“Brother.” Fanny volunteered a shout.
“Still getting used to living alone? If you regret it now, I can pick you up now and take you to Uncle Mo’s house.” On the other end of the phone, Fanfan’s indifferent voice came out.
At first glance, it really sounded like he was taunting Fanny.
After all, she was seventeen years old, not seven, so how could she not even know basic life skills.
But Fanny knew that he was not mocking her.
Growing up, with Fan Yu as her daughter’s control, plus Fan Fan as her sister’s control, Fanny was, in the Fan family, the typical little bully.
King and bully!
Whatever she wanted, whatever she wanted to eat, whatever she wanted to drink, she hardly had to do it herself.
Van will take care of her.
Over time, she seemed to get used to him taking care of her.
In fact, when Fanny was very, very young, she knew that Fanfan was not her real brother.
It was Van who told her this herself.
It was the Chinese New Year, when all the houses were lit up, and outside the doors of every house, there were couplets and coloured lights.
Standing in the courtyard at night, one could look up and see the sky full of fireworks in all their splendour.
She was still a little one, sitting on the grass in the courtyard, leaning on his arms, not watching the fireworks, but complaining to him about whether she didn’t love her anymore as her father had only kissed her mother, not her little cheeks, when he went out in the morning.
Van was indulgent and kept quiet listening to her muttering.
How long she had been talking, she could not remember, except that when she looked up, she saw his blank and lost face.
Dark, heavy eyes, like good-looking obsidian, stared at her for a moment.
Seeing her frozen, he even reached out and touched her head, telling her seriously, “Daddy won’t stop loving you, and neither will Mummy.”
“Mummy and Daddy love brother too!” She thought then that Van’s loss was because she felt that mummy and daddy loved her more than they loved him, so she spoke up extraordinarily well.
Who knew that when Van heard her words, he just lowered his eyes and responded softly, “Mm, I know.”
She didn’t like seeing her brother unhappy, and was just trying to coax him when Fanfan suddenly asked, “If I wasn’t your real brother, would you still be like you are now and like your brother?”
“Yes!” She answered then without thinking.
At that time, she was still confused about the difference between her “real brother” and her “older brother”, and she thought in her heart that her brother loved her so much, so of course she liked him.
The next morning, in order to understand, she went to her mother to ask her if she would leave them if her brother was not her real brother, and she couldn’t let him go.
After she asked that question, she clearly saw her mother’s face change.
And then, there was the sight of her brother who came out of the room and froze behind them ……
From that moment on, she understood that she had been blessed in her last life to have such a good brother in this one.
To say the least, she really did look like a child raised by her brother.
“I just got out of the shower and was about to bathe the dogs.” Fanny said as if nothing was wrong as she stared at the five dogs in front of her.
It sounded as if she had taken good care of herself.
“You helped the dogs with their baths? Do you need help?” Van’s tone, with a touch of incredulity.
When Fanny heard his concerned words, she almost tensed up, and suddenly remembered Zhong Ruishu, who was waiting for him at the hospital.
He had a girlfriend to look after now, and she had to learn to look after herself.
“No, I’ll go ahead and get busy.”
Fanny hung up the phone in some haste and looked up to meet five pairs of dog eyes full of distrust when she heard she was going to help with the shower ……
