After picking up the baby, my father and I became rivals

Tan Zihao was unconscious, Song Wenzhi had to call 120 to send him to the hospital.

I don't know where Bai Xingyu has gone, and I don't answer the phone calls, so I can't contact him at all.

But Song Wenzhi thought that Bai Xingyu would definitely not do stupid things, after all he still has Bai's father, even for Bai's father, Bai Xingyu would not do extreme things.

As for Tan Zihao's body, the doctor said that he was not well adjusted during the susceptible period, and he was in a coma caused by mental stress and loss of control.

There are also diseases that are inherited in the family, and there are also some reasons for this.

Faced with a bunch of technical terms the doctor said, Song Wenzhi didn't quite understand.In short, the doctor said that there is nothing serious and he can rest assured.

Song Wenzhi followed the nurse to the front desk of the hospital to pay Tan Zihao's medical and hospital expenses.

If it hadn't been for the nurse, who thought Chief Song Wen was good-looking and quite normal, she would have thought that he had encountered a mental retardation and needed someone to "escort" him to the door of the ward around the corner.

He is a road idiot in a crowded place like a hospital, and there are a few doctors and nurses rushing forward holding oxygen bottles and infusion tubes from time to time, Song Wenzhi still doesn't cause trouble for others.

Holding a pile of messy receipts, Song Wenzhi sat weakly on the medical chair in the corridor and did not move.

Because Tan Zihao hadn't woken up yet, Song Wenzhi couldn't leave; he couldn't contact Bai Xingyu now; and the matter with Zhang Yu hadn't been resolved yet.

Now he has one head and three big heads, in a dilemma.

……

It was getting late, and the lights in the hospital were turned on one after another. Song Wenzhi's unsupported head tilted downward. When he opened his eyelids, he found himself sitting and falling asleep in the hospital corridor.

The day before yesterday Song Wenzhi was still sleeping in Zhang Yu's arms until he woke up naturally, and today he was so tired sitting and sleeping in the hospital corridor, it was really unexpected.

The phone rang, and Song Wenzhi was a little scared to hear the sound.

"Hello." Song Wenzhi yawned, and looked at Tan Zihao in the ward, who was still asleep.

The doctor said that Tan Zihao was physically and mentally exhausted, and if he didn't wake up at night, he was in a deep sleep.

Commonly known as replenishing sleep.

"Senior, where are you?" It was Shang Yang.

"I have something to do, I'm not at school." Song Wenzhi rubbed his swollen temples.

Shang Yang on the other end of the phone sighed heavily, and said helplessly, "You must have missed the school forum, right?"

Song Wenzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered the comments he and Tan Zihao made at noon.

Quickly click on the campus forum, Song Wenzhi swipe the screen of the phone, the more he looks at it, the more sinking he feels.

The remarks he and Tan Zihao posted at noon did have a good effect, and the comments have already been topped, and the replies and likes are very good.

But it is possible that this "beautiful boy admired by thousands of people" actually released another photo after watching everyone's disputes slow down.

In the picture, Zhang Yu and Song Wenzhi are standing in the backstage where debris is piled up, and the background is bright red balloons and ribbons in the sports field.

Zhang Yu handed Song Wenzhi a bank card, and he reached out to accept it naturally, still saying something.

Song Wenzhi thought to himself, isn't this the time when Zhang Yuhe stood at the backstage door on the day of the sports meeting, and he asked Zhang Yu's bank card for identity information?

At that time, there was no one around, and this "beautiful boy admired by thousands of people" was too awesome. Could it be that the head on his neck was a surveillance camera?Anything can be photographed.

And because of this photo, everyone began to suspect that Song Wenzhi and Zhang Yu were in collusion.

[Song Wenzhi is also...they are so difficult to tell what secret? 】

[No wonder the pole helped Zhang Yu talk, it could not be that he took his money]

[I saw the photo of the two presidents talking and laughing, they couldn't be together]

[Upstairs you are stupid, you can fall in love with whoever you want, that is, President Alpha and President Omega of D University can’t fall in love, why don’t I say more]

[Then Song Wenzhi and Zhang Yu, are they using power for personal gain? 】

[I heard that President Song often went to the Alpha Association after he came back from school. Could it be that he went to see President Zhang?]

