Stealing the moonlight into my arms

The two of them pulled each other back and forth many times.

It was not until Fu Runing felt that Xiao Jingting had quarreled to the point that her head hurt that she finally gave in and agreed to take the medicine.

She stretched out her hand to take the medicine from his hand, and the man handed the pill to her mouth.

Fu Runing lowered her head and put the pill into her mouth, while Xiao Jingting fed her some water.

She took the medicine and drank water, but she still didn't want to eat.

She lay back down on the bed and pulled the blanket over her head. It was already early morning, but she didn't want to face it and pretended it was still night.

Xiao Jingting pulled off the blanket covering her head and said, "It's hot, don't get heatstroke."

Fu Runing snatched the blanket back and covered her head with it.

Xiao Jingting also let her go. He sat beside her bed and suddenly said, "Duoduo is just like you, she doesn't eat either."

Hearing this, Fu Runing poked her head out from under the blanket. Her eyes were swollen and her face looked pale and thin because of her illness.

"What happened to Duoduo?"

"It hasn't eaten much in the past two days. It has been sleeping on the third floor since we came back from going out yesterday." Xiao Jingting explained to her.

"What are you doing sleeping on the third floor?"

Fu Runing frowned. Duoduo used to sleep with her, and she had many beautiful little beds. Later, she slept outside Xu Luo's room most of the time and watched over the child at night.

Xiao Jingting said calmly: "It sleeps at the door of Dad's room."

It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned it, but when she suddenly heard this, Fu Runing's eyes became red again.

Duoduo is so smart, how could it not know that there is one person missing at home?

Many times, Fu Runing felt that her father's indulgence towards her was really too much. Her father loved her and everything she loved.

When Duoduo was three months old, Fu Runing brought her back to the Xishan Bay villa to be raised. She was still a tiny puppy, and she had never raised such a small puppy before. When her father found out, he listed all the precautions for raising a pet dog for her.

Later, when she returned to her parents' home, she brought Duoduo with her father. Her father was also very good to her. When she slept in on weekends, her father would take the initiative to help her take the dog for a walk.

Puppies feel love most directly and can give the strongest response. Duoduo is reluctant to see his father leave.

Fu Runing choked up and complained, "It's just a dog, what does it know..."

After that, she instructed Xiao Jingting: "Feed it with some of its usual snacks. Duoduo likes snacks, and if she's in a bad mood and sees snacks, she should be able to eat some."

Xiao Jingting asked softly: "What about you?"

Fu Runing didn't expect him to be waiting for her here, and she suddenly felt like she was being tricked by him.

She didn't say anything and still didn't want to eat anything.

Xiao Jingting repeated: "When Duoduo is in a bad mood and doesn't want to eat, you can eat snacks. So what do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat." Fu Runing still said this.

Xiao Jingting said: "There are glutinous rice balls made by my father in the refrigerator, and they are filled with jujube paste."

That was made by Fu Zhangnan before. He made a lot and froze them. He wanted to leave some for her, but it didn't taste good if it was frozen for too long, so he only made a little.

Fu Runing lowered her eyelids and said nothing.

Xiao Jingting asked again: "Would you like some brown sugar dumplings?"

This time Fu Runing nodded slowly.

"Then you should sleep for a while."

After saying that, Xiao Jingting turned and left the room.

Fu Runing lay in bed in a daze. She knew that her current condition was not good. She also felt sorry for Duoduo not eating. Wouldn’t her father also feel sorry for her?

She can't do this.

Fu Runing walked out of the room with her clothes draped over her.

The fever made her feel cold and her legs felt a little weak.

She walked up the stairs step by step to the third floor, and saw Duoduo lying at the door in front of the room where her father used to live.

Even when he heard her footsteps, Duoduo only raised his head slightly to look at her, then lowered his head again, facing the door, as if waiting for the door to open again and the familiar person to come back.

Puppies of this age are full of energy, but at this moment, Duoduo's usually energetic eyes have become dull.

Fu Runing touched the dog's head, then opened the door and walked in first. The dog lying on the ground got up and followed her.

The room is tidy and clean, and many things have not changed. The books my father has read are still neatly placed in the bookcase, and the pens he has used are still in the pen holder in front of the desk, as if he had never left.

On the desk was a family photo of their family, as well as a separate small photo frame with a solo photo of Fu Runing.

There is a mystery behind this photo frame. Fu Runing took it apart and saw another photo on the back.

The photo shows a young couple, both with happy smiles on their faces. It is a photo of her parents when they were young.

Fu Runing's fingers gently stroked the two people in the photo. She looked at them deeply for a long time before reluctantly putting the photo back into the frame.

Duoduo squatted at her feet, rested her head on her legs, and made humming sounds.

Fu Runing rubbed its head and asked, "Duoduo, do you miss grandpa too?"

Duoduo raised her eyes to look at her, then lowered them sadly.

"I miss him too. When he's gone, I still treat you like a little baby, but no one treats me like a little baby anymore."

Perhaps sensing the frustration in her tone, Duoduo took the initiative to rub her hand with his head.

Fu Runing looked at the spoiled little whimperer and said, "Then you have to eat, baby. When the weather is good, I will take you to see grandpa. He should be with the person he loves the most now. Well, the person he loves the most is grandma.

