when i got pregnant with the last god cub

impossible.

Before he met Zheng Yanxu, he had never been in any relationship, so how could he talk about his wife.

Song Cheng's thinking that was about to freeze, he refuted with great difficulty.

The more he wanted to escape, the more he couldn't ignore the uneasiness in his heart.

Except for Zheng Yanxu, no one knows more clearly than him how many ghosts' attention the beating heart in his chest has attracted.

There is also that strange and puzzling repair ability, no matter how much trauma Song Cheng suffers, he will heal himself in the next moment.

This heart that completely took the trajectory of his life astray did not belong to him at all.

Bitterness filled Song Cheng's mouth, and he clearly understood what life would be like without this heart.

Because that was the life he Xiao had thought about countless times but could never achieve.

There is no killing, no bloody lives, and naturally there will be no... Zheng Yanxu.

As if well designed.

Thinking of this, Song Cheng took a breath.

Sha Ze had a panoramic view of the flashing emotions in the young man's eyes, and suddenly had some thoughts in his heart.

His fingertips fell from Song Cheng's chest, somewhat casually.

"Whether you believe it or not, the same blood of the oldest god flows in my body and yours."

Sha Ze said softly, "You are the eldest son of the sky and the earth, and the left arm of the supreme sun god."

He looked deeply into Song Cheng's eyes, "Your real name will last forever on the stone tablet, and it will drive reincarnation."

"So the world calls upon your protection, and they call you..."

The man's voice was very soft, but every word hit Song Cheng's eardrums forcefully, buzzing.

The heart was beating violently, almost shattered by the distorted syllables.

Song Cheng couldn't feel the sharp wind that was about to scratch his cheeks, and he couldn't see the crazy and distorted plants and weeds around the two of them.

They should have withered and withered in this cold winter long ago, instead of being awakened by a name to the most honest life.

first name.

his name!

Song Cheng no longer saw the twisted and chaotic world in his eyes, he just stared at the slightly parted lips of the man in front of him.

The syllables that disappeared as soon as they were uttered, the mantras that should not have appeared, were presented in fragments before his eyes.

A fishy sweetness welled up in Song Cheng's throat, and finally he closed his eyes deeply.

He still heard it.

That ineffable name, Osiris.

Lord of the throne, Osiris.

As powerful as Sha Ze, it is also a very painful thing to deal with the messy plants and weeds that burned his life crazily in the name of his brother.

The fibers of plants are difficult to be assimilated by sand. Compared with other substances that can easily become sand with a wave of hands, plants are indeed his nemesis.

If he didn't use all his strength, there would be no way for him to melt away those things the moment they appeared.

Perhaps this is the little trap set by the god of the sky and the god of the earth when they created the brothers.

They are always hostile, but always helpless to each other.

Plants can devour the desert, and the barren sand can also take away the life of plants.

But it's not that they can't coexist, it's just that it's difficult to reach a balance at a certain moment.

The world shrouded in green is like a bubble that just popped up and burst, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.

Sha Ze took a breath, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, all covered in fine sweat.

He was slightly startled, he hadn't felt this tired for a long time.

The young man standing opposite him was also pale, and the moment his eyes opened, they were covered with frost.

Sha Ze's heart jumped slowly, and his nervousness climbed up.

"My heart... whose is it?"

Song Cheng's voice when he asked this question was very soft, and it was blown away by the cold wind.

After the frost between his brows and eyes faded away, he seemed a bit lost in thought.

Sha Ze frowned, thought for a long time and decided to tell the truth.

"Some accident happened between you and me," the man said in a deep voice. "When you died, it was Isis who took out his heart and gave it to you."

After Song Cheng heard it, he felt blood welling up in his nasal cavity.

Isis is the wife of Osiris, and also the supreme goddess of recovery, representing life and health.

No wonder……

No wonder no matter how badly he was injured, as long as Isis's heart was there, he couldn't die.

Song Cheng felt dizzy for a moment, and when everything was laid out in front of him and he explained it clearly, it turned out that it was not so difficult to accept.

At most, he felt his heart hurting to the point of suffocation, as if a stick with thick fingers had been inserted into it, stirring it up into a mess.

The pain was accompanied by severe tinnitus, and he struggled to say something, but felt something slipping across his cheek.

Song Cheng raised his hand subconsciously, and his fingertips were stained with wet liquid.

It's tears.

Unstoppable tears welled up from the eyes, accompanied by a rather unfamiliar heartbreak.

Song Cheng froze in place, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in great sadness.

Sha Ze froze immediately, he forgot that his elder brother didn't know about Isis' death.