[Maybe it's not just using power for personal gain, one Alpha and one Omega, I don't believe that nothing will happen, maybe there is some improper relationship]

Song Wenzhi read the comments with a stiff face, and after reading the last one, he couldn't hold back anymore.

Although the two of them did conceal the matter of obtaining a certificate and having a child, they also made sacrifices for the AO Association.

But how did it get into the mouths of some people, and they didn't even understand the matter, so they thought so dirty.

Song Wenzhi leaned against the wall completely exhausted. The so-called fearful words are probably like this.

There were people coming and going in the hospital, there were young lovers who were supporting their pregnant husbands, and there were also a large family who were holding their children to see a doctor, but Song Wenzhi had only himself, and no one was by his side.

He misses Zhang Yu, he misses his father, he also misses Zhang's father, Zhang's mother, and his father, but now it's only him.

Sad emotions swept over him, like falling into the bottomless deep sea, and the sea water poured into his nose and nose in an instant, making him feel like he was about to drown.

"Hello? Hello? Say something, senior." Before the phone was hung up, Shang Yang on the other end asked Song Wenzhi eagerly after listening to Song Wenzhi not saying a word for a long time.

Song Wenzhi put the phone to his ear in a daze, and only heard Shang Yang say: "Senior, you sent Senior Tan to the hospital, I heard about what happened at noon today, and it was quite a big mess."

After a moment of silence, Shang Yang only heard Song Wenzhi's even breathing on the phone, and he said softly.

"Senior, which hospital are you in now?"

Song Wenzhi didn't know why he bothered Shang Yang to come over, maybe he was really treating him as a friend.

But now there is really no one else who can help him.

"Senior." Twenty minutes later, Shang Yang rushed to the hospital in a hurry. He was wearing a blue-red baseball uniform and gray sweatpants, showing off his tall and handsome figure.

Song Wenzhi was still sitting on the medical chair outside the ward, he waved to Shang Yang feebly, and smiled faintly, but his eyes were bright.

"Here." Shang Yang took out the things in his pocket and stuffed them to Song Wenzhi.

"What..." A soft object wrapped in a plastic bag was placed in Song Wenzhi's hand, and the warm touch instantly warmed his palm, followed by a burst of fragrance overflowing from the plastic bag.

It's two white buns.

"I think you haven't eaten since noon, and I don't know what to buy for you." Shang Yang showed a pair of small canine teeth: "The buns can be eaten directly, you should fill your stomach first."

"thanks……"

Song Wenzhi did not drink a drop of water from noon until now, because Zhang Yu was taking care of his son after giving birth, and Zhang Yu usually paid great attention to his three meals a day, and he should eat a lot.

But today, accidents happened one after another, and he hasn't eaten a bite yet.

The steamed stuffed bun was hot to the touch, it was brought by Shang Yang in his arms.

Song Wenzhi ate bite by bite, the temperature of the buns filled his stomach and warmed his heart.

"Is senior Tan still awake?" Shang Yang handed Song Wenzhi a bottle of mineral water.

Tan Zihao collapsed directly in the school today, even the teacher came.And everyone was spreading rumors that Tan Zihao was found pedaling on two boats, and that he had hemorrhoids.

Anyway, the more you say it, the more outrageous it is.

Song Wenzhi drank water: "He's fine, he's just in the alpha susceptible period, and he's under a lot of stress recently." He pointed to Tan Zihao in the ward: "He's recovering from sleep."

Shang Yang nodded when he heard the words: "Is it because Senior Tan hasn't woken up yet that you didn't leave?"

"That's right, I don't know the contact information of his family, besides, he has had a bit of trouble with his family recently, the most important thing is Tan Zihao..."