"When the weather is nice, they might turn into little butterflies and come back to see us."

Xiao Jingting stood outside the door, looking at the man and dog in the room. He stopped for a moment and knocked on the door twice.

Fu Runing and Duoduo looked up at him at the same time.

Xiao Jingting walked over, holding a bowl and a bag in his hands.

He placed the bowl on the table in front of Fu Runing. It was a bowl of steaming brown sugar dumplings with wolfberries and red dates.

Fu Runing took it and said, "Thank you."

Xiao Jingting said calmly: "I didn't see you in your room, I guess you probably came up."

Fu Runing stirred the spoon, which contained sweet fermented rice wine. She liked such sweet things when her mouth felt bitter.

Xiao Jingting pulled a chair over and sat down. He didn't talk to Fu Runing anymore, but just watched her eat.

Then he opened the bag in his hand, took out the snacks that Duoduo usually ate, and started coaxing the dog to eat.

However, Duoduo just sniffed and didn't seem very willing.

It turns out that people raise dogs of the same kind, and their temperaments are similar.

Fu Runing moved her chair next to Xiao Jingting. She looked at Duoduo, who was in a depressed mood, and felt bad.

Xiao Jingting patted the dog's head and said, "If I had known, I would have taken you with me yesterday."

Yesterday was the burial day. They didn’t see Duoduo before they went out. It must have hidden itself.

Fu Runing took off her shoes and gently kicked Duoduo's back with the instep of her foot. "Grandpa has repaired your toys. He didn't leave anything for me. Please don't be sad, okay?"

While she was persuading the puppy, she was also persuading herself.

Duoduo was still humming and sniffing reluctantly.

Fu Runing stared at the brown sugar dumplings in her bowl and thought, her father still left some for her.

Before she knew it, the glutinous rice balls in her bowl were gone, and she looked up at Xiao Jingting.

"Any more? I want more."

The man's eyes were calm. When he saw the empty bowl she handed over, he reached out to take it, with warmth in his eyes.

He asked casually, "How's the sweetness?"

"Just right."

"it is good."

After saying that, Xiao Jingting put down the snacks in his hand, turned around and left the room with the empty bowl.

Fu Runing watched his back disappear, and her vision gradually became misty.

She lowered her head and teased the dog's head, whispering to Duoduo -

"Duoduo, although your toy was repaired by Grandpa, it was made by Daddy. The wooden sculpture of a puppy that you like was also carved by Daddy."

As he spoke, Fu Runing realized belatedly and added, "Oh, it seems he is no longer your father now..."

But if you think about it again, it seems to be the same. Even if the couple divorces, the child will still call dad, and this will not change.

After all, Duoduo is a dog born in marriage, and was raised during their marriage.

Xiao Jingting was still busy in the kitchen when he saw Fu Runing come downstairs and appear in the kitchen.

He was a little surprised and said, "It will be fine soon."

He thought she couldn't wait any longer.

Fu Runing stretched and said, "I'll move around so I can eat more."

A gentle smile appeared in Xiao Jingting's eyes. The Fu Runing he knew was like this, always full of vitality. She would be depressed, but not for too long.

Later, when Wen Lan came back from sending his children to school, this was the scene he saw.

Fu Runing and Xiao Jingting sat together in the restaurant to eat breakfast. The atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

It was obviously a very common scene that had happened often before, but for a moment, Wen Lan seemed to have seen something that happened many years ago.

It was when Xiao Jingting was still called Fu Zheng.

A quirky girl and a silent and handsome boy.

After going around in circles, it seems like nothing has changed.

Wen Lan felt sorry for his daughter and walked over to test the temperature of Fu Runing's forehead. "Is it still feverish?"

The temperature Wen Lan felt under her palm was still a bit high, and she couldn't help showing worry on her face.

"Jingting, if you are free, take Ningning to have a look."

Xiao Jingting naturally had no objection, so he agreed.

Fu Runing pulled down Second Aunt's hand and said with a smile, "Second Aunt, don't make a fuss. I don't get sick very often throughout the year, so my immune system needs to be strengthened."

"Bah, kid, don't say that. Don't talk nonsense." Wen Lan quickly stomped his feet three times to the side to get rid of the bad luck.

Xiao Jingting suggested: "Let her rest first, you should pay more attention to her at home, thank you for the trouble."

"That's so polite of you to say."

Wen Lan looked at his daughter's expression and there didn't seem to be anything unusual.

They are...

Adults really shouldn't ask too much about children's affairs.

Until Xiao Jingting went out to work, only Wen Lan and Fu Runing were left at home.

Wen Lan then asked his daughter indirectly, "Ning Ning, how are we going to deal with Jing Ting in the future?"

Fu Runing couldn't help but laugh when she heard this. Even though her face was haggard due to illness, this smile made her look brighter.

"He's such a grown man, does he still need a place to stay? Does he still need a place to live? He has a lot of properties under his name."

Wen Lan reached out and smoothed the hair on her cheek, looking at her dotingly, "You kid, you're pretending to be ignorant even though you know the truth. Jing Ting was here for your dad before, but now he has to listen to your opinion."

Everyone has witnessed Xiao Jingting's busying around in her house in recent months. Later, he even stayed up all night. Nowadays, it is rare for a biological son to do this.