Breaking up, No Joke

That night, both Bai Yu lying on the hospital bed and Song Shilin on the plane suffered from insomnia. The former was struggling with whether he should continue with his decision, while the latter was thinking about what to do to make the former truly give his heart to himself.

Bai Yu was not afraid to cut another wound in his stomach, he was just afraid that many things would not be in his control after he left.

Song Shilin knew that if Bai Yu really let go of the things of the past, or if Bai Yu gave him trust, then he would not make this decision behind his back—whether it was to hide the child in his stomach, or to want to make a decision. Knock out the child's behavior.

Mumumumumu the next day, when Han Ziyu appeared in the ward with an incubator, what he saw was Bai Yu with two big dark circles under his eyes, and he was shocked: "You did it last night. The thief has gone."

Bai Yu was listless, drooping his head and unable to lift his spirits, and said lazily: "I couldn't sleep last night, alas, I actually dreamed of a replica of a small watermelon acting like a baby with me, damn it, I don't want to fight anymore .”

Han Ziyu's eyes lit up, and while opening the lid of the heat preservation box, he couldn't help but say, "That's a good thing, so don't beat me. Although it hasn't formed yet, it's still a life."

Bai Yu flatly refused: "One little watermelon bores me to death, another one will exhaust me to death."

Han Ziyu suddenly had nothing to do with him, thinking that Xiaobai from his own family was easy to talk to, gentle and gentle, not as difficult to deal with as Bai Yu.

I don't know how Song Shilin subdued this monster in the first place.

Bai Yu's nose twitched and said, "Is this chicken soup for you? Why is Xiaobai cooking chicken soup for me? Doesn't he bother you?"

When he was pregnant with little watermelon, Xiaobai, who was very warm to him, boiled a cup of chicken soup for him every day. Although the chicken soup tasted good, it would make him tired if he ate too much!

Han Ziyu looked at Bai Yu like an old father looking at a heartless son, and he said, "You can be content, you will always only drink the first bowl of chicken soup, and all I drink is the leftovers from you. "

Bo Yu was comforted, pointed to the side cabinet and said: "Then you put the chicken soup here, I'll drink it later."

Han Ziyu shook his head, took out a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Bai Yu, and said, "I guess you didn't have breakfast, so what I cook for you are hand-rolled noodles in chicken soup, eat quickly, if you don't eat noodles, you will die."

Bai Yu brought the thermos box over, and used chopsticks to rummage through the chicken soup. When he saw that there were actually noodles in it, he wrinkled his face and said reluctantly, "I don't like hand-rolled noodles."

Han Ziyu looked at him expressionlessly.

Bai Yu succumbed to Han Ziyu's gaze, picked up the noodles honestly, obediently ate all the noodles, and said while drinking chicken soup, "Hurry up and go to work, I can do it here."

Han Ziyu was like an old woman, while packing up the thermos box, he said in a long-winded manner: "After eating, you have to walk outside twice. Accumulating food is not good for your health, did you hear me?"

Bai Yu didn't want to say such disappointing words, so he changed the subject: "When is the surgery you arranged for me?"

Han Ziyu's expression froze for a moment, and then he said nonchalantly, "I have two surgeries today, which have been scheduled for a long time, and there is no way to cancel them. I will come to you when I am done."

Bai Yu had no doubts, nodded and said, "Okay."

Han Ziyu ran away as if fleeing.

Bai Yu sat on the bed blankly in a daze.

After a while, he stood up and walked to the window, continuing to be in a daze.

After Han Ziyu left the ward, he took out his mobile phone to call Song Shilin, but found that the other party's mobile phone was turned off, thinking that he should still be on the plane, so he didn't continue to call, but sent a text message.

Han Ziyu: VIP Ward No. [-], you came to find him after you got off the plane, I'm already ashamed to see him.

After sending the text message, Han Ziyu went to the operating room to prepare for the operation. He did have two surgeries today, but they were not his. It was performed by the surgical director of the hospital, but the director asked for leave due to family affairs.

Their hospital is a private hospital, which is specially opened for the rich in Hwaseong. Therefore, the service and doctor's level of their hospital are first-class, and they are afraid of accidentally offending the patients who come to the hospital for treatment.

Those who come are all people who are either rich or noble, and they can't afford to offend them.

So Han Ziyu had no choice but to go into battle himself.

Soon after Han Ziyu left, Bai Yu felt that this place was quite boring, thinking that after Han Ziyu's two surgeries, it would probably be afternoon.

So, Bai Yu changed out of the hospital clothes, put on his own clothes, and walked outside slowly.

As soon as Bai Yu walked out of the hospital gate, he saw a pregnant mother with a big belly picking up balls on the lawn not far away, and beside her was a two-year-old boy sitting on a children's chair.

Bai Yu walked over quickly, picked up the ball and handed it to the pregnant mother, saying, "Since you are inconvenient, why don't you stay indoors."

The pregnant mother didn't recognize Bai Yu, she smiled slightly, her face was full of maternal love, and said softly: "I can't help it, the nurse suggested that I take more walks before giving birth."