The most important thing is that Tan Zihao is a good friend of Zhang Yudu, so he can't ignore it.

"What is the most important thing?" Seeing that Song Wenzhi had spoken halfway, Shang Yang asked.

"It's nothing, just acquaintances, please help me." Song Wenzhi almost slipped the tongue, and was busy laughing.

Shang Yang didn't care either. He glanced at the mechanical watch and the yellowed dark circles under Song Wenzhi's eyes, and said, "Otherwise, I'll stay with Senior Tan here, so you can go home."

"This is not good." Song Wenzhi refused repeatedly.

"Senior, it's almost eight o'clock in the evening, you are in the hospital with an Omega, can I rest assured?"

"But……"

"Don't worry." Seeing that Song Wenzhi was sitting still, Shang Yang pulled Song Wenzhi up: "Senior Tan and I are both members of the Alpha Association, and we have a good relationship. This is also my friendship with him." .”

After Shang Yang said that, Song Wenzhi couldn't refuse: "Then thank you."

"I see that you have dark circles under your eyes. Tomorrow is Saturday, so get a good night's sleep." Shang Yang called a nurse to help take care of Tan Zihao for a while.

"I'll take you home first, and then come back to look at Senior Tan."

"Ah?" Song Wenzhi blinked.

"Ah what?" Seeing Song Wenzhi's funny look, Shang Yang couldn't help laughing and said, "Let's go, King Lu Chi."

The two took a taxi to the entrance of Song Wenzhi Community. The weather in the north of the city dropped sharply, and the temperature at night was close to zero.

"Thank you for taking me back." Song Wenzhi shrank his shoulders and put his hands in his pockets.

"It's cold at night, you should go back quickly." Before getting into the car, Shang Yang added another sentence: "It's all about me, and it's also for the Alpha Association."

Song Wenzhi didn't understand what Shang Yang meant for a while, so he just nodded and said goodbye to Shang Yang.

The fingerprint lock dinged a few times, and Song Wenzhi pushed the door open and walked in. In the dimly lit living room, he stretched out his hand and turned on the light.

"Hey, Director Fu." Song Wenzhi answered the phone while slipping his shoes, "Don't you know Chairman Zhang's performance this year? How could he do such a thing."

"I also have a clear conscience, and I have never done anything to apologize to the association."

"Zhang and he can hand over the bill when they come back. You know the association's arrears process."

"You must trust us, and I will find out the student who spread rumors and caused trouble." Song Wenzhi was exhausted.

After hanging up the phone, Song Wenzhi threw the phone on the sofa.

This incident has already alarmed the school, but the school will reserve its opinion until Zhang Yu returns, but the attitude is still skeptical.

Song Wenzhi took off his woolen coat, put his shoes into the shoe cabinet, and suddenly found a hair gluer in the middle of the shoe cabinet.

There is also a post-it note from Zhang Yu on the hair sticky device.

[The weather is cold, you will definitely wear that favorite woolen coat, remember to clean the coat with a hair sticker when you go home these days]

Song Wenzhi chuckled while holding the hair sticking device, but his eyes looked sad.

He knelt on the floor and tried to unhook the adhesive tape of the hair sticker with his hands, but he couldn't unhook it after trying several times.

The grievance and helplessness accumulated in his heart suddenly surged up to the tip of his nose along with the sourness, making his breathing unsteady.

"Woooooo, why haven't Zhang and you come back yet?"

Song Wenzhi cried, crying with his arms in his arms regardless, in this empty apartment, exhausted emotions emerged like a tide.

[The author has something to say: It has been a while since I wrote the article, so I will make a summary of the problems.

The writing is not good, the vocabulary is not enough.

Some words are long-winded, and useless sentences form the vernacular, which makes it uncomfortable to read.

I have gradually seen these problems in myself, and I will get rid of them.

I can read books, accumulate vocabulary, and write down inspiration at any time.

I hope that friends who are interested in writing can find experience in me.

Also, I would really appreciate comments about the plot, good or bad.

Believe in one word,

God rewards hard work. 】