zhimian heard some children's feeling of anger from the sound of "um" and laughed.

"Brother Han, when I come back, shall we have a baby?"

"Well, give birth to someone who looks like you, I'm sure to spoil you."

"Then Xiao Huai will be jealous."

"No, that kid is like me."

"Are you quite proud?"

"Of course, my son is like me, and he will definitely be the best person in the world in the future."

"Brother Han."

"Ok?"

"You said that when Xiaohuai and the others grow up and we are old, will we still love each other like this?"

"Yes. We will love each other forever, and all our hair will be white, and I will still love you."

When Wen Zhimian went to the Middle East for the first time, the war ended after only three months.

When he came back, he found that Bai Han had bought a lot of small dolls. He couldn't help but smile when he looked at a big man who was about eight meters tall and arranged the baby's room.

Bai Han's majesty has never tolerated challenges, so he carried him back to the room without saying a word.

But probably because the opportunity didn't come, I haven't been able to give birth to a younger sibling for Bai Xiaohuai.

But he wasn't in a hurry. They were only in their twenties and they were still a long time ago.

He began to teach Bai Xiaohuai to play the piano, Jian Xiaosong to draw, to teach and to teach, and the two children learned together.

Every time he saw two children inseparable from each other, he would smile and say to Tang Qingqing: "Should we order them a baby kiss?"

Of course Tang Qingqing is happy: "Okay, okay, when they get married when they reach adulthood, we'll go and have fun by ourselves."

Wen Zhimian smiled and said, "Okay."

But before that day, we waited for the news of the resumption of the war.

He had seen the cruelty of war, so he walked resolutely.

On the day Wen Zhimian left, everyone thought it was just an ordinary, short parting as usual.

Bai Han waited for his lover to return, Bai Huai waited for his father to return home, Jian Songyi was also waiting for his Uncle Sleep to return, telling him that he would finally play the little star.

But none of them waited for that person.

What they waited for was only a news of death, a martyr's commendation, and a urn.

Bo Xiaohuai, who had hardly cried since childhood, cried.

When he was crying, there was no family around him.

His grandfather and grandmother were abroad and couldn't come back. His grandfather was busy accepting various pacifications from the country and attended various commendation ceremonies, and his aunt was also busy keeping the funeral.

And his father, no one knew where he went.

Everyone couldn't get in touch, he disappeared for a full month, and when he came back, he was completely changed.

In the past, although he was also cold and strong, there was always light in the bottom of his eyes, and he always showed a gentleness that could not be hidden because of his love.

But now there is only an endless abyss.

When Bai Xiaohuai cried and hugged him and asked him if his little father had become a star, he said, "No, Bai Huai, listen, people die if they die, die forever, he won’t He will not be with you when he becomes a star, he will leave you forever, forever."

How could he be willing to leave forever.

For the first time in his life, Bo Xiaohuai understood death and despair for the first time.

The next day, Bai Han left Nancheng.

Transferred to North City and went straight to two levels.

Since then, I have risen step by step.

Countless people had wanted to cram around him, but none of them succeeded.

Those who have the brains are more general, compared to the appearance of the former Doctor Wen, they are sent by gentle, elegant and bookish ones, and some can even be six to seven points similar in appearance, but without exception, Bai Han has never even looked at it.

Then everyone stopped thinking about it, ruthless is ruthless.

And ruthlessly hurt.

The most hurt was Bai Huai, who was only six years old at the time.

Six-year-old Bai Huai was surrounded by five-year-old Jian Songyi.

When Bai Xiaohuai was alone in the huge villa that night, he held his father's picture and cried silently under the covers.

He was sad. He was educated to be sensible since he was a child, and he was sensible earlier than others.

But he was only six years old.

He is really sad.

He wants the little dad to come back, he wants the big dad to hug, or even if anyone can tell him that he is not a kid that no one wants.

He was so sad and wanted to cry so much.

But my father told him, a manly man, to be strong and not to cry.

The little child's tears soaked the bed sheet and the teeth bit his delicate lips.

Just as lonely, silently, crying.

The house space, the autumn night is too cold, he can not sleep.

He shivered slightly under the covers.

He didn't notice when the door opened.

He only knew that his quilt was opened by a seam, a small doll squeezed in, and the quilt fell again.

In the dark bed, the little baby hugged him.

That hug is so soft and so warm.

Little Wawa patted him awkwardly on the back: "Brother Huai wants to cry, just cry, Komatsu is here, Komatsu is with you."

At that moment, the little child who had endured it for a long time finally choked out: "Komatsu, my little dad is dead, and my eldest dad doesn't want me. I will be alone from now on."

At that time, children knew about loneliness before they could write the word loneliness.

Little Wawa hugged him tightly with his hands, her voice was milky, but she was so serious: "No, Brother Huai won't be alone. Komatsu will always be with Brother Huai, and forever with Brother Huai. For a lifetime, ten lifetimes, a hundred lifetimes, a hundred of a hundred lifetimes, I will accompany Brother Huai."

"Komatsu, hug me."

"Okay! I hold it so tightly!"

Little Wawa's hands are a bit short, but they really hold them tightly.

Bai Huai didn't know how long he had been crying, and finally wiped away his tears: "Jian Songyi."

"Ok?"

"I am going to be an adult from now on."

"Then we will be adults together!"

"No, you want to be a kid."

"why?"

"No why. Let's sleep."

"Well! I'll sing a lullaby to you, just like Uncle Sleep sings!"

"it is good."

"Brother Huai."

"Ok?"

"happy Birthday."

"Thank you Komatsu."

That night, the childish voice, the stumbling lullaby, it was the kid singing the lullaby that fell asleep first.

That child may be the happiest child in the world, but he will always remember to give half of his happiness to the lonely child.

He would sneak up to sleep with Bai Xiaohuai every night.

He would put all his favorite things into the box and drag it to Bai Xiaohuai's room.

He would ask his parents to prepare gifts for his elders every holiday and send them blessings.

He will tell everyone that Bai Huai is his best friend, the kind of dead.

He would fight for the first time for Bai Huai, curse for the first time, and bleed for the first time.

He will always be by Bai Huai's side, as long as Bai Huai does not leave.

However, since that night, they have grown up into completely different teenagers after all.

But they are always the same.

The young elders in childhood taught them gentleness, kindness, and love.

They never forget.

So in this life, even if they have made mistakes and separated, they will always be the best teenagers when they meet again.

And the kid who sang a lullaby finally fulfilled his promise.

For a lifetime, ten lifetimes, a hundred lifetimes, a hundred of a hundred lifetimes, he will stay with his brother Huai forever.