Wang Yincheng didn't come to pick him up, and Dousha showed his temper by keeping silent. No matter what Liu Heng told him, he didn't say anything. He sat on the back seat, looked out the window and ignored Liu Heng.

Seeing that Dousha didn't speak, Liu Heng also stopped speaking, and drove home.

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Liu Heng unlocked the main door, Dousha pushed it open and slipped in. He took off his shoes and walked on the floor with bare feet. He jumped on the couch and looked at Liu Heng. He stared silently and pursed his lips in protest.

Liu Heng changed his shoes and came in, placed the small schoolbag down and took off his watch, and carried the little boy up to the second floor.

Dousha kept kicking his legs in the air, thinking that Liu Heng was about to spank him. He struggled hard with his legs but still stayed silent. Carrying the child was akin to pulling ten stubborn cows.

Liu Heng carried Dousha to the door of the guest room on the second floor, put him down, and pointed Dousha to the door of the guest room: "Go in and see."

Dousha frowned: "No, what is there to see in the storage room?"

"It's not a storage room!" Liu Heng said while reaching out to turn the handle and push the door open.

Dousha turned his head to look and saw that the room where lots of junk had been stored was now cleaned, and all the other miscellaneous things in it were also gone.

Liu Heng carried Dousha into the room. The room was neat and bright. The south-facing balcony had floor-to-ceiling windows. The room looked very spacious, and it's inside was very clean. Because of the junk, the room used to look very compact but now even with a big bed the room looked empty.

Dousha looked around with his eyes wide, and finally turned his head to look at Liu Heng, "Does anyone want to live in our house?" He paused and something flashed in his mind, "That person is coming to live!?" Dousha was frightened! How could he forget that his father still had a boyfriend! ?

Dousha's expressions morphed rapidly. At first, he was puzzled, then he was curious, later he was surprised and at last he was angry. He looked at Liu Heng, clenched his small fist and emphasised every word, "Do. Not. Allow. Him. To. Live. In!"

Liu Heng looked at Dousha and thought he was like an angry little lion who knew that his territory was about to be violated. So, he bared his small fangs and exposed his sharp nails.

Liu Heng softly patted Dousha's head: "Who said it was him?"

Dousha: "It isn't?"

There was a recliner in the room. Liu Heng carried Dousha and sat on the recliner with the child on his lap. He looked down at his son and said, "No, we've already separated."

"Ah?" Dousha was surprised.

Liu Heng: "We are already separated. This room was not prepared for him, but for your Da Chengzi."

Dousha was stunned. Sitting on Liu Heng's thigh he craned his neck to look at him(LH). His eyes were wide. Slowly and gradually, his expression changed from that of surprise to one of excitement.

"Really? It is for Chengzi? Da Chengzi?" Dousha said as his voice became louder, and he wished to shout even louder. He started jumping and pulled Liu Heng's shirt in excitement: "It's Chengzi's! Chengzi's!"

Liu Heng was so enraptured seeing Dousha that he could not speak anymore. The expression of the child was so vivid, it was as though his usual expression of cold indifference was a mere illusion. His eyes were shining bright with excitement. Liu Heng had never seen Dousha so excited and his whole heart filled warmth and happiness.

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