He came with great glory

Chapter 8
Fu Ying sat on the ground and lay down on the coffee table to do her homework, while Fu Mingchuan patiently taught her from the sidelines.

Fu Ying is quite smart, she can understand some places just by clicking on them.

It's just that as she was writing, a sentence came from upstairs from time to time: "I'll take the BUFF!"

Or: "Brother Li Guang is fine, five kills and five kills."

Or: "Take a dragon, wave after wave."

"..." Fu Ying didn't know much about the game, so she had no idea what they were talking about.

Fu Mingchuan frowned: "Mama Wu, close the door of the upstairs room."

"What homework does Yingying not know?"

Fu Ying took out English: "There is still English."

……

After finishing his homework, Fu Mingchuan went to answer the phone.

Fu Ying packed her schoolbag and was about to go back to her room when she suddenly felt sick to her stomach. She ran to the bathroom only to find out that she was on her period.

The only woman in the family was Wu Ma, so Fu Ying had no choice but to ask for help shyly.

"Mama Wu, I seem to be on my period."

With a kind face, Mama Wu said with a smile, "Mama Wu prepared it for you. I put a lot in the bathroom of your room, and it's in the cabinet."

Fu Ying nodded, clutching her belly, her face turned pale: "Thank you Mama Wu."

At night, Fu Ying's stomach hurt unbearably, so she didn't go downstairs to eat.

At dinner, Fu Mingchuan saw that there was no little guy on the table, so he couldn't help asking.

Wu Ma nodded: "Well, I said my stomach is not feeling well, I boiled brown sugar water, and I will send it up later."

Fu Mingchuan understood.

Fu Mingchuan was still able to participate in the growth of the two sons, but Fu Ying, a girl, grew up, and it was difficult for him to intervene in some physical changes.

For example, some close-fitting clothes and some personal items were all bought by Wu Ma.

Before I knew it, my daughter had grown up.

"Save some food in the kitchen."

Wu Ma nodded: "Okay."
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This was her first menstruation, and the girls in the palace who were about her age had menstruation at the age of thirteen or twelve.

She was the only one who didn't respond. She didn't expect to come here now, and her stomach hurts.

Fu Ying drank the brown sugar water brought by Wu Ma and lay on the bed for a while, feeling better.

In the middle of the night, Fu Ying was hungry and was about to go downstairs to see if there was anything to eat in the kitchen.

As soon as he left the bedroom, he saw the tall figure standing at the end of the corridor, facing out the window, and the evening wind blew the silk pajamas on him.

Fu Ying moved her eyelashes, thinking: This, this is her savior...

How can I repay the grace of saving my life?
Probably also hearing her footsteps, the tall figure turned around.

Shen Liguang took a puff of cigarette, surrounded by smoke, and his expression also looked hazy.

For the first time, Fu Ying saw coldness and tenderness from a person, and it was reflected in a person without contradiction.

He held the cigarette butt in his hand and was staring at her.

There was a light in the corridor, shining on the little girl.

She looks very different.

Fu Ying blinked and looked at him, wanting to get closer to him, thinking so in her heart, and doing the same.

She approached slowly, and didn't stop until the lazy and sleepy face was in front of her eyes.

She suddenly became tense for no reason, and her chest bumped wildly.

The little mouth opened, but didn't know what to say.

She was a little annoyed, why did she come over.

Shen Liguang stared at the little friend who reached his heart, lowered his eyes, and extinguished the cigarette.

He didn't speak either, the corners of his lips were curled, as if he was waiting for Fu Ying to speak first.

He could see the little girl's embarrassment, she held her clothes tightly with her tender hands, and stood in front of him with her head down.

No one spoke between them, Fu Ying lowered her head slightly, and heard the sound of her heart beating wildly, so clearly in the silent night.

Shen Liguang waited for a while, not listening to what the little girl said, he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

His voice was very nice, but he couldn't speak clearly. Fu Ying always felt that every time he said a word to her, she couldn't help being happy.

"Brother isn't sleeping?"

"I'm addicted to cigarettes, smoking in the room, the smell is strong." Shen Liguang raised his hand to collect the cigarette ash, and the pajamas slipped down with the movement of raising his hand, completely exposing the injury on his arm.

The scalds one by one, so shocking.

Fu Ying raised her head and looked up at him.

He is very good-looking. If he didn't become a firefighter, Fu Ying felt that he could enter the entertainment circle.

With so many occupations, he chose to serve the people, such a high-risk industry as a firefighter.

This profession is really great.

"Is brother in pain?"

Shen Liguang was surprised for a moment before realizing that she was asking about his injury.

"It doesn't hurt,"

"Here..." Fu Ying took a small step towards him, raised her finger and pointed at his arm, "Is it the injury I got while fighting fires and people?"

They were all burns one by one, and the scars were ugly and even terrifying. Shen Liguang put down his sleeves for fear of scaring the little girl.

"No."

"Why did you get hurt?"

The little girl's voice was soft and waxy, she was looking up at him suspiciously.

Their eyes will meet and look at each other, and every time they are inadvertent, the little girl will dodge anxiously.

Shen Liguang didn't feel anything unusual, he paused, and found that the little girl was full of curiosity, and it was easy to ask the bottom line.

Probably because they are young. At their age, they will never pry into a person's heart, let alone allow people to pry into their own heart.

If someone else asked him tonight, Shen Liguang would not answer.

"It was the injury I got when I was rescued." Shen Liguang chuckled, "When I was rescued by the firefighters, I thought they were all heroes, so my brother also became a firefighter."

In order to prevent the little girl from asking again, Shen Liguang also answered the next question she wanted to ask.

"Brother...here you..."

In the palm of his hand is another piece of orange-flavored candy.

It was still taken out of the small pocket of the pajamas.

Shen Liguang secretly found this little act of hers funny, and also felt warm in his heart.

Whether she was comforting her unfortunate past, or she was hurt, no matter what it was, Shen Liguang felt that she was in a particularly good mood now.

"Thank you." Shen Liguang reached out and took the candy.

His fingers were cold, and when he touched Fu Ying's palm, Fu Ying couldn't help but stiffen.

Her palms were itchy.

"It's late, it's time to go to bed."

"it is good."

She is very good, not quiet.

When Shen Liguang entered the room, the girl kept looking at him.

He glanced back, and the little girl closed her eyes and looked away.

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　I changed the text a bit.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)