I ran away after being pregnant with Bamboo Horse's child

Nan Xuanyang's attitude was as low as dust.

Lin Yi suddenly lost his voice, feeling angry and uncomfortable.

As a father, he should understand his son's decision, but it hurts him to think that he is pregnant and alone abroad.

Nan Xuanyang liked Lin Yuecheng very much, from childhood to adulthood, so Lin Yi didn't need to think about it, he knew that the child was from Lin Yuecheng.

Lin Yi tried to calm himself down, "Do you want the child to be an illegitimate child?"

Nan Xuanyang was silent.

If he could, of course he wouldn't.

He wants to raise this child with Lin Yuecheng, and he wants to give the child the best.

But all this can only be realized when Lin Yue loves him.

"Even if you secretly give birth to a child now, what about in the future? Can you keep it a secret for a lifetime?"

Nan Xuanyang took a breath and closed his eyes in pain.

Sometimes he thinks his father is cruel. Of course he knows that it is impossible to hide it for a lifetime. When he decided to come to Dusseldorf, he was ready to hide it for a day, but he would feel uncomfortable if he was reminded so bluntly. ah.

Nan Xuanyang exhaled, his tone a little hurt, "Dad, can we not talk about this?"

Lin Yi frowned fiercely, "Then when do you want to talk?"

"Dad!" Nan Xuanyang cried out in a broken voice, "Do you have to be so aggressive?"

Or the mood swings are too big and the kid gets upset and kicks him in the stomach.

Not painful, but very painful.

Lin Yi was stunned, and he could already feel his son's emotional fluctuations through the screen. He was silent for a few seconds, and then sighed suddenly, "I see, I will keep the secret for you, but you must report to me about my grandson's situation."

"it is good."

Now that they have found out, Nan Xuanyang has no reason to refuse, otherwise Lin Yi will come to Dusseldorf by this time tomorrow.

After reaching a consensus, Lin Yi began to remind him what to pay attention to and what to eat during pregnancy, and Nan Xuanyang accepted them one by one.

Nearly half an hour had passed since the end of the call. When he returned to the meeting room, various senior executives were chatting, and there was no sound after seeing him come back.

The meeting was coming to an end just now, and Nan Xuanyang adjourned the meeting after supplementing the company's operating situation and route plan.

Perhaps after standing for a long time, he felt a little sore in his waist, and the cub was dancing more joyously than usual, tossing him all afternoon made him feel uncomfortable.

He left before the end of get off work time, didn't go to the restaurant, and went home directly.

Lin Zefeng was still in the hospital at this point, Nan Xuanyang changed into comfortable pajamas, lay on the bed rubbing his waist, and said in a low voice: "Little brat, can you calm down and be quiet for a while?"

He felt like his stomach was going to turn over.

Nan Xuanyang turned over, lay on his side, and clicked on the pure prenatal music that Lin Zefeng sent him.

Listening to the music, Nan Xuanyang slowly relaxed, the baby stopped making trouble, and the father and son "lived in peace" and soon fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already dark, and I could vaguely hear the sound of the TV in the living room.

Nan Xuanyang glanced at the time, turned over and got out of bed.

"Brother, you're awake." Lin Zefeng had obviously taken a shower, was wearing pajamas, and was watching TV while gnawing fried chicken with his legs crossed.

Nan Xuanyang frowned, a wave of nausea surged up, fierce and anxious, he quickly ran into the toilet, and vomited out.

Lin Zefeng quickly realized that the fried chicken in his hand suddenly tasted bad, so he threw it down, followed Nan Xuanyang to the toilet, and patted his back.

He said speechlessly: "Brother, you can't do that, can you?"

It's been almost five months, and you still vomit like this?

After vomiting, Nan Xuanyang rinsed his mouth with water, his face turned a little pale due to vomiting, he took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Your uncle knows I'm pregnant."

"Call me today and lose my temper. I may be a little emotional. The baby moved a lot at noon."

