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He said, "No matter how bad it is, I'm used to it."
Su Wan still had two lines of tears on her face, but she couldn't help but smile through her tears. In an instant, her heart softened, "Yeah, it's all your fault."
"Yeah, it's my fault." He lifted his foot to press against her waist, pulling her closer.
Suddenly, she perked up and looked up at him with sparkling eyes, "Neil, let me show you a photo of my dad. He's very handsome."
He laughed, "Didn't we see him at the cemetery that day?"
Su Wan said as she reached out from under the blanket to grab her phone from the table, "The photos on there are too serious. My dad's candid shots are much better."
She poked the screen and flipped through the album until she found an old photo of herself with her father from over a decade ago. She handed it to Fu Weiheng, "This was when I was two years old. Look at my dad; isn't he good-looking?"
Fu Weiheng took the phone and examined it closely. A charming little girl sat on an old children's bicycle, her chubby cheeks adorned with baby fat. When she smiled, two dimples appeared on her cheeks, making her look adorably innocent, and her incomplete set of teeth was striking.
Yes, his wife was truly adorable.
As his gaze shifted, Fu Weiheng finally looked at the man standing beside the girl in the photo. The man's handsome features were strikingly defined, and that warm and friendly smile...
It felt incredibly familiar.
Fu Weiheng's hand holding the phone paused for a moment. After a while, he suddenly broke into a grin, his voice clear like a mountain spring flowing gently past her ears, utterly enchanting.
Under the warm yellow light of the wall lamp, Su Wan saw his handsome face light up with an irresistible charm.
She was stunned and snatched the phone back to stare at the photo for a long time without realizing what was so funny about it.
"...What's wrong? My dad looks really good..." Su Wan raised the screen again to take another look. "I don't look... ridiculous either..."
She glanced at her incomplete set of teeth in the photo, and her last words lacked confidence.
Fu Weiheng gradually stopped laughing. He reached out to take her phone and tossed it aside before pulling her tightly into his embrace. With a swift motion, he flipped over and pinned her beneath him.
He slowly lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then her eyes, and followed the bridge of her nose down to her well-defined collarbone. When he looked up at her again, his deep, dark eyes were filled with tenderness.
Su Wan's heart skipped a beat; she instinctively grasped the small arm resting beside her. With a gulp, she swallowed hard and stammered, "You, you... I, my... um..."
Someone had already leaned down again to seal her lips.
He gently sucked on her upper lip, nibbling delicately before tracing her lips with his tongue. Taking advantage of the moment, he slipped into her mouth, holding her chin with his long fingers as he deepened the kiss.
Su Wan was wearing a cotton nightgown, and she had never had the habit of wearing underwear to bed. At that moment, through the thin fabric, she could clearly feel Fu Weiheng's body heat radiating against her.
Desire is always difficult to satisfy, especially when it originates from Su Wan.
Feeling a chill at her waist, he lifted the hem of her nightgown, his long hand easily gliding to her soft chest.
"Mm..." Su Wan involuntarily let out a soft sound, as if an invisible current rushed through her body. Suddenly, she felt a tingling sensation all over, restless and hot.
The buttons of her nightgown were undone. When his warm lips covered the white expanse of her chest, Su Wan's body trembled violently as she realized how exposed she was to him. Her face turned crimson, as if it could bleed.
Fu Weiheng continued kissing but had already reached beneath her. Following the curve of her beautiful figure downward, he suddenly stopped and raised his head to speak in a hoarse voice, "Guan Guan, is it okay?"
His raspy tone was laced with desire, deep and enticing.
Su Wan shyly nodded.
She was willing—
"But..."
When he received her nod of consent, Fu Weiheng was overwhelmed with joy and hardly paid attention to what she was about to say. His fingers slid downwards; when they touched her through the fabric of her bottoms, the unexpectedly soft and heavy sensation made him pause and look up.
Feeling his movement freeze, Su Wan was so embarrassed she wanted to find a hole to hide in. The blanket had already slipped aside, leaving her no choice but to cover her eyes with her hand and mumble—
"But... I got my period..."
Fu Weiheng endured the unbearable pain and swelling in his lower abdomen, feeling as if he had been struck by lightning. Before he could gather his thoughts, she added, "It was just now when I was taking a shower..."
