It turns out that I love you

Yang Yiqing will never know in his life that the day he accompanied Gong Xinuo was Gong Xinuo's birthday.

For many years, Maple Leaf bookmarks have been quietly sandwiched in the textbooks of architectural history. Looking at the cover, there is a row of beautiful pen characters printed: I love the truth, and I love my teacher even more.

Gong Xinuo stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass, the past flooded his mind, scenes emerged in his mind, and indelible memories entangled him like vines.

As night falls and the lights come on, there is a scene of prosperity, and the nightlife of the metropolis kicks off.

The lights in the bar were dim, and beautiful singing came from the corner.A man was sitting in front of the piano, with ten green fingers dancing on the keys, playing a tactful melody.

Sometimes romantic, sometimes sad singing echoed over the quiet bar.

The man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. The pale yellow light shone on his fair face, as if it had been coated with a thin layer of gold paper, making it even more radiant.

"You asked me how deeply I love you, how much I love you, my love is true, and my love is deep...a ​​light kiss has already touched my heart, and a deep love has taught me Thinking about it until now..."

After the song was sung, there was endless applause from the audience.

Gong Xinuo stood up, walked around the piano, and sat down at the corner of the bar.Xiaolong served him a glass of water as usual, and he did not forget to praise him: "I feel that you played very well today, and your singing is very emotional."

Gong Xinuo smiled slightly, picked up the water glass, and thanked: "Thank you."

The owner of the bar, Zhou Yingjun, sat down next to him and patted his shoulder: "Okay, your style is still the same as before. I thought you would be unfamiliar if you haven't sung for many years."

It was one of Gong Xinuo's work-study jobs during his university period to be stationed in the bar.

Zhou Yingjun, about 40 years old, is the owner of this bar.His main job is an investor in a freight company, and his side job is a bar manager.He opened the bar not to make money, but to provide a space for urban white-collar workers like him to fully release their petty bourgeois sentiments.

Zhou Yingjun has never been married, it is said that there are countless women around him, and scandals are flying everywhere.However, no one could calm him down.

Before Gong Xinuo could speak, Xiao Jing walked over with the violin on her back and greeted them: "Hi, it's so early today!"

"Hi, beauty!" Although Zhou Yingjun is the boss, he has no pretensions of being a boss. He always gets along with the employees and has no scruples about making jokes.

Gong Xinuo nodded and smiled at her as a greeting.

Xiao Jing is still a college student, majoring in violin, and coming to Zhou Yingjun's bar is also a work-study program.She didn't know Gong Xinuo's background, and thought that he was just like herself, just working for others to make money.

Gong Xinuo learned about her situation, and discussed with Zhou Yingjun in private to double her salary, and he would pay the other half.

Zhou Yingjun questioned his actions: "Do you have any thoughts about her?"

"If I had thought about her, I wouldn't help her like this." Gong Xinuo cleared his doubts.

After Gong Xinuo returned to China, if he had time, he would still find time to sit in the bar.When I am interested, I will play a piece of music to entertain myself.

Geng Xin has been suffering from a headache recently. The object of his troubles is not others, but the one he needs to take care of—Yuan Jingkun.I don't know if Yuan Jingkun's temperament is so cold by nature, or because he is depressed because of a bad mood.

In short, it is very difficult to get along with Yuan Jingkun.

He hides in the small bedroom every day, the door is closed tightly, and he doesn't know what's going on inside him at all.He cherishes words like gold, and never takes the initiative to talk to Geng Xin. Geng Xin asks ten questions, but he may not answer one.

Geng Xin is in a dilemma, he is embarrassed about the content of cooking every day, he doesn't know Yuan Jingkun's taste, let alone what kind of food pregnant people like.A person who has absolutely no experience in taking care of a pregnant woman gets angry.

Geng Xin asked Yuan Jingkun if there was anything he wanted to eat.Yuan Jingkun returned to him for a long time, and he could eat anything.

ah!Geng Xin looked up to the sky and sighed.Saying is the same as not saying.

Yuan Jingkun was trapped in this apartment, without his mobile phone and computer, and cut off all contact with the outside world.I can only pass the time by reading books every day.

Geng Xin didn't dare to harass him casually, he could do whatever he liked, as long as he didn't leave the apartment.

Until now, he still can't fully accept the fact that there is a small life in his body.Lying on the rocking chair, staring at the book, thinking outside: Can he, a man, really have children?

The hand resting on the flat belly rubbed back and forth, is it really inside?Will it grow up?Will... be born?

Gong Xinuo left him with many questions.

"No……"

In the darkness, Yuan Jingkun was awakened by the nightmare, sat up abruptly, the towel was slid down to his waist, panting in shock, his forehead was dripping with sweat.

The scene in the dream reappeared in my mind, the painful expression of the deceased mother, the pale face of the seriously ill father, the messy scene at home, and a group of vicious debt collectors...

For some reason, there seemed to be a vague figure of Gong Xinuo.

Yuan Jingkun stabilized his mood a little, picked up the alarm watch on the bedside table, and the pointer stopped on the number one.

Yuan Jingkun put down his watch and lay down on the bed again.Since moving to the apartment, he has been sleeping poorly, waking up several times a night, and he is not used to life here at all.

Besides, he was under a lot of psychological pressure.

He may not know that pregnancy is also one of the reasons that affects his emotions.

Tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, he simply sat up.Sleeping pills can't be taken, nor are they available.Yuan Jingkun sat quietly in the dark world, he missed his mother and cared about his father.

He wanted to see his father very much, but he was inconvenient in the future, so he couldn't go out.While it was still possible, he needed to go to the hospital once.

However, he didn't know if Gong Xinuo would agree with him to go out.Although Gong Xinuo didn't say it clearly, he still understood his current situation, basically being imprisoned in this apartment.

No, he must find a way to visit his father.

Early the next morning, Yuan Jingkun stood on the steps, watching Geng Xin who was busy in the kitchen, and suddenly asked, "Are you going out today?"

Geng Xin was taken aback, it was rare for Yuan Jingkun to take the initiative to talk to him, and he was a bit incredulous in surprise: "Well, if you want to go out, you have to go to the supermarket, and there is no gas or rice at home."

This is a great opportunity, Yuan Jingkun thought to himself.

"Then slow down on the road and pay attention to safety."

Geng Xin scratched his head, wondering Yuan Jingkun's abnormal behavior today, so he didn't think much about it, checked what was missing at home, made a list, and drove to the supermarket to buy.

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