"You are so mean. I can't count on you. I can only count on my son to take care of me." Ferne took a sigh.
Noah went out for a long time this time. Ferne had cursed Noah three times in the room before Noah came in again. Noah had taken a shower with his hair half dry.
"Why did you take a shower in the middle of the day? Did it rain outside?" Ferne asked as he looked out the window.
"Shut up," Noah said as he climbed onto the bed.
Ferne glanced at him and realized the reason. Ferne shut up, but the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Noah." After a long time of silence, Ferne couldn't help speaking.
"What?"
"Don't you have anything to say to me?" asked Ferne.
Noah did not speak.
"Forget it." Ferne closed his mouth and fell asleep before long.
Noah wrapped his arms around Ferne and then slowly closed his eyes.
Noah was transported to his childhood.
He had a simple and happy childhood like others.