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Moment of Heartfelt Connection: Tied by the Safety Rope
墨書 Inktalez
My sister asked me to pick up her kid, but who would have thought that the little rascal would drag me to the Fire Brigade?
He said he wanted to see the Firefighter Uncle.
Well, see the Firefighter Uncle.
I fixed my gaze on the man walking in front of us.
Oh my, that’s not just a Firefighter Uncle; that’s a walking embodiment of testosterone!
He was dressed in a blue firefighter uniform, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. His tanned skin complemented his handsome face, making him seem almost radiant.
I discreetly poked the little boy beside me and whispered, “Isn’t he handsome?”
The boy nodded vigorously and said in his sweet voice, “Handsome! Handsomer than Dad!”
I ruffled his hair, feeling quite pleased. “You have good taste!”
The man at the front seemed to have heard our conversation; he turned around and smiled at us.
He walked over, and I couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous.
He stopped in front of me, crouched down to pat the little boy’s head, and then gently asked, “Excuse me, are you this child’s mother?”
Huh?
What’s going on? This kid looks about three or four years old; I’m only twenty-three—how could I have a child this big?
I instinctively replied, “No.”
The smile on the man’s face faded. He nodded slightly and then stood up to walk aside.
For some reason, I felt a bit disappointed after he left.
The little boy looked up at me and asked, “Auntie, did I make you angry?”
I shook my head, patted his head, and reassured him, “No, no! Look over there; the Firefighter Uncle is training! Let’s watch him!”
The boy turned his attention to the man training not far away and nodded eagerly.
"Auntie, I want to be a firefighter too."
"Okay, okay."
I patted his head in agreement.
It wasn't until around four in the afternoon that the firefighters finished their training.
The man took off his jacket, revealing a white short-sleeved shirt underneath.
He walked over to us and pointed at the little boy, asking, "Are you the guardian of this child?"
"Yes," I nodded in response.
The man sighed, his tone somewhat helpless. "Young lady, you can't let the child run around alone next time."
I nodded and was about to say something when the man suddenly grabbed my hand.
"Young lady, you're hurt."
He pointed to my wrist and said, "This is my comrade's phone number. You can reach him through this number and have him take a look at it for you."
I stared at the phone number on the piece of paper, stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant.
"Your comrade's number?"
The man nodded.
I bit my lip and tentatively asked, "What about yours?"
He raised an eyebrow and countered, "What do you want it for?"
"Uh... I just wanted to thank you."
The man looked at me meaningfully and smiled slightly.
Then he tore off a piece of paper and wrote down a string of numbers.
He slipped a note into my hand and said casually,
"My phone number."
I was stunned for a moment before I realized what had happened.
I quickly snatched the note, afraid he might change his mind.
"Thank you!"
I looked up at the man and asked, "By the way, what's your name?"
"Fang Bo."
When I got home, I opened my phone and discovered that Fang Bo had accepted my friend request.
When I saw the message from Fang Bo, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Want to chat?"
I stared at the words on the screen, grinning from ear to ear.
"What should we talk about?"
Fang Bo replied instantly: "Anything."
Oh my…
This guy is just too charming!
After chatting with Fang Bo all night, I couldn't wait to tell my sister about it the next day.
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