Just when he was about to say something to make up for it, Song Cheng's hoarse voice sounded:

"I lost most of my previous memories, can you help me get them back?"

Sha Ze was slightly taken aback, Song Cheng's calm reaction was beyond his expectation.

Obviously, the young man's face was still covered with tears.

But he just wiped it casually, frowned and said, "Sorry, I can't control it."

That kind of sad emotion came violently, and it was truly heartbreaking.

But Song Cheng clearly understood that that emotion did not belong to him.

It may belong to Isis who once sacrificed for love, or Osiris who suddenly learned the truth and lost his lover.

But it will not belong to Song Cheng after Zheng Yanxu.

It took Sha Ze a long time to react, and he said embarrassingly, "Of course I have a way...but it needs your cooperation."

"Memory is something that has always been hidden in the depths of your mind. It will not be lost, but it will be abandoned by you."

"Maybe if you don't try hard to remember, it will appear, but it's very limited, right?"

Song Cheng didn't confront the man's problem directly, even though every word Sha Ze said hit home.

The previous memories compiled into dreams just confirmed this point.

He asked directly: "How to do it? I cooperate."

The young man was too forthright, which made the man a little bit astonished.

Something is quietly changing.

Sha Ze is unpredictable, and time does not allow him to look and think carefully.

Everyone is running on the same road, and it is bound to reach the end before the sun sets, and the darkness can still be dispelled by the light.

Youth is, so is he.

"I..." Sha Ze was about to speak, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of something, and his face changed.

"I'll come to you next time, wait for me!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, his figure turned into flying sand and dissipated on the spot.

Song Cheng withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look to the left.

The tall and straight figure of the man suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Zheng Yanxu was still wearing the dark gray coat that Song Cheng picked out for him when he went out, and around his neck was the dark green scarf that matched the couple.

When he wasn't smiling, his pretty face looked so cold that when he walked, he carried a tinge of death.

But when the man saw Song Cheng from a distance, he couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Even with those slightly upturned Danfeng eyes, it also looks extraordinarily expressionless and ungracious.

Song Cheng didn't go up to meet him, but just plucked the fat pear that was still squatting on his head like a flower.

When Zheng Yanxu came close, he could just pull him into his arms.

The same cold fingers of the two touched together, and he heard the man's slightly reproachful words.

"Why did you come out? You still wear so little."

Song Cheng held back the man's hand vigorously, and did not respond directly to his words, but leaned hard into his arms.

"Then hold me tighter."

His voice was very soft, yet somewhat dependent and coquettish.

The man didn't think much, and tightened his arms around the young man's waist according to his words: "Let's go home."

Song Cheng nodded, exhaled quietly, and followed the pace of his family.

It had been more than ten days since I saw Sha Ze for the second time, and the weather was getting colder, even Fat Li's favorite little Yangju was frozen to death on the balcony.

Unfortunately, he called a man to light up the little chrysanthemum every day, but he still couldn't survive this winter.

Fat Pear looked a little sad, and his fat body was a bit thinner.

However, during the few days of Song Cheng's persuasion, it grew back at an astonishing speed, and became even bigger than before.

Now the fat pear has plump feathers, bright colors, sharp and sharp eyes, and an unstoppable heroic spirit.

Song Cheng accidentally discovered that the frequent hair loss of the little guy before was for the transformation later on.

Fat Pear has grown into a real adult bird, and he has to exclaim: "It's so cool!"

Who knew that just such a compliment would instantly defeat this guy.

It flew to the young man's shoulder again, begging to rub and caress back and forth.

Song Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The man saw it from the side, and his face instantly sank.

The frightened Fat Pear flew away quickly, cooing aggrievedly while flying.

Just as Song Cheng wanted to say a few words for it, he was pulled by the man to sit on his lap, and sealed his lips with a kiss.

Zheng Yanxu's cool fingertips rubbed the young man's tender neck, slightly itchy and tingling.

Song Cheng was so dazed by his kiss, he felt a chill before he could react, and a look of astonishment appeared on his pretty face.

The woolen sweaters were piled high on the white chest, almost out of shape.

And Zheng Yanxu's eyes were dim, and he bowed his head without saying hello.

Song Cheng's whole body trembled, and he couldn't restrain himself from letting out a quick gasp, tears welling from the corners of his eyes.

After the man let go of him, the young man's waist completely softened, with an unstoppable soreness.

Song Cheng was so sleepy that he fell asleep in the bedroom before sending Zheng Yanxu out.

So when he woke up and saw Sha Ze floating outside the window, he knew with shame that his cheap brother had been waiting there for a long time.