After I was pregnant with a cub, I was spoiled by the rich and powerful [Cross Book]

Wei Ming waited for a long time, but did not receive a reply.

He was a little anxious.

When Yan Ting was abroad, he called and emphasized that he must come to him immediately when he returns home.

But Yan Ting not only didn't do that, he didn't even tell him when he returned home.

This big guy simply doesn't take his illness seriously.

In the office, Wei Ming paced around anxiously for a few times, but still didn't get a reply, so he simply dialed the phone.

The phone beeped, and he was hung up before he could feed him.

As a doctor, Wei Ming usually patiently persuades patients who do not obey the doctor's orders.

But this time the situation is different, half a month has passed since the follow-up visit, and Yan Ting has not taken the initiative to come to him, nor has he been called to the door.

Mental illness cannot be delayed at all.

If you are not careful, it is easy to cause irreversible consequences.

After the phone was hung up, Wei Ming persistently dialed several times in a row, and was not connected until the fifth time.

Yan Ting's deep voice came through the sound of electric current.

Almost in the first second, Wei Ming could hear the exhaustion and the fact that the other party was speaking with his voice pressed down on purpose.

"Where are you?" he asked.

The first thought in his mind was that Yan Ting was having a meeting at the company.But when I think about it carefully, I feel that something is wrong. When did you work so hard and work so hard?

The company's affairs will be busy, so there is no time to find him for a follow-up consultation?

Not right, very wrong.

Wei Ming had a bold guess.

Yan Ting didn't say it clearly, but said perfunctorily, "I'm out of town."

Along with his lowered voice, Wei Ming also heard the sound of rain.

But now, there is no rain in City C.

When Wei Ming was browsing Weibo a week ago, he accidentally saw someone using Lin Yuan's photo as his profile picture. He was very excited at the time, thinking he would meet a friend while surfing the Internet.

In the end, after sending the private message, it turned out that the recipient was not Lin Yuan himself, but a little girl who was still in high school.

The little girl was very excited, not only praised him for his vision and how to appreciate her new male god, but also shared the link of Lin Yuan's live broadcast room.

By accident, Wei Ming happened to know where Lin Yuan was now.

He opened the weather software and searched for the place name.

Sure enough, it was raining there.

Yan Ting was obviously deliberately concealing his whereabouts, Wei Ming directly exposed him, "You still dare to go to Lin Yuan, are you not afraid of accidents?"

If it was yesterday, Yan Ting would not hesitate to affirm that nothing would happen.

But now, he can't control himself.

Yan Ting's long silence made the playful smile on Wei Ming's face gradually freeze, and his tone became serious, "Don't scare me, nothing really happened, right?"

"not yet."

Wei Ming breathed a sigh of relief, but his tense nerves did not relax.

For Yan Ting to become so depressed, the situation must be very difficult.

Wei Ming didn't ask him what happened, even if he asked, he couldn't get an answer, and said: "I must come back tomorrow, otherwise I will go to you directly."

After a long silence, Wei Ming heard a faint hum.

Ask again, the phone has been hung up.

The torrential rain finally stopped, and the sky cleared after the rain.

The distant mountains set up a rainbow, gorgeous and colorful.

When it rained, Lin Yuan slept soundly.After the rain stopped, he woke up instead.

The light in the bedroom was too dim, and he sat on the bed, hugging the corner of the quilt for a long time, unable to figure out whether it was dark in the morning or dark in the evening.

The windows were closed tightly, not a ray of cold air leaked in.

A corner of the curtain was slightly opened, revealing a little light.

Lin Yuan rubbed his eyes, glanced over there, and saw an unlit cigarette, lying alone on the floor, no one cares about it.

In this house, there is only one person who smokes.

But now that person is not in the bedroom.

Lin Yuan put on his shoes and dragged over, only to find that the seemingly complete cigarette had broken into several pieces.

It was half empty inside, and the tobacco was gone.

It looks a little weird.It also seems to be used to pass the time and play around when you are bored.

Every day during the afternoon nap, Lin Yuan sleeps for a relatively long time.