That's why he suddenly vomited.

Lin Zefeng showed a terrified expression, "What did uncle say?"

He played on his mobile phone all night, but didn't see any breaking news in the family group, so he asked, "Did uncle agree to help you keep the secret?"

Nan Xuanyang hummed.

Now more and more people know that he is pregnant, he thinks that Lin Yuecheng will know soon.

"Isn't that good?" Lin Zefeng helped him out of the living room, and said, "I thought he would let you go back to China to raise a baby, and then marry Chengge Fengzi."

Nan Xuanyang laughed, "You have a really big brain."

"I will not marry him."

Lin Zefeng looked at him and asked seriously: "Are you really letting go of Brother Cheng?"

Nan Xuanyang asked back: "What do you think?"

How could it be possible to let go, not to mention that he has loved Lin Yuecheng for more than ten years, and now he has his child, sometimes when buying something for the baby, he would involuntarily think of Lin Yuecheng.

Their bond cannot be broken for a lifetime.

Although it is impossible to be together.

Lin Zefeng pursed his lips, how could he know?Their relationship was too complicated, it was too complicated for him.

The same is true for brother Cheng, who obviously likes it but doesn't say anything, he has been in Dusseldorf for so long, and he hasn't even seen a shadow of him, so he deserves not to see the baby.

"Who said he liked me?"

"Ah?" Lin Zefeng covered his mouth, only to realize that he had inadvertently spoken out what was in his heart, and he was not guilty, and said with disgust: "Brother Cheng acted like he really likes you."

"Both of you are fans of the authorities."

Lin Yuecheng's eyes cannot deceive anyone.

Nan Xuanyang frowned and reprimanded, "Don't talk nonsense."

Lin Zefeng snorted, just keep your mouth shut.

Nan Xuanyang half-lyed on the sofa. He didn't eat dinner. He just vomited out what was left in his stomach. Now his legs are weak from hunger.

Before he could speak, his stomach spoke for him first.

Lin Zefeng ignored the teasing, and walked to the kitchen, "Fortunately, Brother Fan had the foresight to see that you didn't come to the store, so he asked me to bring soup and rice."

"Drink the soup first, and I'll heat up the rice." The soup was in a thermos, and it was still steaming, and the rice and vegetables were a bit cold.

Nan Xuanyang hummed.

Lin Zefeng entered the kitchen, ran out worriedly, filled him with a bowl of soup and went back in.

Nan Xuanyang was funny, picked it up and took a sip.

The soup that Sun Mengfan made for him basically didn't add any seasoning except for a bunch of medicinal materials, keeping the original taste of the meat, fragrant but not greasy.

He lazily picked up his phone and sent a message to Sun Mengfan.

Sun Mengfan gave him a supercilious look.

Nan Xuanyang is very grateful to Sun Mengfan. After so many years of no contact, he still treats him like an old friend, especially after knowing that he is pregnant, he spends time making nutritious meals for him every day.

The child's own father can't do this.

Nan Xuanyang put down his mobile phone, took a look into the kitchen, and saw Lin Zefeng, who also didn't touch Yang Chunshui, clumsily making hot soup for himself, and felt warm in his heart.

"Here we come." Lin Zefeng walked out with the hot food in his hand, and immediately pinched his ears as soon as he put it down, as if he was scalded to relieve the pain.

"Why don't you take the cloth?" Nan Xuanyang blamed him with a glance, and asked helplessly with concern: "Is it burning?"

Lin Zefeng shook his head, "As long as I'm fast enough, it won't burn me."

Nan Xuanyang sneered.

The screen of Lin Zefeng's mobile phone on the coffee table turned on. He picked it up and didn't know what to reply to the other party. He said, "Brother, I'm going back to my room. Ah Jing asked me to play games."

Nan Xuanyang looked at him up and down, and said with disgust: "You don't drink or smoke, when will you quit gaming?"

