Stealing the moonlight into my arms

Chapter 152 Peeping

The car stopped in the Fu family yard.

The time to pick up the children had passed, and Wen Lan had already taken Xu Luo back.

When Fu Runing and Xiao Jingting got out of the car together, Wen Lan looked at them with a strange look.

But out of consideration for her daughter's kindness, she didn't say anything, just made a few polite remarks.

Xiao Jingting was also very conscious and just moved the gifts that the old lady at home had asked him to bring from the car into the house.

After doing these things, he didn't find an excuse to stay, but just went to say hello to Fu Zhangnan and then prepared to leave.

When he came here, he drove Fu Runing's car, and now no one knows how he will leave.

Of course, Fu Runing was not happy to ask him.

As long as there is no car accident.

But who could have softened her heart? She called out to Xiao Jingting: "Be careful on the road."

Xiao Jingting's eyes darkened slightly, and he said, "Chu Yi is here to pick me up."

Xing Fu Runing nodded, "Then you can go."

Chu Yi came to pick him up. It seemed that he had skipped work for the whole afternoon and had to make up for it. He would probably be too busy to come to see her in the evening.

Xiao Jingting stood at the door and waited quietly.

Fu Runing stood under the balcony, looking at the tall, straight figure. The evening sun fell on him, giving his cold figure a touch of softness.

What the second uncle said was right. When he was still in their house a few years ago, everyone in this area knew that the Fu family had a very outstanding boy. His appearance was not inferior to her brother Fu Shaoheng, and his temperament was even more outstanding. With the halo of a top student, he was definitely the child of other people's family.

Fu Runing couldn't figure out the reason for herself for a moment, so she was still entangled with him.

Xu Luo appeared beside Fu Runing, holding an apple. He tugged at her sleeve. A look of joy appeared on her face as she said, "Mother Ningning, I saw the bunny apple in the refrigerator again."

Fu Runing lowered her head and gently stroked the child's head.

They all knew that this little rabbit apple was cut by Xiao Jingting.

Xu Luo blinked and asked her, "Mother Ningning, will Uncle Jingting come home tonight?"

When Fu Runing heard this, she quickly bent down and made a hushing gesture.

"Lolo, you can't tell grandpa and grandma that he came home tonight."

Damn it, it feels so guilty to let a child cover for her. Xu Luo is still a child, what does she know?

Xu Luo listened to Fu Runing very much and nodded obediently.

"Okay, I won't tell the grandpas and grandma."

Fu Runing praised: "Good baby."

Not long after, Chu Yi's car arrived and parked outside the Fu family villa.

Xiao Jingting didn't even look back to say goodbye to the big and small ones, and walked straight out of the Fu family's gate.

The car then disappeared from sight.

Fu Runing watched Xu Luo chewing on apple slices, so she picked up a slice as well. The apple had a rich aroma and was sweet.

She didn’t like eating apples before because eating a whole one would take up too much space in her stomach and she always felt uncomfortable in her cheeks from chewing on them.

My brother said she was just being pretentious, saying that she wouldn't eat a whole apple, but would eat one that had been peeled and cut into slices.

There are only two people who can satisfy her habit, one is her father and the other is Fu Zheng.

Fu Runing concealed her thoughts and asked the child beside her with a smile, "Lolo, do you like Uncle Jingting?"

Xu Luo nodded, "I like it."

"Why do you like him?"

Xu Luo thought for a moment and said, "He's like Doraemon, he can transform into many things."

Fu Runing smiled and sighed in her heart. Wasn't she also suffering from the same problem?

It's just that those feelings started too early, took root when she was arrogant and ignorant, and came to an abrupt end when she should have thrived.

In the following three years, she seemed to be forcing herself to act like an adult. When she had matured, adults had their own way of living and could no longer be so hypocritical as to think about feelings or no feelings.

Since then, no one has seriously examined those initial excitement.

However, Fu Runing found that when she was anxious and nervous, the name that came out of her mouth was still Fu Zheng's.

To be honest, she was scared when she called out Fu Zheng's name today, but she was dominated by other emotions at that time and had no time to think too much, and she was able to conceal it well.

But now, an inexplicable emotion surged up in her, making her feel a little at a loss.

Fu Runing held the girl's hand and walked home.

I feel like something is blocking my heart.

Because she peeked into a person's dull and heavy emotions.

As she walked into the house, Fu Runing suddenly stopped.

