PFC Chapter 1395 Emotional Difficulty Controlling
Chapter 1395 Emotional Difficulty Controlling
"How could such a healthy person die?" Seventeen gently touched Kou Quan's face and then let his hands fall down.
Kou Quan didn't know what she was sighing about. He paused, took the hair dryer and started to blow her hair. After her hair was done, they went out.
"The food is a little cold..."
"It's still hot." Seventeen said softly and sat down. Seeing her relaxed brows, Kou Quan happily handed her a spoon and said, "There's not much food at home. Let's just make do with this today. I'll buy more tomorrow, okay?"
Seventeen chewed his meal, paused, and looked up, "I need a glass of water."
Kou Quan stood up immediately and said, "I'll be right there."
Serving her was as joyful as finding a treasure. He placed the warm water in front of Seventeen and sat back down beside her.
"Qiqi..."
Seventeen turned to look at him, and Kou Quan's hand gently covered the back of her hand. "Tell me, I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"Yeah." Seventeen buried her head in eating. Kou Quan looked at her profile, the clothes he prepared for her, her soft long hair, and her white neck.
Everything about her was so familiar. Kou Quan approached her gently, smelling the faint scent of shower gel on her body, and smiled a little intoxicatedly.
"It's really my Kiki who's back." Kou Quan said softly, placing his palm on her, gently holding her waist, and moving closer and closer.
Seventeen put down her chopsticks and pushed his forehead with her palm, "Don't you want to eat?"
"Yes, I want to eat you even more." Kou Quan teased.
Seventeen was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned to look at him. Kou Quan fell silent, withdrew his hand, and sat down seriously. "I won't bother you anymore."
This seemed more like a way to save himself. She was probably still trying to decide whether he was her older brother or her husband, so it always felt strange for him to speak to her in this tone. He understood everything she was thinking.
In fact, things were much better now than she had imagined. She didn't reject him, she didn't even push him away. Maybe God helped him, letting him meet her at that time. If they changed the place or the time, it would be hard to say.
She must have been still dazed after following him home. She didn't say a word and just kept staring at him stupidly.
Yes, she must have been shocked. She must have thought that he was still in Korea and had not returned yet. She must have never thought that he would appear in Kyoto.
she……
The door opened, but no one outside could come in for a long time.
Seventeen suddenly looked at Kou Quan in surprise, his eyes filled with questioning and inexplicable anger.
Kou Quan explained with a smile, "It's my dad." Knowing that she was overthinking, he got up and quickly opened the door.
He actually forgot about his father and was completely focused on Seventeen. He forgot that his father was not at home and that the door of his father's room was open. He clearly saw it but did not react.
I suddenly felt a little guilty. Could it be that my father had gone shopping? He didn't know how to get to the supermarket. The mall was so big, it would be easy for an old man to get lost.
Kou Quan opened the door and saw his father standing at the door, waving the box in his hand at him.
"Quan'er, I went to buy food for you. Eat it while it's hot. There are both meat and vegetables. I was afraid that you would have eaten it all if I came back late, so I didn't go far and bought it nearby." Kou Yuancheng said happily.
The reason for my happiness was very simple. I felt that I was not a useless person and that I could finally do something for my son.
Kou Quan frowned slightly, reached out to take the bag, and regardless of his father's happy face, he immediately scolded him.
"Don't go out at night in the future. You don't even know the way out of the community, and you go out to buy things so late at night. I won't starve to death even if I don't eat this meal!" After bringing the food into the house, Kou Quan couldn't help but add a few more words: "You don't know anyone, and you have a big mouth but don't know how to ask people. If something happens to you outside, I..."
My father has been timid since his release from prison, even the loud voices of children scare him. Someone who never goes downstairs on their own, running out to buy him food in the middle of the night, isn't that just deliberately making him worry? He should just stay in the house, why is he trying so hard?
"I..." The old father hesitated at the door. "I asked someone and found the way out. The mall is too big, and I have to cook after buying groceries, so I..."
The old man hesitated and blamed himself like a child who had made a mistake. Looking at his son's angry expression, he wanted to explain but was afraid of making his son angrier, so he could only remain silent after a few words.
"Don't go out to buy it in the future. If I really need you so much at night, I will go out. You go and rest." Kou Quan lowered his voice a few degrees, realizing that he was wrong, but towards his father, this temper...
Kou Quan himself was helpless. The old man had been in there for decades, suffering from various ailments. He wasn't particularly healthy, didn't know his way around, and rarely spoke. He didn't dare look people in the eye, fearing they would look at him strangely. The long period of oppression he endured also made him afraid to look people in the eye. Under such circumstances, how could Kou Quan not be worried?
No matter how nicely you talk to the old man, he is stubborn and insists on proving the value of his existence with his actions. If he doesn't do what his sons do, will they despise him?
Kou Quan would yell at his father loudly, just wanting the old man to know that your safety is more important than anything else. If it really comes to that, he will do it himself, and there is no need for his old father to show off.
Kou Yuancheng changed his shoes, walked through the entrance hall and headed towards the living room. He paused and turned back to say, "I bought it right outside the door. It's not far away actually. I don't know if it suits you. If not, there are other options over there. I can talk to the boss about exchanging it..."
"Okay, Dad, go and have a rest!" Kou Quan's voice became louder again. What do you want to change?
He went through so much trouble in the middle of the night. Is this how his son enslaves his father?
Seventeen came out of the dining room. The dining room was separated from the living room. The dining room was connected to the kitchen, which was open. The reason this space was separated from the living room was to block the smoke.
Seventeen stood at the door and watched the hunchbacked old man slowly walk into the living room. He had his back to her and walked towards the sofa, just standing there without turning around.
Seventeen turned to look at Kou Quan, with clear reproach in his eyes. How could he speak to an old man in such a tone? Besides, that was his father.
"Would you like to eat some of the food my dad brought back?" Kou Quan turned his head to meet Seventeen's gaze, moved his lips, lowered his voice and asked softly.
Seventeen nodded, "Okay."
When Kou Yuancheng heard the voice, he quickly turned around and saw a young woman standing at the door of the dining room. Kou Yuancheng had met Seventeen's mother before. This girl looked a bit like her mother, especially her big eyes.
"Miss Zhuang..."
"Good evening, uncle. Thank you for buying dinner yourself." Seventeen said softly.
Kou Quan calmed down and walked towards Seventeen. Seventeen avoided his hand and walked back to the dining room to sit down. Kou Quan opened the box and said, "It seems to be the set meal from that Hong Kong-style tea restaurant. If you don't like it..."