From two o'clock at noon, I can sleep until five o'clock in the afternoon.

He also woke up half an hour early today, it's only 04:30.

After Lin Yuan peed in the bathroom, when he passed by the mirror, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of something wrong with his clothes.

The belly part was wrinkled badly, as if it had been scratched by fingers.

After looking at it twice, he patted his clothes without thinking too much, thinking that he must have been crumpled because he slept dishonestly.

After eating and sleeping enough, it's time to talk to Yan Ting about the brat.

Stretching the head is also a slash, and shrinking the head is also a slash, it is better to make it clear earlier and get things done sooner.

But after Lin Yuan went downstairs, he looked around all the houses, but he didn't see Yan Ting.

The only noise was the small kitchen next to it.

Lin Yuan was wearing fluffy slippers, holding the hems of the overly long pajamas with both hands, and trotted over the ponded water in the yard.

But in the kitchen, only Grandma Li was burning firewood. In the narrow and simple space, I looked from the beginning to the end at a glance, and there was no second person.

"Come in, it's warm outside, don't catch a cold." Grandma Li waved to Lin Yuan, who was in a daze at the door. Seeing him turning his head around looking for someone, even though she couldn't bear it, she still said, "Xiaoyan has something urgent at home, so go back to the city." Go, come back tomorrow."

"Oh." Lin Yuan nodded.

I didn't say hello when I went back, and I didn't really want to know.

Hearing that Yan Ting would come back tomorrow, Lin Yuan was not very disappointed.

I hope that tomorrow will come quickly, but I also want time to pass slowly.

Give Yan Ting more time to think about whether to accept the cub in his belly.

If you accept it, you will go home with him.

If not, say goodbye.

Sleeping too much in the afternoon, it was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and Lin Yuan was still lying in bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

He planned to use Weibo to pass the time, and to sleep by the way.

But tonight's hot topics on Weibo are very boring and do not attract any interest.

After Lin Yuan hugged the quilt several times, he opened the chat page with Yan Ting while holding the phone.

The last piece of news, stuck a month and a half ago, was a written explanation of him and Yan Ting asking for leave to go to the company to discuss the termination of the contract.

Further down, there is a blank space.

After he ran away with the small suitcase, he never sent a message to Yan Ting again.

And Yan Ting never contacted him, the two of them acted as if the other didn't exist.

Lin Yuan thought, he must be reserved, and he must not take the initiative to contact the surname Yan.

The easier it is to get something, the easier it is to throw it away.

He has to hold on!

After 5 minutes, Lin Yuan sent out an emoji: [Little pig peeking at jpg.]

1 minutes passed...

2 minutes passed...

There is no reply.

Lin Yuan thought, he couldn't bear it just now, and he must hold it back this time!

After 30 seconds, he sent out a bunny emoticon package again, with long ears flickering, [Cover face and shy jpg.]

Still no reply.

There were only three things, Lin Yuan decided to try one last time.

The emoji this time is simple and rude: [Dog head smiles] (with words: grinning on the mouth, mmp in the heart)

Still no one cares.

Forget it, I'm afraid that the surnamed Yan has already fallen asleep, so he won't care about this poor pregnant woman who has insomnia late at night.

I don't really want to chat with him either.

Lin Yuan stuffed his mobile phone under the pillow, muttering in his mouth, he will never send messages to Yan Ting again, whoever sends is a dog.

Half a minute later, the phone dinged, and he quickly opened his eyes.

Yan Ting: [Why haven't you slept so late?I'm not here, baby can't sleep? 】

Lin Yuan was cursing, who is your baby.

I'm your Brother Yuan: [Wang! 】

Yan Ting: [? 】

I'm your brother Yuan: [Don't worry about it, just learn how to bark like a dog when you're bored. 】

After nearly a minute, Yan Ting continued to reply: 【Why are you still not asleep? 】

Lin Yuan lay sprawled on the bed, panting like a salted fish, and there was a drum in his heart, beating.

I'm done, I actually wanted to tell the surname Yan, I think you can't sleep.