She said slowly, "Lolo, you should say what you like. Don't let our dislike affect your judgment, okay?"

"Our Luoluo is the best child and deserves the best love. If you like Uncle Jingting, then you like him. If you like him cutting little rabbit apples for you, then you like him."

Xu Luo might not understand much of what was said, but she could understand the simplest things.

She nodded and said obediently, "Then next time Uncle Jingting comes, I'll tell him that we both like the little bunny apples he peels."

Fu Runing thought to herself, there’s no need to take this child with her.

But I just talked about the truth with the child, how can I turn around and contradict myself?

……

It's night.

Fu Runing was spinning a pen in front of the computer out of boredom, and she rubbed her swollen temples.

The tablet was filled with a list of psychological illnesses she had listed.

Dissociative disorder, split personality, etc...

She looked at the notes in her notebook and fell into deep thought.

Dissociative disorder is a breakdown in memory, consciousness, and self-awareness. The patient's hidden personality will gradually break away from the control of the main personality, and more dark sides may be stimulated...

A large number of case analyses have shown that people with dissociative disorder have experienced severe psychological trauma and mental stress.

But before this, Fu Zheng looked no different from a normal person, except that his personality was a little dull and cold.

But that doesn't stop him from being a genius student and acting like a normal person.

So when did he suffer the psychological trauma?

Those ten years of wandering?

Fu Runing put down the pen and looked at the time. It was just past half past nine. His father should not be asleep yet.

……

Fu Runing knocked a few times on the door of Fu Zhangnan's room.

After getting permission, he walked into his father's room with a smile.

Fu Zhangnan's room is clean and tidy. Apart from the bed, most of the space is reserved for bookcases and a small work area. It is the room of a science and engineering man.

But the most conspicuous place on the bookshelf is always for storybooks, including children's storybooks and fairy tales for adults.

Fu Runing picked up a book at random, which was "The Little Prince".

Fu Zhangnan saw her flipping through the book as soon as she came in, so he turned on the bedroom light and brightened the overall lighting.

"Can't sleep?"

Fu Runing laughed and said, "What time is it? What young people these days go to bed at this hour? Is it because their phones aren't fun, or their games aren't fun, or their short videos aren't fun to watch?"

Fu Zhangnan didn't say anything, just looked at her lovingly and waited for her to speak herself.

As expected, Fu Runing just couldn't hide her thoughts.

She closed "The Little Prince" and sat a little closer to her father, then picked up a Peppa Pig pillow with a hair dryer on the desk and held it in her hands.

"Dad, do you remember what Fu Zheng was like before he came to our house?"

Fu Zhangnan didn't expect her to ask this, "Oh, why did you mention him?"

"Why not ask? I feel like Luo Luo's life story is somewhat similar to his. I want to gain some experience so I can avoid taking detours in Luo Luo's education in the future and keep her as healthy as possible both physically and mentally."

Fu Runing used Xu Luo as a shield again.

She apologized to her daughter in her heart, saying that she had to bear so much blame at such a young age.

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhangnan asked, "Do you think Jing Ting is unhealthy physically and mentally?"

Fu Runing was speechless and then began to deny three times in a row.

"I'm not, I didn't, I didn't say that."

Fu Zhangnan nodded, but there was a hint of meaning in his eyes.

Seeing her father's look, Fu Runing immediately explained, "Oh, I'm just curious. I want to know if children who have been abandoned will have psychological problems in the future."

Fu Zhangnan recalled for a long time, then said, "Lolo and A Zheng are different. Lao Xu treated Luo Luo very well, but he really couldn't take care of her anymore. He also arranged a way out for her in the last days of his life, so Luo Luo shouldn't be considered a child who lacks love."

"As for A Zheng..."

"He spent his teenage, adolescence and rebellious period alone. From the first time I saw him, I could tell he was having a really bad time. That is to say, he formed his own self-awareness in that environment, so he seemed much more mature than his peers.

At the beginning, he was not good at socializing. After returning from school, he locked himself in the room to continue studying, but I knew what he wanted. He wanted to quickly integrate himself into this new environment and reach the cognitive level of a normal person.

I often advised him that he didn't need to push himself so hard. A child who wasn't good at studying was also a good child. A child who enjoyed eating and didn't waste food was also a good child. A child who slept well and didn't kick off the quilt was also a good child. You don't have to use worldly excellence to confine yourself.

