Chapter 588: Story Five 1. Childhood Fun, Three or Two Episodes (Mr. Fu and Qinglan)

August, when osmanthus fragranced the air, a young boy darted through the Military District, his face alight with a broad smile, still shouting as he ran, "Fu Hengyi, Fu Hengyi."

He ran straight to a house and pounded on the gate, "Fu Hengyi, are you there?"

A teenage face appeared at a second-floor window and yelled down at the noisy boy below, "Shen Junyu, my ears aren’t deaf."

Shen Junyu looked up at the boy by the window, "Fu Hengyi, let me tell you, hahaha, I’m going to have a little sister soon. My mom is going to have a baby girl."

Fu Hengyi stared blankly at Shen Junyu. Shen Junyu laughed, "Really, really, my dad took my mom to the hospital early this morning. My mom just told me herself. I’m going to have a little sister soon. Do you want to come and see her with me?"

Fu Hengyi’s mouth twitched, and he let out a cold snort, abruptly shutting the window. Humph, what’s so great about having a sister? Darkness flickered through his jealous eyes.

Shen Junyu stared at the closed window, dazed and unable to react, and yelled a few times, "Fu Hengyi."

Not long after, the big gate opened, revealing a tall young figure, his handsome face expressionless, "Didn’t you say you have a sister now? Take me to see her."

Shen Junyu beamed, "Okay, okay."

The two small figures dashed toward the Shen Family home and had just stepped through the door when Shen Junyu shouted, "Mom and dad, I’m home."

Fu Hengyi followed and Shen Qian, seeing the two boys arrive together, chuckled, "Come in, Hengyi, you’re here too."

"Uncle Shen."

"Dad, where’s mom? Hengyi is here to see my sister." Shen Junyu’s youthful face was filled with excitement. Shen Qian laughed, "Your mom is resting upstairs."

Shen Junyu grabbed Fu Hengyi’s hand, "Come on, let’s go upstairs."

Fu Hengyi was dragged away before he could even speak to Shen Qian.

"Mom, how long before my sister can come out?" Shen Juny and Fu Hengyi stood in front of Chu Yunrong, staring at her belly.

Chu Yunrong patted her stomach and smiled gently, "It’s still early, she’ll be here next June."

Shen Junyu’s face fell, "Ah, that long?" Disappointment covered the young boy’s face as he sighed deeply and then dragged Fu Hengyi away, "It’ll take that long to see my sister, let’s go play ball instead."

The two young boys quickly forgot about it and had fun playing in the yard.

However, from that day on, Fu Hengyi frequently visited the Shen Family, and every time he saw Chu Yunrong, he greeted her belly.

As winter turned to spring, Chu Yunrong was already five months pregnant, her belly fully rounded, looking like it held a large balloon. After school, Fu Hengyi came to the Shen Family with Shen Junyu.

He stared at Chu Yunrong’s large belly, curiosity on his face, "Aunt Rong, did my sister grow a bit more today?"

Chu Yunrong was the picture of gentleness. "Yeah, Hengyi, would you like to touch your sister?"

Fu Hengyi’s face showed longing. "Can I?"

"Of course, you can," said Chu Yunrong affectionately.

Fu Hengyi carefully placed his hand on Chu Yunrong’s stomach, his brow slightly furrowed. Suddenly, he gasped in shock. Chu Yunrong was slightly stunned. "What’s wrong?"

"She... she moved, Aunt Rong, my sister just kicked me." He stared at his hand, speaking in a daze while Chu Yunrong, upon hearing this, burst out laughing. "It seems your sister likes you a lot. Jun Yu has never been treated like this. She never moves when he’s around, but today she moved the moment you came."

Just then, Shen Junyu, having just come from the kitchen, heard this and gasped. "Did sister move?" He rushed over and placed his hand on Chu Yunrong’s stomach. After a long while, he frowned. "Why did she stop moving?" He muttered under his breath, "Sister, I’m your brother, it’s your brother here, can you say hello to me?"

Chu Yunrong’s stomach remained still, and Shen Junyu felt disappointed, casting an envious glance at Fu Hengyi. "Why doesn’t my sister greet me but greets you instead?"

"It’s because your sister likes me more," said Fu Hengyi, with a slightly upturned corner of his mouth, a hint of pride in his demeanor.

Shen Junyu stared resentfully at Chu Yunrong’s stomach, whimpering, "She’s clearly my sister, why doesn’t she like me?" Whimpering, "If I had known, I wouldn’t have told Fu Hengyi that I have a sister."

On the morning of June 1, Chu Yunrong and Shen Qian were planning to take Shen Junyu and Fu Hengyi out for fun and a meal, but on the way, Chu Yunrong’s expression suddenly changed. Grasping the clothes of the person next to her, she said, "Aqian, I think I’m going into labor."

With those words, the three faces in the car turned pale. Shen Qian turned back to Shen Junyu and Fu Hengyi and said, "Jun Yu, Hengyi, hold tight."

The two young boys gripped the handrails firmly as the car darted out like an arrow, rushing to the nearest hospital.

**

"Dad, why is sister so ugly? She’s all red and wrinkly." Shen Junyu looked disdainfully at the baby in the cradle. No sooner had he spoken than he received a slap on the back of his head. "You weren’t even as good-looking as your sister when you were born. All newborns look like this; she’ll be prettier soon."

Fu Hengyi stood next to Shen Junyu, looking curiously at the little girl sleeping with her eyes closed. So this is my sister?

Since Qinglan was born, Fu Hengyi had acquired a new daily task: buying fun things for the sister who, at this point, did nothing but eat and sleep and didn’t even recognize anyone yet.

"Fu Hengyi, sometimes I feel like you’re more like a big brother than me," said Shen Junyu, leaning over his sister’s bed, tilting his head as he watched Fu Hengyi entertaining his sister with a wave drum. Qinglan was now six months old, fair and delicate, extremely lovable.

The little girl, opening her large, round eyes, followed the movement of the wave drum in Fu Hengyi’s hand with her head, lips parted and little chubby hands stretched out, drooling. Fu Hengyi tenderly wiped it away with his thumb, "I’m naturally older than you guys; I am the big brother."

The little girl grabbed the finger by her mouth, giggling, her large eyes curving into crescents. Shen Junyu reached out, lightly prodding his sister’s face, only to receive a sharp slap on the back of his hand.

"Ouch, Hengyi, why did you hit me?"

Fu Hengyi hummed softly, lifting his hand to touch the little girl’s face, right where Shen Junyu had prodded. Shen Junyu pouted and grunted.

When Qinglan began to speak, her first word was "brother." At that moment, Fu Hengyi was sitting beside her, listening to her unclear utterance of "brother," and suddenly his eyes welled up. He held the little girl in his arms, and a gentle kiss fell on her face, filled with sincere emotion and joy.