hi don't run

Shao Wenfeng lay half sideways beside Han Mo, took off the tarpaulin covering his incision, and took a look. The incision had healed well, and the pink tender flesh made him want to touch it.

His eyes moved upwards, and there was a long incision on the abdomen that had become roughly the same color as the skin. He reached out and touched it, which made Han Mo shrink back in fear of itching.

"Momo..."

"Huh?" Dazed Han Mo responded with half-closed eyes, and moved his body to the side of the man.

A little cold.

"Momo..." Shao Wenfeng yelled again, and leaned over to kiss his forehead.

Han Mo grinned lightly, raised his hand and tugged at his ear, "Are you acting like a baby?"

"Well, I'm acting like a spoiled child." The man chuckled, and raised his arms to wrap him in his arms.It's such a good feeling, to be with the people I love, with their son lying next to them.

The little baby was snoring all the time, moving his chubby legs and shaking his little arms from time to time.

Han Mo squeezed his little feet, turned his head and looked at Shao Wenfeng, "Baby seems to have grown a lot." He just hasn't seen him for a few days, so why does he think his son has grown up.

"Children grow up fast, go to bed quickly." Shao Wenfeng held his waist from behind and rubbed him forward.

"Well... I want to give Song Xinji the key to my house, and let him live there first." Han Mo let out a sigh, sniffing.

Shao Wenfeng frowned and thought about it.

"...Give him the key to my house. Zining will leave the day after tomorrow. Isn't your house unoccupied? You have to buy things again. It's just right for him to live in my place." Regarding Shao Zian's behavior of borrowing Zhang Mao's place, Shao Wenfeng didn't ask any more questions.

Immediately, he cared too much but made the child who didn't like to talk uncomfortable.

Han Mo was a little surprised. He turned around and lay flat there, letting the man hug him, "Zining go? Where's Zi'an?"

Didn't you say you are in school, why do you plan to live here permanently?

"Zi'an's studies are over, and he won't go back until after the new year, Zining..." He sighed, and finally understood why Zi'an was the one who was the same as the two younger brothers.That kid is smart, although he doesn't talk much, he is not annoying.

He didn't understand why his father and aunt liked Zining but not Zi'an. For Zining Shao Wenfeng could only curl his lips. That child was raised too delicately.

"Let's talk about it after Zining is gone. I guess Song Xinji won't get along with him." Han Mo shook his head and called Song Xinji tomorrow to ask him to stay in a hotel for another two days. His first impression was not good.

Shao Wenfeng nodded and agreed, anyway, as long as Song Xinji is not allowed to live in Han Mo's house.

Say he is generous?

He is jealous!I haven't lived in it myself, so why do other men live in it?Besides, his house was taken, so he could lay down the bed with Han Mo in a more legitimate way, and he also made Han Mo feel that he was very generous, killing two birds with one stone, which he liked.

Of course Han Mo knew what the man's decision was for, he was a little surprised, but he also thought it was pretty good.

"Momo, can you have another baby?" He whispered in his ear, but there was no response. The man was a little surprised.

He felt that if Han Mo heard this, he would probably give him a punch.

Looking closer, Han Mo was already asleep, breathing steadily.

Shao Wenfeng laughed, okay, okay, what he said just now was just what he wanted to say suddenly, if Han Mo lives now... Forget it, just wait, let's not say that his relationship with Han Mo has not yet reached that point , even Papa Han could stab himself to death with a single knife.

Covered with the quilt, Shao Wenfeng closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Song Xinji called Song Xinye, and the two brothers were dating in a hotel after more than half a year...

Well, Zhang Mao and Shao Zian are also there.

Shao Zian liked the big golden retriever of Zhang Mao's family, and he also liked when he was with Zhang Mao. The two of them were at home last Sunday, and they basically didn't say a word except to say hello in the morning and evening. The two thought it was fine even so.

Song Xinye was very depressed about Shao Zian's living in Zhang Mao's house, so he made a lot of noise, and finally last night, he moved in with big bags and small bags, and lived in the same room with Zhang Mao shamelessly.

When Song Xinye saw his brother, he almost didn't dare to recognize him. How could he have lost so much weight and his hair had grown. He didn't even cut it, so he grabbed a small tail and tied it behind his head with a leather case.

"Brother?" He leaned over and called out. Song Xinji, who was in a daze, blinked and turned to look at him, and tilted his head in confusion.

"what happened?"

"...You still ask me what's wrong? Can you stop being in a daze for half of the meal? I just asked why you came back early." Song Xinye was about to go crazy, he was already impatient, if not Zhang Mao had told him not to be impulsive when he came, and he had already slapped the table and yelled.

"Well... of course I'll come back after I've finished my studies, otherwise where would I go?" Song Xinji pursed his lips, and the image of that man appeared in his mind again.He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to get the image of the man out of his mind.

Song Xinye frowned, obviously feeling that something was wrong, Zhang Mao kicked him under the table before he opened his mouth to ask.

