Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Just when Huo Chengyao turned around, Huo Yuanshi tightened his grip on the corners of his clothes.

"What's wrong?" Huo Chengyao stopped.

"Will you stay at home with me for a few days?"

Huo Chengyao was slightly startled.

Only then did he remember that he had not been back for nearly a month since he left Nancheng on the sixth day of the first lunar month.

The little hand holding the corner of his clothes slowly loosened, "I was just casually..."

"I will stay with you at home for about three days." Huo Chengyao promised.

The corners of Huo Yuanshi's mouth curved, "Okay."

Watching Huo Chengyao leave the room, Huo Yuanshi stared at the ceiling with a faint smile on his lips.

He touched the stitch wound on his forehead with his left hand.

No wonder people often say that children who cry get candy.

It turns out that being cruel to himself can really bring his father back to him.

Does it hurt?

In fact, he couldn't feel much pain.

He couldn't explain why, but his pain-sensing nerves seemed to have been insensitive since he was a child.

Things that were obviously very hot and painful for ordinary people did not have much impact on him.

He is not afraid of pain or burning.

Live like a cold-blooded animal.

Early the next morning, Aunt Lin brought him breakfast and anti-inflammatory medicine.

He didn't let Aunt Lin hold him, so he got off the bed, went to the bathroom, and stood on the stool to wash himself.

After he finished washing, he sat at the table and had breakfast.

"Did my dad eat it?"

Aunt Lin shook her hands on the quilt and hesitated, "Master Huo has left."

Huo Yuanshi drank porridge and looked out the window.

The rain has stopped, and in the morning there is a heavy fog, and the sky is white.

Thinking of Huo Chengyao's promise to him last night, he held the spoon quietly and continued to drink porridge without saying anything.

His left and right hands are both flexible, and even if his right hand is broken, it does not affect his ability to eat on his own.

Looking at his lonely figure sitting by the window, Aunt Lin felt distressed. She explained: "Master Huo received a call and had to go back for a video conference."

She added, "He came to see you before he left."

Huo Yuanshi squeezed the spoon tightly and hummed.

His thoughts were too heavy, and Aunt Lin looked at him hesitantly, but she didn't know how to comfort him before he would listen.

After breakfast, Huo Yuanshi took medicine and said he was going to go for a walk in the garden.

Aunt Lin wanted to follow, but he dismissed her.

She was worried at first that he would be unhappy because Huo Chengyao was gone, but now it seemed that he was fine and he probably didn't take it to heart, so she felt relieved.

But he didn't dare to really let him go out alone, so he told a few people to follow him from a distance.

After a while the sun came out.

Huo Yuanshi sat on a stone bench and looked at a row of moving ants on the edge of the flower bed.

The densely packed ants formed a pair and moved forward slowly.

What a fun little thing.

He watched for a while, then suddenly stood up, walked over and squatted in front of the flower bed, sweeping the ants into the palm of his hand.

Not far away, a gardener was burning the remains of some trees.

The fire grew stronger and stronger.

"Master, are you feeling better?" the gardener asked him proactively.

Huo Yuanshi said with a pale face, "Very good, thank you."

He walked toward the pile of burning branches.

The gardener reminded him: "Be careful, young master."

"It's okay, I'll burn some garbage."

When Huo Yuanshi approached the fire and spread his palms, the gardener saw only thin and dense black.

Before he could see what it was, the eldest young master turned his palm downwards, curled his fingers, and rubbed the fingertips in his palm, which seemed to make it easier for the thing in his palm to fall into the fire.

The gardener was nearby and seemed to hear a subtle crackling sound.

Huo Yuanshi stared at the fire for a while, then turned and left.

But when he took a few steps, he stopped.

There were some faint sounds coming from the other side of the rockery.

"Don't walk so fast, wait for mom."

A milky voice came, "No wear, no wear, no wear."

"It looks good. It looks great when it's on. It's very handsome!"

Huo Yuanshi stood there and looked at the small figure coming around from the other side of the rockery.

Huo Mingzheng was trotting with short legs. Cheng Weijin didn't dare to chase him too closely for fear of falling. "It's really beautiful. Please wear it."

Huo Chengqi stepped forward, picked up Huo Minzheng and held him in his arms, "Mom asked you to wear clothes, why don't you wear them?"

"Pink, no." Huo Mingzheng had a chubby face and his eyes were full of protest.

Cheng Weijin said seductively: "You have fair skin and look good in pink. Who says boys can't wear pink? Nonsense, boys can also look handsome in pink, okay?"

"No." Huo Minzheng turned his face away.

Huo Chengqi sighed, "It's not the first day you've met your son. He has his own ideas. Don't force him if he doesn't want to wear it."

"He is less than three years old, what are your ideas?"

Huo Yuanshi didn't know how long he had been standing there. Cheng Weijin coaxed him to the end, but Huo Minzheng still didn't wear it. He was so angry that he didn't want to talk, so he turned away with his clothes.

Huo Chengqi put Huo Minzheng down and told the nanny, "Take good care of the second young master."

After saying this, he went after Cheng Weijin.

Huo Yuanshi withdrew his gaze and sat back to his previous position.

There are no more ants in the flower bed, it looks much cleaner and tidier, and I feel much more comfortable.

Suddenly he heard the nanny's anxious voice: "Second Young Master, what are you doing?"

He raised his eyes and looked over. Huo Mingzheng unzipped his coat, took off his coat and threw it on the ground. He stomped towards this side, bathing in the sunshine.

"Put it on quickly, don't catch a cold."

The nanny picked up the coat and was about to put it on for him.

But Huo Minzheng pushed him away and said, "I won't wear it."

He sat on the flower bed, where there were many ants just now, and rolled up his sleeves.

"What are you doing?"

Huo Yuanshi asked him.

"My mother won't ask me to wear pink if my skin gets tanned by the sun."

Huo Yuanshi sneered.

It's hard for him to come up with such a simple and crude method.

After a while, Cheng Weijin and Huo Chengqi came to see Huo Mingzheng. Huo Yuanshi sat aside and looked at the family of three. He remained sitting there until they all left.

When Aunt Lin found him, he was still sitting on the stone bench, looking in the direction of the rockery.

"Young Master, it's time for lunch."

Huo Yuanshi looked away and said, "Okay."

After lunch, Aunt Lin poured a glass of warm water and took the anti-inflammatory medicine Huo Yuanshi had taken. When she arrived in the living room, she realized that Huo Yuanshi was not there.

He clearly told him to take medicine just now, but why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?

Thinking that he had gone upstairs, Aunt Lin went to his room upstairs to look for him, but still saw no one.

Her heart skipped a beat, fearing that Huo Yuan would make another mistake and she would be responsible for it.

When she hurriedly ran out to find Huo Yuan, she broke into a cold sweat in the cold weather.

As a result, Huo Yuanshi was found where he had been sitting before.

He sat motionless on the stone bench, still staring in the direction of the rockery.