"I can't quit this." Lin Zefeng smirked back, dropped a few words and ran away.

Nan Xuanyang shook his head.

I haven't been out of society yet, so it would be nice to play more.

Sun Hengjing enslaved him to do this and that in the hospital during the day, and played games with him until late at night, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he didn't feel tired.

On the other hand, he was severely deprived of sleep, and his eyes were black and blue.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Lin Zefeng couldn't hold on anymore, and his phone was still on the game page, so he didn't know anything.

He didn't sleep for a long time, and a WeChat call woke him up from his dream. Lin Zefeng fell into a drowsy sleep, his eyes were only the size of a line, he put the phone next to his ear, and asked dissatisfied: " Who is it?"

"it's me."

The voice sounded a little familiar, Lin Zefeng said confusedly: "Brother Cheng?"

"Why did you call me so early?!"

"I heard from Uncle Lin that you came to exchange studies, and now you live at Xuanyang's house?" Lin Yuecheng was a little noisy there, his voice was very hoarse, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Lin Zefeng was so sleepy that he hummed sleepily.

"Send me the address and I'll go there."

Lin Zefeng just wanted to deal with Lin Yuecheng quickly so that he could continue to sleep, like an unconscious doll, half-closed his eyes and sent him a location.

Lin Yue asked in detail, "Which floor is it?"

Lin Zefeng was confused, "602 on the sixth floor."

Lin Yue hummed, and hung up the phone. Lin Zefeng didn't hear the sound, and fell into a deep sleep again.

It was just dawn in Dusseldorf, Lin Yuecheng pushed the suitcase out of the airport, waved it, stopped a taxi, and reported the address that Lin Zefeng had just sent.

The Nanyuan project was settled, but it took him half a month.

He didn't know why he couldn't wait to come to country D. As soon as the matter was over, he asked his assistant to buy the earliest flight to Dusseldorf.

He wanted to see Nan Xuanyang.

It's because he has never felt urgent in more than 20 years.

The car stopped on the streets of the old city, and almost every office worker had a cup of coffee, and walked past him in a hurry.

Lin Yuecheng opened the address and followed the navigation.

Soon, he stopped at a European-style apartment, looked up at the floor, walked in, and pressed the sixth floor.

Stopping on the sixth floor, he raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

At eight o'clock, Nan Xuanyang should get up and get ready to go to work.

Lin Yuecheng pressed the doorbell of 602, thinking of Nan Xuanyang's surprised expression when he opened the door and saw him, the corners of his mouth could not help but raise a slight arc.

But his idea quickly fell through.

No one opened the door.

This Friday, Nan Xuanyang should be going to work. According to his biological clock, he should wake up at this time.

Lin Yuecheng pressed it again, quietly waiting for the people inside to open the door.

Still no one opened the door.

He frowned and exhaled, and was about to ask Lin Zefeng to open the door for him, when the door suddenly opened from inside.

Lin Zefeng's room was next to the door, and the bell rang harshly again and again. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but he was afraid that it would affect Nan Xuanyang, so he had to force himself to get up.

He was wearing pajamas, and the door was only opened a gap. He leaned his head against the door, squinted his eyes and looked at the person passing by. When he saw Lin Yuecheng's face clearly, he was awake and felt a chill all over.

With a snap, he slammed the door shut.

He had hallucinations, it seemed like he had a dream just now, dreaming that Lin Yuecheng asked him for his address.

Is this dream so coherent?

Lin Zefeng was terrified... No way!

Nan Xuanyang's drowsiness didn't get better after pregnancy. The biological alarm clock was messed up. As the month got older, he slept longer.

The persistent doorbell woke him up, and when he came out, he saw Lin Zefeng closing the door.

He asked hoarsely, "Who is here?"

The author has something to say: There are still [-] words to be sent out in the morning, and the red envelope will draw three chapters in a row. Remember to leave a message, good night~

感谢在2020-09-1920:46:50~2020-09-2002:36:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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