Fu Weiheng: "........................"
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Fu Weiheng had been in the bathroom for quite a while, and Su Wan was lying on the bed, nearly falling asleep while watching the time.
Just as she was about to drift off into a dream, the bathroom door creaked open, and Mr. Fu emerged, exuding a fresh scent of shower gel. Clearly, he had taken another shower after finishing up.
Su Wan immediately woke up, staring at him for a long time. When he lifted the blanket, she asked, "Are you done?"
Thinking back, she realized that was a silly question; if he hadn't finished, how could he come out?
Fu Weiheng shot her a blank look without saying anything and reached for the light switch. Just then, Su Wan quietly said from the side, "Actually, I can help you..."
With a snap, the only wall lamp was turned off by him. Su Wan was startled and almost bit her tongue.
What was she even saying!
He crawled under the covers and pulled her into his arms, gently kissing her forehead while warning her, "Next time, I won't let you off so easily."
Su Wan's face turned red; she naturally understood what he meant. She nestled her face against his chest and closed her eyes, preparing to sleep. Suddenly remembering something, she looked up at him and asked, "By the way, you still haven't told me what you were laughing about just now."
Having had some drinks and after being teased earlier, Fu Weiheng felt somewhat tired. He pressed her head back into his embrace and said in a weary voice, "Do you remember I told you about meeting a kind-hearted person years ago?"
Su Wan nodded: "You said he played 'Amazing Grace' on your violin."
"Yes..." he replied. "That person was your father."
Su Wan's eyes widened in shock as she looked up at him but found her head firmly pressed down by his hand. She could only murmur, "No... it can't be that coincidental. Besides, I didn't even know my dad could play the violin..."
He shifted slightly to find a comfortable position: "The first time I saw your father's photo at the cemetery, I thought he looked familiar but couldn't recall who he was until you showed me that picture of him when he was young... I can't be mistaken; when I met your father, he looked just like in that photo. His warm smile is something I'll never forget."
"As for seeing him play the violin..." Fu Weiheng nudged her gently, chuckling lightly, "It should be a privilege unique to me as your son-in-law."
Su Wan: "..."
For a long time, he remained silent. Just when Su Wan thought he had fallen asleep, a deep and resonant voice echoed above her, gradually filling the room—
"Guan Guan, your father is a very good man."
He brought you into this world;
He brought you by my side.
The next day, the last day of the New Year's Day holiday, Sumerian had to lie in bed due to the first day of her period, silently shedding tears as she endured menstrual cramps...
QAQ
Fu Weiheng went out for a morning run and returned with breakfast and a bag of items. He first went to the kitchen to put the breakfast in the warmer, then pulled out a heating pad from the assortment of things he bought at the convenience store and took a few steps into the bedroom.
Su Wan lay flat on the bed, pale and staring blankly at the ceiling, completely still. Her expression was clearly...
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Seeing her frown involuntarily again, Fu Weiheng felt an overwhelming sense of pity. He opened the packaging of the heating pad, gently lifted the blanket, and placed it on her lower abdomen, saying, "Put this on; it will feel better."
Su Wan nodded: "...Okay."
He found a spot to place it and then asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"
She replied weakly: "...No need; it will be fine tomorrow."
Fu Weiheng furrowed his brow slightly and couldn't help but ask, "How much does it hurt?"
Su Wan slowly turned her eyes to glance at him and said, "You can imagine the pain of having a hundred people take turns kicking you in the balls..."
Fu Weiheng: ".........................."
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After the New Year's Day holiday, Fu Weijin's family returned, and Su Wan planned to move back to the dormitory. Fu Weiheng was unwilling; his face had been dark for a long time, and he coldly glared at her, saying, "You've stayed here already, and you still want to leave? Do you think you can just come and go as you please?" He then walked over, snatched her suitcase that she hadn't had time to pack away yet, and said in a deep voice, "Suitcase confiscated!"
Su Wan: "………………"
Feeling helpless, she ended up staying for two more days since she was on her period anyway; what could Mr. Fu do about it?