Ah... so out of control.

Shouldn't, shouldn't.

I'm your brother Yuan: [I didn't miss you either, I just thought about the big bed in the bedroom of your villa. 】

This hint should be obvious enough, right?

It is indeed obvious that if Yan Ting can't hear it, then he is not far from mental retardation.

Soon, he replied: [Then I will pick you up tomorrow, okay? 】

I'm your Brother Yuan: [Not good! 】

The other party is typing...

Lin Yuan rushed ahead of Yan Ting, and quickly said: 【Not tomorrow morning, let's do it in the afternoon. 】

Yan Ting: [Okay, go to sleep. 】

I'm your brother Yuan: [Okay, I love you. 】

"Hey, what are you doing sitting up? Lie down!" In the room illuminated by incandescent lights, Wei Ming was startled by Yan Ting and growled, holding a long and thin silver needle in his hand. Neither is Zha.

Yan Ting ignored him, tapping on the phone with her fingertips.

"Me too..." Before the word "love you" was typed out, the screen displayed:

It's you, Brother Yuan, who has withdrawn a message.

Lin Yuan didn't know if the old man saw it, but buried his chin in the bed, pretended to be indifferent with red ears, and sent another message.

I'm your Brother Yuan: [Sleep. 】

I'm your Brother Yuan: [Don't go back, I'll hit you again. 】

Very cold.

Yan Ting had no choice but to silently delete the words "I love you too".

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

The whole city was gradually shrouded in black.

In the city, Wei Ming's apartment was brightly lit.

Yan Ting lay on the bed in the guest bedroom with his eyes closed, waiting for Wei Ming to treat him.

Wei Ming hesitated for a long time, threw the silver needle bag in his hand aside, and retreated, "I won't stab you anymore, I'm afraid I'll stab you to death."

Looking at the silver needle that was longer than his finger, he stretched out his foot and kicked it away, "If something happens to you, Lin Yuan won't bother me? Even though he is young, he is fierce."

That's right, his little A Yuan is very fierce. He not only dares to beat people, but also dares to tease him, and runs away after teasing him.

"We still use the safest treatment method, take your time, and you can always be cured." Wei Ming picked up the silver needle bag on the ground and threw it into the trash can.

This is a folk remedy he read in a book. It is a kind of neurotherapy that can make people forget a certain memory by giving a needle to the head.

Forget it, if you get fooled, you can't afford it.

"I don't have time." Yan Ting sat on the edge of the bed with his knees bent, his dark eyes reflected the light, but they were still deep and gloomy.

Wei Ming was shocked, "Are you terminally ill?"

Yan Ting suddenly hooked his lips into a smile, like spring breeze melting snow, his words revealed excitement and pride, "I'm going to be a father."

"Ah?" Wei Ming took two steps back, extremely shocked, "You, you, what did you do abroad without telling Lin Yuan?"

Lin Xiaoyuan was also deceived too badly.

What if the boss suddenly becomes a scumbag?Should I resign?

In just one minute, Wei Ming had already decided to go to Weibo to find a big V blogger to contribute.

The coldness between Yan Ting's brows was covered by warmth, and his tone of voice was exceptionally gentle, "Yuan Yuan is pregnant."

"Oh, it's Yuanyuan..." Wei Ming nodded, wondering where this Yuanyuan came from, whether it was Zhao Yuan, Li Yuan, or Lin...Lin Yuan! ?

"Lin Yuan is pregnant?" Wei Ming growled in surprise, not even knowing what he said.

"En." Yan Ting nodded slightly, with a wider smile on his face.

But Wei Ming couldn't laugh at all, and there was an expression on his face that was uglier than crying.

Lin Yuan is pregnant, Yan Ting will definitely want that child.So, it is really imminent to cure psychological barriers.

The two moved from the guest bedroom to the treatment room set up by Wei Ming at home.

Yan Ting was sitting on a cold chair, Wei Ming's voice that seemed to come from ancient times could be heard next to his ears, "Tell me, what happened when you were ten years old?"

There were cries, shouts, and blood that couldn't be washed away.