The little boy in the child seat looked at Bai Yu curiously, his round eyes turned straight.

Bai Yu squatted down and looked at the little boy: "Hi, what's your name."

The little boy looked like a tiger, "My name is Bao Bao, and my younger brother is called Bei Bei."

After Bai Yu looked around, he continued to ask: "Where is your brother, can you introduce him to me?"

The baby smiled and pointed at the pregnant mother's big belly, and said proudly: "This is my Beibei, my younger brother. You can say hello to him."

Bai Yu gently pinched the baby's face, stood up, and said to the pregnant mother: "If you are inconvenient, please find a nurse to accompany you around, and we will talk next time."

The pregnant mother smiled and nodded, accepting Bai Yu's kindness.

After finishing speaking, Bai Yu waved his hands to the baby, and strode towards the entrance of the hospital.

When he left, he had a slight smile on his face, and his steps were brisk, as if he had lifted some heavy burden.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Shilin hurried to the Han family's hospital with Little Watermelon. When he came to the vip room No. [-], he opened the door, only to find that there was no one in the room.

The two nurses at the nurse station hurriedly said, "You are Mr. Song, Mr. Bai, he went out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet."

They were told something by Han Ziyu before.

Song Shilin's face was sullen, and the gloom and anger on his face could almost turn into a physical body to attack people.

Three minutes later, Han Ziyu hurried over and said, "Is Bai Yu not here?"

Song Shilin nodded and said, "Did he say where he's going?"

Han Ziyu shook his head, he has been in the operating room since morning, so he has no time to take care of Bai Yu.

Song Shilin glanced in the direction of the ward and said, "Call me when he comes back, and I'll take him home first."

After sitting on the plane for a long time, the little watermelon is listless.

Han Ziyu nodded, and then watched Song Shilin stride away from here.

On the way back, Little Watermelon slept in Song Shilin's arms the whole time, with saliva still hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he slept in a dark sleep.

It was already 03:30 when I got home.

Song Shilin walked to the door, opened the door with a key, and walked into the room with the little watermelon in his arms.

Uncle Yan was cleaning the dining table, and when he saw this, he said, "Master, the porridge with preserved egg and lean meat in the pot is almost ready. Should I bring it upstairs, or eat it in the living room?"

Song Shilin heard something was wrong and said, "Bai Yu is back?"

Uncle Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, pointed upstairs and said: "Master Bai came back this morning, but he stayed upstairs and didn't come down. He called me on the internal line just now and said that he was hungry and asked me to help cook some preserved eggs. Meat porridge."

Song Shilin nodded to show that he understood. He first carried the sleeping watermelon back to his room, tucked in the quilt, and then walked to the door of his bedroom.

Putting one hand on the handle, Song Shilin fell into a rare silence.

In fact, when he really saw Bai Yu, he didn't know what to say.

Persuade him?

It was Bai Yu who gave birth, so what qualifications does he have to persuade him?

After hesitating for a while, Song Shilin finally opened the door.

Bai Yu was holding a candied haws in his mouth, sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a piece of paper and a calculator in his hands, with his head down, not knowing what he was doing.

Hearing the noise at the door, Bai Yu raised his head, was obviously taken aback when he saw Song Shilin, and said, "Why are you back?"

Song Shilin stood there looking at him, not moving.

Bai Yu came to his senses and said angrily, "Did Han Ziyu tip you off again?"

Song Shilin still looked at him quietly, with an indescribable sadness on his expression.

Seeing Song Shilin's description of resentful husband, Bai Yu suddenly laughed, ate a candied haws, and put the rest on a plate in the bedside cabinet.

There were three uneaten candied haws and five bare sticks on the plate, and it was obvious that Bai Yu had eaten them.

Song Shilin said coldly: "Eating so much is not afraid of sour teeth."

Bai Yu waved his hands with a smile, and said vaguely: "Guo Lai." There was still a candied haws in his mouth that he hadn't bitten open.

Song Shilin walked over with a cold face, looking down at Bai Yu.

Bai Yu stretched out his hand, dragged Song Shilin to the bed, sat down on the man's lower abdomen, pressed his hand lightly on his chest, and said, "Don't move around, you are responsible for the accident."

Hearing this, Song Shilin didn't dare to struggle for an instant.

He thought that what Bai Yu said was that he was afraid of getting angry, but what Song Shilin was afraid of was accidentally hurting Bai Yu.

Bai Yu bent down and lay on Song Shilin's body, mouth to mouth meeting Song Shilin's mouth. Under the man's unbelievable eyes, he did something very annoying.

Bai Yu turned over and sat beside him, looked at the frowning of the man, and said with a smile: "It's delicious, I just ate a lot."

Song Shilin opened the candied haws that Bai Yu transferred to him, chewed them quickly, feeling the sweet and sour taste in his mouth, and the frown on his face could almost kill a fly.

"What are you messing around with?" Song Shilin suppressed his anger.

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