Song Xinji's expression is so obvious, and his appearance has changed so much, it is obvious that he has suffered emotional setbacks.If you ask now, you probably won't eat this meal.

Shao Zian ate his meal slowly, without saying a word, just stuffed food into his mouth, wiped his mouth when he was full, stood up, looked at Zhang Mao, "I'm going back."

Zhang Mao nodded, and handed him the car keys, "Drive me back, and take Xiao Jin out for a stroll."

"Okay, eat slowly, bye." Waved to the three of them, Shao Zian turned around and left with the car keys.

Song Xinji raised his eyebrows, looked at Shao Zian's back, turned his head and asked with a smile, "Your little friend?"

Zhang Mao understood what he meant, and rolled his eyes, "You think too much, that's Shao Wenfeng's younger brother, and he's just staying at my house for a while."

"I think he likes you quite a bit." Song Xinji shrugged his shoulders, took a look at his buzzing cell phone from his trouser pocket, and then put it aside expressionlessly.

Zhang Mao raised his eyebrows and looked at his eyes, then pursed his lower lips, "Is it... huh?"

Song Xinji hummed and pouted.

Song Xinye, on the other hand, stretched out his arm and took the phone over, and then picked it up. The fast Song Xinji had no time to stop it.

"You dare to answer the phone." The voice on the other end of the phone came coldly, Song Xinye was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression changed.

"Who are you? Who are you looking for?" He is not an idiot. Song Xinji's cell phone has never stopped buzzing since he just sat down to eat, and now he is still a man when he picks up the phone, which is matched by his brother's haggard look. , everything makes sense.

Qin Rui was taken aback for a moment, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Where is Song Xinji?"

"You dialed the wrong number. I don't know Song Xinji." He hung up the phone with a snap, and Song Xinye looked at the call log with a straight face. It was basically full of missed calls from this man named Qin Rui. .

"Qin Rui...Qin Rui?!" At first he didn't realize it, but now that he remembered it, Song Xinye's eyes widened and he roared in shock.

Song Xinji raised his hand and wiped his face annoyed, how could he forget, since he is Han Mo's classmate, he must be his brother's classmate, so he must know him.

"Why did you get involved with him?" He stopped eating, shook his phone, and kept a straight face.

"Uh... just ordinary friends." Song Xinji smiled and reached for his phone, but Song Xinye avoided him, "Really, ordinary friends."

"Which ordinary friend can call 24 hours a day? Brother, can you tell me the truth?"

Song Xinji pursed his lips and said nothing, he didn't know what to say.

Do you want to tell your brother about his relationship with Qin Rui?What a joke, he couldn't say it.

Zhang Mao glanced at Song Xinji, turned his head to look at Song Xinye, raised his eyebrows, "Are you full? Then go home."

He could see Song Xinji's embarrassment. Sometimes privacy is something that cannot be shared with others, even if that person is his own brother.

"I... um..." Opened his mouth, Song Xinji suddenly felt nauseous before he could say anything, he covered his mouth, "Uh..." The second nausea hit, he got up and rushed to the bathroom .

Zhang Mao's eyelids twitched, glanced at Song Xinye and motioned him not to move over.

In the bathroom, Song Xinji turned on the faucet to turn on the water, and kept retching by himself.

"You're pregnant." Zhang Mao took a tissue and handed it to him, and said four words expressionlessly.

Pursing his lips, Song Xinji took the paper towel and wiped it off, looked up at Zhang Mao in the mirror, smiled wryly, "Well, you're right."

For the past two days, he has been unable to eat and has been lethargic, and now he has nausea. As an obstetrician, if he doesn't know what this means, then his life will be in vain.

He is pregnant, at least it has been a month.

Zhang Mao looked at him and frowned, "Is it that Qin Rui's?"

"Yeah." Nodding his head, Song Xinji raised his hand to rub his uncomfortable stomach.He has realized this a long time ago. Qin Rui doesn't like to wear condoms, and every time he has to ejaculate, even if the chance of a man getting pregnant is not high, but based on the average frequency of once a day, he will be sorry for Qin Rui if he doesn't get pregnant. Rui worked so hard.

Zhang Mao frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled him, "Let's go out first."

The two returned to the dinner table and saw Song Xinye taking out the SIM card with his mobile phone. Zhang Mao went over and patted him on the shoulder in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"Qin Rui called again just now and asked me to scold me. Anyway, I said that this card has been replaced by another person, so that's just right. Brother, go get a new card tomorrow, or I will do it for you That's fine." In front of Song Xinji, he threw the SIM card into the glass beside him.

The corner of his mouth twitched, Song Xinji nodded, thinking that his approach was right.

Since he has made the decision to come back here, it means that he doesn't want to have any contact with Qin Rui anymore. Although Qin Rui's calls have been calling every day recently, he has never answered.

"Tomorrow..." Zhang Mao glanced at Song Xinye and swallowed his words.

"I know what to do, don't worry." Song Xinji pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his head.

He knew that he was going to the hospital for an examination, and he knew that he would keep the child.