I want to eat ice cream on a snowy day

With a "click", the door was suddenly opened, and An Xing, who had already put on hospital mop, ran in stomping.

Jiang Hanchen turned off the phone, went over to catch the reckless expectant mother in two steps, hugged him horizontally, put him on his lap and sat down.

From time to time, he would stare at his stomach with complicated eyes, and protect it with both hands.

An Xing, who originally just felt wronged and wanted to hug him, felt panic because of Jiang Hanchen's overly cautious behavior.

He couldn't help but think of the family dog-blood ethics drama Ning An watched, where the patients who were sent away told their family members that the patients were hopeless, which was strikingly similar to the current atmosphere.

The more An Xing thought about it, the more he panicked, and felt that he had touched the truth.Woooooo, I hate Jiang Hanchen, my parents, Anzhi, and his fledgling studio...

After thinking about it, I couldn't help thinking that if I wasn't here, wouldn't it be cheaper, that Bai Ran?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. An Xing raised his hand and wiped his face, only to find that his hands and face were wet.

"Baby, why are you crying?" In Jiang Hanchen's eyes, An Xing is just a piece of fragile porcelain, and he dare not touch him with his hands. "Are you uncomfortable? Doctor, give him quickly..."

An Xingshi clutched Jiang Hanchen's collar and choked, "Brother, am I going to die?"

doctor:"……"

The lady nurse carefully handed the pregnancy test stick in the medical sterilization bag to the doctor, and then left without squinting.

Jiang Hanchen looked at the doctor.

The doctor nodded at him.

Jiang Hanchen nodded solemnly.

An Xing stared at their encrypted communication in despair, pursed his mouth and wept silently.

Tears covered his face, his wet eyes didn't blink, like a pitiful little cat abandoned by its owner.

Jiang Hanchen took out a handkerchief, wiped the little cat carefully bit by bit, held up his puffy little face, kissed the eyes that were red and swollen from crying, and whispered softly: "Baby, yes! Good thing."

An Xing would not believe such a clumsy lie.

They all came to the hospital, what good can happen.

Sure enough, the family members would choose to hide the illness in the end, but it's a pity that they have already seen the truth.

An Xing was furious and hiccupped in grief.

"..." It's so miserable, and it still makes me feel ashamed, An Xing feels that his ability to bear has improved, "Brother, just say it, I can bear it."

This trend was so magical that the doctor couldn't help it, and laughed out loud at abandoning his professionalism.

It was quite light, but An Xing still noticed it.

An Xing is very sensitive to the words and deeds of the two of them now, so he quickly turned to take a look at him.

The doctor coughed awkwardly.

He still doesn't know that in An Xing's eyes, not only is he unprofessional and loves to gossip, but he also has a throat problem.

"Baby, you're pregnant."

The little head turned back quickly, and bumped straight into Jiang Hanchen's eyes that were about to overflow with a smile.

An Xing stared at him with his big swollen eyes for three seconds, and said in a low voice, "Impossible."

The expression was too calm, and the tone was too firm. For a moment, Jiang Hanchen wondered if he heard it wrong, and even began to suspect that there was something wrong with the doctor's diagnosis.

"It's true," the doctor picked up the pregnancy test stick and shook it, "There are two bars."

The little head turned around again, and shook it following the movement of the pregnancy test stick. When it stopped, An Xing could see two clear red lines on it.

This must be a dream, he chose to hug Jiang Hanchen and pretend to be dead.

doctor:"......"

Jiang Hanchen: "..."

The mother was silent, and an outsider and a father looked at each other in blank dismay.

Jiang Hanchen seemed calm, but in fact, he had already activated the high-speed barrage mode in his mind.

Judging from An Xing's reaction, either he hasn't adapted for a while, or he can't accept this child.

It's easy to get used to it for a while, if you can't accept this child...

Then don't.

No, you have to consult first, which is more harmful to the body, abortion or childbirth.

If it is better if it is born, then the child can find someone to take care of it. The baby can watch it if he wants to, and let him play by himself if he doesn't want to.

I was careless, it shouldn't be so sudden, let alone the baby, I wasn't even ready for it.

Just when Jiang Hanchen was seriously considering whether his child should stay in China to take the college entrance examination or send him abroad to study abroad, the doctor couldn't bear to break the suffocating atmosphere.

"cough."

The head in his arms suddenly moved, and the soft hair scratched Jiang Hanchen's chin.

An Xing lowered his head and lowered his eyes, looking at his stomach that had not yet curved, and blinked slowly.Then he stretched out an index finger, approached cautiously, and poked it with a serious face.

It was so cute, Jiang Hanchen couldn't control his mouth at all, and smacked An Xing's face several times.

An Xing's index finger moved to Jiang Hanchen's forehead, pushing him away: "Brother."

"Ok?"

"If... if there is a baby, I still..."

Am I still your baby?

Competing with children, naive and hypocritical, An Xing couldn't say it, and felt inexplicably wronged.

His uneasiness and depression were all hidden in his eyes, but unfortunately those eyes were too bright for Jiang Hanchen to see clearly without hindrance.

Jiang Hanchen held his index finger, looked straight into his eyes, and told him word by word: "Even if there is another child, my baby will always be one."

Solemn, sincere, straightforward, frank.

Let An Xing's heart flutter, no matter how high he flies, he can always land on the softest place.

It's the same this time.

An Xing took off his solid defense, leaned softly on Jiang Hanchen's shoulder, and let out a "hmm" like a kitten.

Although Jiang Hanchen had conceived many ways to deal with An Xing who didn't want a child, and was prepared to be separated from the child for a long time, he still breathed a sigh of relief when he heard An Xing's answer.

Halfway through the relief, An Xing seemed to have suddenly remembered something, straightened up and asked him in disbelief: "Do you still want a second child?!"

Jiang Hanchen: "..."

"Cough," the doctor who had been neglected for a long time felt the need to cue the procedure, "Can you both go home and discuss these issues?"

Jiang Hanchen: "Okay."

An Xing lay back silently.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the baby." The doctor put his hands in his pockets, got up very gracefully, and walked around them to go out.

An Xing grabbed Jiang Hanchen's tie in horror: "Look at whose baby?! I won't go!"

The doctor who walked around to the other side of them glanced at him: "...your baby, do a B-ultrasound."

"Oh..." An Xing was relieved, although he had a hard time accepting that there was a quasi-screaming chicken in his stomach, but he was not ready to deal with a living screaming chicken.

"Go," Jiang Hanchen hugged him horizontally, and walked in front of the doctor with big strides, "It's fine, baby, don't be afraid."

The doctor felt that his earnest words had fed the dog: "...cough cough."

"..." After a fierce ideological struggle that could be seen from the back, Jiang Hanchen still put down An Xing, "Baby, go by yourself."

An Xing pouted, wanting to cry again.

The hugs are gone, and the days of sleeping in separate beds will not be too far away.

The author has something to say: Jiang Hanchen: One drags two (maybe).