Xiao He was slightly surprised. In his opinion, Bo Qingyou wouldn't agree to this so easily; she probably needed some psychological counseling.

But... but... what Bo Qingyou is saying now is truly impressive.

"Don't you want to?"

Seeing Xiao He's surprised expression, Bo Qingyou asked again.

"Of course I'd like to."

Xiao He nodded.

"That's it!"

Bo Qingyou got up, preparing to go back to her room to read.

Clearly, Xiao He had heard the entire process.

Xiao He put away the first-aid kit on the table and placed it in the cabinet.

At this moment, Xiao Zhuyu came down.

"dad--"

Xiao He called out to him.

Xiao Zhuyu's expression seemed a little awkward. He looked at Xiao He for a moment, not knowing how to say it.

“We heard what you just said. We… I mean Bo Qingyou and me. We both agree to you being together. You don’t need to go and tell each of you. Dad, I wish you happiness.”

Hearing Xiao He's words, Xiao Zhuyu was deeply moved and reached out to hug Xiao He tightly.

It feels like the last time we hugged was when we were kids.

Xiao He felt a little... strange, but her mood was still very pleasant.

"Then you must take good care of your younger sister from now on."

Xiao Zhuyu let go of his hand. He found that having regained love, he seemed to enjoy hugging people even more.

Xiao He was a child I neglected too much since he was little.

Although everything in life is still normal.

But now, it's more common... there's very little of this kind of contact between two people.

Thinking about it, Xiao Zhuyu hugged Xiao He again.

Xiao He, who was about 28 years old, was suddenly hugged by her father again.

Although he really wanted to tell his father that he no longer needed a loving hug.

But as a psychologist, he said nothing and did nothing, simply letting his father hold him silently.

After hugging for a while, Xiao Zhuyu felt that he had finally made up for all the hugs he had owed over the past year.

"Be a good boy!"

Xiao Zhuyu reached out and gently patted Xiao He on the shoulder.

Xiao He's face darkened, but he still nodded.

His father's mental state is still puzzling, at least for Xiao He.

It's likely that Xiao Zhuyu told Bo Sufei, but Bo Sufei and Bo Qingyou's way of getting along has always been the same.

Deep down, Bo Sufei was still somewhat afraid of Bo Qingyou.

Bo Sufei knocked on Bo Qingyou's door.

Bo Qingyou opened the door.

Bo Sufei's face was still slightly flushed.

After she walked in, she reached out and took Bo Qingyou's hand.

“Qingyou—I…”

After letting go, her fingers trembled slightly, but she didn't know what to say.

She always felt guilty towards her child.

They always say it's all for the children, everything is for the children.

But because of the child, the child didn't get to enjoy anything.

She was still somewhat embarrassed by this.

"Mom, I know you're with Uncle Xiao now. I think you two are a perfect match and you'll definitely be happy together!"

Seeing how nervous she was, Bo Qingyou reached out and took her hand.

Bo Sufei was slightly taken aback, completely unexpected that Bo Qingyou would say that.

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