Perhaps because the New Year was approaching, Endless's affairs suddenly became much busier than before. Fu Weiheng started traveling everywhere for business meetings, busy to the point that he couldn't even find time to attend band practice. As a result, over the course of half a month, aside from daily phone calls and video chats on WeChat, they had seen each other in person no more than three times.
So, on the second day of Mr. Fu's business trip, Su Wan grandly moved back to the dormitory empty-handed because that suitcase... had really been confiscated by someone.
During this seemingly busy time for everyone, something... joyful happened in Dorm 216?
Here's how it went.
Not long after the postgraduate entrance exam was over, Yao Ye suddenly found herself with free time. Usually, aside from practicing her pipe, she would watch dramas. With Xu Chengyang busy with competitions and Su Wan busy with work, she felt completely bored in the dormitory and didn't want to go home so early. So, on a whim, she found a part-time job at a milk tea shop outside the university town.
The milk tea shop owner must have been in urgent need of staff; upon seeing Yao Ye come in for an interview, he hired her on the spot without hesitation and handed her a uniform to start working immediately.
The job came so suddenly that Yao Ye hadn't even had time to tell the other two in Dorm 216 before the owner hurriedly pulled her in for training.
After a morning of training, Yao Ye had nearly mastered making milk tea; aside from not being very quick with her movements, she managed to meet the taste standards.
Soon enough, she welcomed her first order as a part-timer. The cashier was another part-timer who took orders at the front while Yao Ye prepared them at the back.
At that moment, while Yao Ye was making milk tea for a customer in front of her, she suddenly heard a familiar voice ringing out behind her—bright and clear—
"Hey handsome! I’d like a cup of bubble tea with ice!"
Yao Ye shook the hand holding the milk tea, about to turn around and call someone, when a sharp, familiar male voice said, "Xu Chengyang, what do you want ice for in the middle of winter? Do you not want your stomach or your brain?" He raised his hand and lightly slapped the back of Xu Chengyang's head, then turned to the Cashier with a serious expression and said, "One cup of hot milk tea with less sugar."
Xu Chengyang covered her head and glared at him angrily: "Hey, Yang Erjin, we've only been together for a few days and you're already being abusive. Do you believe I can break up with you anytime?"
Yang Erjin glanced at her expressionlessly, then took out his wallet and asked the Cashier, "How much?"
Cashier: "10 yuan."
Xu Chengyang: "…………"
Frustrated, Xu Chengyang snatched his wallet away and raised her chin with a defiant look: "Beg me and I'll give it back to you."
Yang Erjin waved his hand dismissively: "Take it, consider it a gift from Dad."
Xu Chengyang: "……………………"
WTF!
Feeling irritated, Xu was about to make a move to tease him when she heard a "thud" as a cup of milk tea landed on the counter in front of her: "Miss, hot milk tea with less sugar!"
That clear, abrupt, and unique voice was one that Xu Chengyang had heard for nearly four years; it was all too familiar. She trembled as she held Yang Erjin's wallet and raised her gaze: "...Ah... Yao."
Yang Erjin turned his head as well, surprised, and smiled awkwardly: "What a coincidence..."
Yao Ye stood with her hands on her hips, silently holding the cup of hot milk tea, smiling meaningfully.
The Cashier, watching the three in this tense standoff, suddenly brightened with realization: What’s going on? Is someone caught between two boats?
(Later that night, messages appeared in dormitory 216's WeChat group, the 2013 Orchestral Department group, and various friend circles—)
[Yao Ye's son: Everything is in the ID (smile)]
Reply as follows——
Is Yao Ye, Not Yao Ye: 23333, you have your day too, good son.
Swan: Hmm, quite pleasing to the eye.
Yao Ye's son replies to Swan: Su Wan! You are not human!
Mendeljin: Should [smile]
Yao Ye's son replies to Mendeljin: Get lost!
Pagnana: Good son
Wangzai Little Radish: Good son
Old Class Leader: Good son
Yao Ye's son: Everyone get the hell out!!!
……
On the subway, Su Wan looked at the chaotic group messages and comments on social media, then typed a message in the dorm group: What happened?
Yao Ye replied instantly: Xu Hansan is starting to be ruthless again.
Xu Chengyang: Get lost.
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