The corners of Lin Yan's lips were slightly raised, and there was no haze in the light smile on his face, and the slightest displeasure was like an ignorant child throwing a temper tantrum.

Seeing his appearance, Wen He curled his lips in a rare way, and the idea that came to his mind just now became firmer.

"Baby?"

"hold head high?"

The office chair was pushed back by Wen He. He stood up and walked to sit next to Lin Yan. Lin Yan consciously put the guitar aside and asked in a soft voice:

"What's the matter?"

Wen He stared at Lin Yan's clear eyes. He knew from the first time he saw Lin Yan: Lin Yan was clean, clean enough to make people feel ashamed.

Because of this flawless cleanliness, Wen He let out the beast in his heart, imprisoned him by his side with coercive means, deprived him of his freedom, and made him a canary trapped in a cage in others' mouths .

Lin Yan used to have a bad temper, thinking about how to understand leaving every day, Wen He couldn't be distracted to think about other things.

But now the little baby is becoming more and more obedient, soft and easy to bully and likes to cling to him, Wen He can no longer be ruthless to trap him in the way he used to be.

It was clear that Lin Yan was the canary that Wen He kept in a cage in the mouth of others, but when Wen He met the little baby's clean eyes full of love, he had an inexplicable illusion of being trapped.

If the little one uses love as a cage, he can be imprisoned for life.

"Lin Yan, do you want to be on the dazzling stage like you once said?"

The matter of freedom or not has always been a thorn between them that cannot be removed. When the two got along, Lin Yan had been careful to avoid this point. Now that Wen He suddenly brought it up, Lin Yan's heart suddenly turned cold.

The little baby's eye circles turned red in an instant, with tears in his eyes, staring at Wen He with wet eyes, and threw himself into his arms with a 'wow', complaining aggrievedly:

"Wen He, little darling is so good at frying chicken..."

Wen He's throat was slightly bitter when he heard these words, the more obedient Lin Yan became, the softer his heart became, and he could no longer be cruel enough to force him like he used to.

"Well, very nice."

"Little baby is very, very good, and can take good care of herself..."

Being able to run away from home with 100 yuan, yelling hungry every day, and going to his bedroom to rub the bed with a small pillow every night, can take good care of my little baby like this.

"Ah, very good."

Wen He's words of agreement made Lin Yan's original slight grievances gradually accumulate, and finally turned into overwhelming dissatisfaction. His curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was about to shed tears.

"Then why don't you want a baby..."

The soft voice was already stained with crying, and he was wronged but didn't dare to go too far. He suppressed his unhappiness and his eyes were red like rabbits.

In his previous life, he was able to commit suicide after Wen He's funeral by taking medicine because the only connection he had with this world was the man in front of him.

His biological mother didn't want him, his biological father only treated him as a commodity, and only Wen He was the meaning of his life.

"I……"

Wen He was usually reticent, but now seeing Lin Yan crying, he panicked and couldn't even utter a word of comfort.

Lin Yan buried his face in Wen He's arms, tears streaming through his shirt, and the slightly warm temperature fell on Wen He's skin, which inexplicably made his heart tremble.

"I don't care. If you don't want to raise it, you have to raise it. The little one won't leave. If I don't leave, I will be in your arms for the rest of my life."

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