From Feng City to Beijing, taking the high-speed train is quite a long trip.
They set out in the morning and didn’t arrive until it was almost ti for dinner. They had to eat lunch on the train.
Prepared als on trains are never too delectable, but they were lucky to have Jing Qiao.
The backpack that Song Boyuan had been carrying earlier was filled with al boxes, all prepared by Jing Qiao.
"Wow, omurice! I love Auntie," Zhao Xiaole exclaid with joy upon seeing the cartoon lunchbox filled with tomato sauce-adorned omurice.
If Su Lu didn’t feel that she should maintain so decorum, she would have wanted to shout out her love for Xiao Qiao too.
Because... this girl was so virtuous she even made braised dishes for the lunchboxes! Braised dishes, oh, braised dishes!
It was simply delightful. Su Lu was very tired and fell asleep quickly after eating.
Children are always excited on a train, so they were bugging their aunt to play with them, which really just ant walking around in the carriage.
Bo Jingshen and Song Boyuan weren’t sleepy, so they chatted casually about business matters.
Su Lu slept through this backdrop of conversation for a long while.
Until Zhao Xiaole could no longer resist and quietly climbed onto her, laying on top of her and hugging her.
Su Lu smiled without opening her eyes.
Holding Su Lu, Zhao Xiaole’s voice was soft and sweet as he drew out the word, "Mommy—"
"My sweet baby," Su Lu also hugged her son tighter, "Tired from playing?"
"Tired," said Zhao Xiaole, "Why are you always sleeping?"
"I’m tired."
"What did you do?"
"I..." Su Lu finally opened her eyes and glanced sideways with irritation.
She saw the teasing smile on the man’s face beside her.
Su Lu said, "Ask Ah Shen and he’ll tell you."
Zhao Xiaole turned his head to look at Bo Jingshen.
Bo Jingshen reached out and scooped him up, "I’ll hold him, don’t tire out Su Xiaolu."
Zhao Xiaole still looked at him eagerly, waiting for an answer.
Bo Jingshen then leaned in and whispered sothing into his ear. Su Lu didn’t know precisely what was said, but she saw father and son giggling together, and then Zhao Xiaole stopped probing further.
Tired, it didn’t take long for Zhao Xiaole to fall asleep on Bo Jingshen’s chest.
Bo Jingshen, holding his son, also closed his eyes to rest for a while.
Jing Qiao had been playing with Zhao Xiaole and was also a bit tired, quickly falling asleep as well. When Su Lu looked over, she saw Song Boyuan take a blanket from his bag, shake it out gently, and carefully cover Jing Qiao with it.
Yet he himself appeared to be not the slightest bit sleepy, taking a laptop out of his bag, opening it, clicking through docunts, and swiftly imrsing himself in work.
Su Lu felt that Song Boyuan had it pretty tough too.
His life seed to consist only of work, and Jing Qiao.
Nothing else.
He seed to have no hobbies at all.
A relentless working machine.
Su Lu thought about it, initially planning to take out her tablet to do so illustrations but then feeling too lazy, she just gazed out at the rapidly retreating scenery outside the window and casually browsed on her phone.
That’s when she saw a ssage from Shen Xun.
The ssage was quite simple.
X: "What ti are you arriving? I’ll co to pick you up."
Su Lu had just seen the ssage and quickly texted back the arrival ti.
After a while, Shen Xun replied.
X: "That’s a pretty long ti. Flying would be so much faster."
deer: "Bo Jingshen has a fear of flying."
X: "You’re really thoughtful towards him."
Although the exchange was all through text ssages, Su Lu could almost feel her brother’s thick jealousy seeping through the screen.
deer: "I care about you too, you know."
X: "Then tell , how do you have my interests at heart?"
deer: "Believe it or not, I ca back to Beijing for you."
X: "Oh, I don’t believe that."
X: "Don’t tell you plan on not bringing Xiao Le back for kindergarten?"
deer: "Sumr vacation isn’t over yet."
X: "Alright, I have a eting to attend. Once it’s over, I’ll co get you."
Su Lu didn’t text back. She thought about it for a mont and then opened Su Zhe’s chat, thought again, and closed it.
Then she fell asleep again and by the ti she woke up, they were almost in Beijing.
Zhao Xiaole was still fast asleep, snoring as he lay in Bo Jingshen’s arms - he probably wouldn’t wake up even once they got off the train.
Su Lu whispered to Bo Jingshen, "We’re almost there. I’ll carry the stuff, you just hold him. Let him sleep a bit longer."
Bo Jingshen nodded, then thought for a mont and whispered, "Let Xiao Song carry it."
Xiao Song was right there, reaching for their luggage on the rack when he heard Bo Jingshen’s words.
Xiao Song’s movents paused for a second, then he conveniently took their luggage down and shouldered it for them.
Stepping out of the station exit, they saw Shen Xun waiting. He must have co straight from the office after his eting, dressed in a crisp suit.
But he looked like he lost weight. Not exactly haggard, but thinner for sure.
Seeing them co out, Shen Xun smiled and waved to Su Lu.
Bo Jingshen was actually a bit nervous upon seeing Shen Xun. Although this uncle seed to have accepted him, he still felt so tension.
Su Zhe was one thing, but Shen Xun had actually gotten physical with him.
Shen Xun’s gaze lightly swept past Bo Jingshen, seemingly not paying him much attention, and quickly rested on Zhao Xiaole, whom he was holding, then reached out his hand.
Bo Jingshen let him smoothly take Zhao Xiaole from his arms and then watched helplessly as his uncle used his beard stubble to cruelly wake up his son.
Bo Jingshen: "..." What the hell, that’s crazy!
But Zhao Xiaole wasn’t angry. Though slightly unhappy at being rudely awakened, as soon as he saw it was Shen Xun, he was instantly overjoyed, "Uncle! Uncle, I missed you so much!"
Then he planted kisses all over Shen Xun’s cheeks.
Su Lu watched her son and couldn’t help but think, sotis she really found her child amazing. How did he manage to make every elder in the family love him so?
After a while, she just went with the flow.
After all, if the child could even charm Song Boyuan, was there really anyone in the world he couldn’t handle?
Just as Su Lu was thinking this, Shen Xun’s remark reminded her. Shen Xun said, "Why did you suddenly co back? You couldn’t be planning to return for the old man’s birthday, could you? He really isn’t looking forward to seeing you."
Su Lu thought, oh right, there was soone Zhao Xiaole couldn’t win over - the old-fashioned patriarch of the Shen family.
"It’s not out of the question," Su Lu laughed and looked at Shen Xun, "Isn’t he always disapproving because I had a child before marriage and he looks down on Xiao Le’s unclear origins?"
Speaking, Su Lu patted Bo Jingshen’s shoulder, "Here, today I’ve brought the story of Xiao Le’s origins with ."
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