After the innocent single-soldier king was picked up by the drama queen

But Qin Chaomu had never been so clear-headed and ignored his words, and he didn't even show any mental fluctuations.

He didn't know how he walked into the ward.

His eyes fell on the paper-like face on the hospital bed for a long time, and then moved downwards, looking at her belly that was covered with a quilt but still appeared to be very flat.

The facial features and contours seemed to have turned into sculptures.

Pregnant.

It's an indescribable feeling. I just feel that my palms are heating and vibrating.

Some bizarre memories also appeared in my mind, which were very vague, even fleeting, but extremely real.

That New Year's Eve in country H.

The endless field of hyacinths in winter.

She carefully coaxed him and asked him if it was okay to be his lover. She cried and raised the ring in front of him to comfort him.

The first time she scolded him for not making good bedding, the first time she called him Qin Xiaoguai, the first time she promised that she would make it public with him when the matter was over.

He should be very happy, looking forward to it, and longing for it.

The blocked memory loosened slightly, and was blocked at the last moment every time.

But he saw it.

He saw a lot, saw her playing around, saw her coldness, saw how much he loved her, saw how humble he was.

Perhaps Qin Hanmo's hatred was forced on her, and he even hated her for deceiving him with her identity in the end.

That kind of humble love has no real substance.

Can't escape, can't hold on tightly.

Guishou also calmed down. The only sound in the quiet ward at this moment was the ticking sound of instruments. Finally, he said in a low and hoarse voice, "The child, is... is it yours?"

The man's eyelashes fluttered, and finally he replied indifferently: "Yes."

"When did you..." Guishou simply didn't know how to express it.

Finally, he closed his eyes, twitched the corners of his lips, and fearlessly uttered a few words, "It's up to her whether she wants to keep this child or not. You can't interfere, and you have no right to interfere."

"And," she breathed out, and added, "I hope you will pretend not to know for the time being."

The long and well-jointed fingers opened the door, and the ghost hand heard his cold laughter, as if he was in a daze, "My child does not allow others to comment. It is not for others to interfere with her whether she wants it or not, no one." "

The last three words are particularly deep and deep.

No one paid attention to the faintly pulsing veins on his forehead, as if staying there for a second longer would cause something terrible to happen.

The door opened and closed, and silence soon returned.

Qin Chaomu locked the door of the VIP room next door.

He covered his head but was unusually alert, but before he had even taken two steps he was still unsteady on his feet. What he saw in front of him was the tilting and collapsing world. After walking a few steps, he bumped into a black leather sofa, and then a tall and straight figure. Slowly lean down.

Kneeling on the dark carpet in expensive black trousers.

Like a trapped animal, his breath was constantly being deprived and his throat was blocked.

"Don't come out!" He gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead popped out, and his handsome face was now distorted like a tortured demon.

[Let me out - you don’t know how to comfort her at all, you don’t know what she needs, let me out -]

He gritted his teeth, sweat dropped drop by drop, and veins popped up on his neck, and he spoke with difficulty, "That's my child... I saw... my memory..." "I am you, I am Qin Xiaoguai …”

He vented his extremely pent-up emotions and ripped open a few buttons of his black shirt, but even so, it did not relieve the overwhelming feeling of oppression in his brain.

[Let me out—you fucking Qin Chaomu, let me out—]

……

As soon as Gu Chu opened the door, a tall and straight figure stood in front of the door.

Two buttons of the man's black shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a little skin on his collarbone. His short black hair was all wet with sweat. His gentle face was very pale at the moment, and his usually cold eyes still had a hint of sternness that had just retreated. .

Guishou stood in the ward with a report sheet and other things in his hand. When he saw the man coming in, he immediately found an excuse and walked out.

Qin Chaomu's eyes fell on Gu Chu's face, and her left hand was still pressing the intravenous needle puncture on the back of her right hand.

Gu Chu raised his head slightly and asked him in a calm and easy voice, "What's wrong with you?"

After waiting for a while and seeing that he didn't speak, she spoke again, "Let him."

The man stared at her with deep eyes, his Adam's apple rolling, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "Where are you going?"

"Go back." She smiled, "It's so late, why don't you go back and stay in the hospital overnight?"

"...The doctor said that he should be observed here overnight."

The voice was hoarse and slow, not quite like his usual gentle and deep style, or his recent aloof and precious style. It was filled with a sense of decadence and trance.

Gu Chu smiled and said, "I'll stay here all night. Da Sima will come over tomorrow." He looked behind him and motioned for him to get out of the way.

Qin Chaomu moved his lips but made no sound.

His dark pupils were extremely deep, and his gaze passed from her belly to her face. He didn't have time to say anything, or he hadn't thought about what to say yet, but that person spoke first.

"I'm pregnant, I know." When she said this, she was still very easy-going, as if it was no big deal.

The man's gaze seemed to be fixed on her face. She had never faced him with such an expression since he came to the island.

Not even in the memory of the derivative body.

She stood there quietly, with a quiet smile on her fair face. Behind her were the unique bright lights of Dongyu Island at night, but she seemed to be standing outside the bustling city, with a cold and gentle look on her face.

"Why are you looking at me like this? It's hard for you to hide this for a while, and I will take care of it."

"Handle it..." He chewed on her words, his dark eyes staring at her face for a moment, his voice hoarse, "How do you want to deal with it?"

She pulled her lips and smiled, Liang Bo mockingly said, "Is this your responsibility? Master Baihu can just follow my orders."

"You want to...take him away?"

"Shouldn't it be like this?"

The man's fingers hanging on the seam of his trousers clenched little by little, and his handsome face was as dark as the deep sea, so deep and shallow that it was difficult to see the emotions in his eyes, "Shouldn't you tell the child's father? Stay. ...or not, he has the right to know his existence."

The last sentence is particularly dry.

"The father of the child?" The smile on her face faded, "Who do you mean? You? Have I slept with you?"

Qin Chaomu stared at her bright facial features but extremely pale face, her eyes extremely dark.

It seemed that this was not the first time he had faced her ruthlessness, but he was still a little caught off guard.

Quietly, he spoke, "It's not me, but it's me too. The child belongs to you and the other me. My body is also mine."