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Being a father figure at a young age is certainly not an easy thing. Jiang Cheng, 20 years old, on the fourth semester of a dental student, was required by his father to take care of little Wei Wuxian. His parents were got an accident, leaving a poor child who still needs love.
His father is busy with his job, his mother doesn't get along with children, and his sister on her old pregnant phase. So, Jiang Cheng, the grumpy youngest son of the Jiang Family will take care of Wei Wuxian.
The cheeky boy who once accidentally pull out his pants because of being chased by a dog at a family banquet two years ago. Made Jiang Cheng wondering how to uninstalled his life at the moment together with that brat.
Wei Wuxian sat gloomily in the car, he hugged his knees but didn't cry. "If you hate it, you don't have to take care of me. I can do it by myself."
Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes after heard the impossible plan out of Wei Wuxian's mouth. "I'm doing this for money, you know!" Then, he drove his car to his home.
#One
"Wei Wuxian! Get up quickly or you'll be late for school!"
"No!"
And the pillow fight action begins with a lot of flying feathers.
#Two
"You sure?" Jiang Cheng looked at Wei Wuxian's sparkling gaze to him.
A steady nod replied to Jiang Cheng's words. "I'm already tall!"
Then, Jiang Cheng let Wei Wuxian climbed the stepladder and change the lamp while he held the it from keep wobbling.
The sound of the kettle was loud, indicating boiling water. "Turn off the stove, I can go down myself."
"You ordering me?!"
"Oh, shut it! Just hurry up and turn it off!"
Again, Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes. Living almost a month with him has changed that boy's manner, huh?
Finally, Jiang Cheng relented and went to the kitchen to turn off the stove.
BANG!
See?
As he expected, that kid must have fallen.
"Something wrong?" Jiang Cheng asked pretending don't know anything.
"It hurts ...." Wei Wuxian whined, staring at his red knees. "It hits the table."
Jiang Cheng knelt closer to him then looked at the table. "Good evening, Mr. Table, you okay?"
And that day made Jiang Cheng have to give up a small part of his hair got yeeted.
#Three
Jiang Cheng pushed the grocery trolley slowly down in the food aisle. Sometimes he stopped to pick up what needed and mark it on the note.
"Wei Wuxian! Come here and stop picking the candy! That's too much, you brat!"
"Much? It's relative, Sir. I don't think it's been much."
#Four
The sound of the phone ringing. Wei Wuxian swiftly got up from the couch and pick it up.
"Hello?"
"Yea?"
"Is this Jiang Cheng's phone, right?
"Who's this?"
"Ah ... um, I, uhm ehehe, who are you?"
"Stop calling him. He's my daddy."
#Five
"Wei Wuxian! That dog's gone and stop pulling my pants, dammit!"
"Imma tell Uncle Fengmian you cursing to me!"
"Shut the freak up!"
#Six
"Why you so quiet?"
Oh come one, yesterday this kid was whining on the street, wanting him to make lotus root rib soup. Now, when it's cooked, looks like he's not interested at all.
"My teeth is hurt."
Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes for xxx times.
"You're a dentist. Do something for you patient."
"Brat, I haven't even graduated yet."
"Oh, you dropped out?"
"Let's have a fight."
"Yeah sure. Where? In my room?"
#Seven
"Why your clothes were torn like this?"
"I had a fight."
"Oh, you won, right?
#Eight
Deadpan Jiang Cheng stared at the pair of boys who were holding hands in front of him.
"Lan Zhan, I'll go home first, 'kay?"
"Mn, be careful."
The grown man's with violet orbs got rounded when he saw his Wei Wuxian being kissed.
"You perverted brat! You can't just kiss someone else's!"
"Heh!" Lan Zhan gave him a mocking look.
"Curse you!"
#Nine
"Ge ...."
"What."
"What is making love?"
Crack
"Wha—how do you know that?"
"Yesterday I accidentally read that word from Lan Zhan's comic."
"What kind of fucking coming is that?"
"Wow, chill bro. I don't know, but the drawing is like this." Wei Wuxian immediately practiced what he saw yesterday by sitting on Jiang Cheng's lower abdomen.
His face went red.
"I TOLD YOU DON'T GO NEAR HIM ANYMORE!"
#Ten
Wei Wuxian stared at Jiang Cheng who was washing the dishes.
"What?"
"There is an art class tomorrow."
"So?"
"I haven't collected the stuff yet."
"Since when was assigned?"
"..."
"Hello?"
"Promise me you won't get burnt."
"What? I can't promise it."
"..."
"Okay-okay, I promise."
"Last week."
"..."
"..."
"You smartass! How could you say right now when the class is fucking tomorrow. Well ... ugh! If you are given an assignment like that by your teacher you must tell me when you get home! You see the time right now. What time is it, huh? Do you think there's still open a shop to get your belongings?! I don't want to know, it's completely your fault! Don't ask me to do it. I'm fucking tired right now and—blablabla ...."
Wei Wuxian covered his ears. "Well, Lan Zhan will definitely want to share them with me."
And the next morning, all the items that Wei Wuxian needed were line up tidily on the table.
#Eleven
"Is Wen Qing your girlfriend?"
"Where's your manners, boy?" Wei Wuxian shrugged, doesn't care at all.
"I predict that tomorrow you will break up with her."
"What the fowk!"
#Twelve
While swinging his candy, Wei Wuxian ran towards Jiang Cheng's position where that grumpy old man was waiting for him. But he saw Jiang Cheng being surrounded by girls.
"You're so handsome."
"I know."
"You have a lover?"
"Yes."
"Hey, how about we go on a date now?"
"No."
"MY LOVELYYYYY DADDYYYYY !!!"
The crowd of girls immediately separated as soon as a boy pushed them with that creepy scream.
"Step aside, peasants! Jiang Wuxian is going through!"
#Thirteen
"Lan Zhan-Lan Zhan-Lan Zhan! Is that all you can have on your head? Who do you think I'm here for?!"
#Fourteen
"How many have you got?" Wei Wuxian asked while playing with the fishing rod.
"Seven."
"..."
"WEI WUXIAN! GIVE ME BACK MY FISH!"
#Fifteen
Jiang Cheng keeps cursing on his car along the way to his home. The time showed half-past one and he just got home since his seniors crammed all the organizational duties on him.
Damn senior!
After parking his car, then he banged the door to his minimalist house. However, remembering that there's a child was living with him, he closed the door slowly.
He looked at the kitchen light was on. He took a deep breath trying to get rid of emotions. That kid must have forgotten to turn off the light again, he's got irritated.
When he was about to turn off the light, he saw Wei Wuxian asleep and his face covered with both arms at the dining table. In front of him, there is a plate with rice, an omelet, and the burnt fried fish.
Jiang Cheng got a seat silently beside the boy. He took a spoon and put a spoonful into his mouth. All of the meal was already cold and the rice was a bit solid than usual. His right hand was scooping out a moutful while his left hand rubbed Wei Wuxian's head sometimes.
Jiang Cheng quickly finished his impromptu dinner and carried Wei Wuxian to his room.
When he wanted to take a shower, his neck was hugged tightly that he could barely breathe. He couldn't bear to push the boy so he finally would let it be. Then he fell asleep hugging Wei Wuxian, following him to the dreamland.
Yeah, let them be. I leave it to you for their next relationship.
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