Fu Runing listened to her father's words and gave him a thumbs up: "Very good, I will educate my children in the same way in the future. If they can't study, they should eat more."

Fu Zhangnan continued, "It's just that A Zheng is fifteen years old, not four or five. His consciousness has already been formed. It's difficult for others to change him in the short term. We can't force him."

"Maybe at that time, he felt like a sudden visitor in our world, a world that made him feel out of place. His cognition needed to change, which meant he needed to break his inherent cognition and reshape it. This was really very demanding.

But later, I could see that he was really getting better day by day, but his starting point was different. Even though the speed of change was already a leap forward for him, to us, it seemed that there was still no change.

He is still quiet and aloof."

When Fu Zhangnan said this, he paused and looked at his daughter with a smile in his eyes.

"But Ningning, he was the first person in the family to eat the stir-fried potatoes with ginger that your brother made, and he even said it was delicious."

This is also a very distant memory, but the memory of the shredded potatoes and shredded ginger is so deep that Fu Runing remembered it all at once.

Fu Runing laughed and said, "I was shocked at the time. Was he having a loss of taste, smell, or some kind of pica?"

At that time, I don’t know what was wrong with my brother, but he suddenly wanted to cook. However, the education of our family is that no matter what, the children should be encouraged, and their enthusiasm should not be discouraged in any way.

Everyone was prepared that the food would not taste good, so they picked out a plate of normal-looking shredded potatoes from the table full of strange-looking dishes.

As soon as he took a bite, everyone present was dumbfounded.

Except for Fu Zheng, everyone else spat out the shredded potatoes in their mouths.

The second uncle was even more ruthless and asked directly whether this kid wanted to kill his father.

It turned out that half of the plate of shredded potatoes was shredded ginger. The peeled ginger was cut into shreds of the same thickness. From the appearance, it really looked like shredded potatoes.

But only Fu Zheng ate the piece in his bowl without changing his expression and gave a very objective evaluation.

He said it was okay.

But under his brother's eager gaze, he changed his mind and said it was delicious.

At that time, Fu Runing just thought that he was sick.

But now that my father mentioned it...

Only then did she realize what it meant.

"Dad, do you mean that this is the change that Fu Zheng has made to move closer to us?"

Fu Zhangnan nodded. "He started to go against his own conscience and show kindness to the people he cared about. This was a very important change. It's a pity that you all thought he was honest and stupid at the time."

Fu Runing was stunned for a moment. Yes, his second uncle had said more than once that Fu Zheng couldn't utter a word even after three slaps. How could he be so stupid and honest?

Just as Dad said, the big changes for Fu Zheng are just insignificant in the eyes of ordinary people, and are even far below the baseline of normal people.

Fu Runing dragged her chin. "So later, after Maomao passed away, he made me a felt puppy out of Maomao's hair. That was his way of saying that I was someone he cared about."

He will satisfy the needs of whoever he cares about.

But before, Fu Runing was just like Xu Luo, who only thought that he knew everything, like Doraemon, and never thought about anything else.

Fu Zhangnan then continued, "When he was in college, he came back to cook for you. Do you really think he had nothing to do?"

"He cooks and then runs away. He's nowhere to be seen every day." Fu Runing said stubbornly, even trying to cover up something.

"You weren't a child by then. He had to avoid suspicion when a man and a woman lived together under the same roof."

Fu Runing curled her lips. She was in high school at that time. In fact, many people around her had started to fall in love early, but she was probably late in learning about this and had never thought much about it.

Many of the male classmates around her wrote love letters to her, but she ignored them and found them annoying.

She would even compare those people with Fu Zheng.

It seems that none of them is as good as Fu Zheng.

At that time, she thought that no matter what, she had to find someone who was better than Fu Zheng in every way before she could date him.

Who made Fu Zheng so cold every day and not like her, even though there were so many people who liked her?

Let him be ungrateful.

But she never thought at that time, why should she compare herself with Fu Zheng in everything?

……

After coming out of Fu Zhangnan's room, Fu Runing still had none of her doubts resolved.

Instead, it made her even more irritated.

She opened her door, her hand still on the doorknob, but her eyes caught a glimpse of something.

There used to be a vase on the cabinet outside her room, which always contained dried flowers.

At this moment, there are a few fresh lilies in the vase.

Fu Runing suddenly became alert and tried to peek at the scene in her room through the tiny crack in the door.