The system asked me to give birth to the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Over. "

"So, does the person in front of me just exist in the past?" Guan Lin looked at the beautiful young man in front of him, and the unknown emotion in his heart seemed to be gushing out soon.

998, "Theoretically so."

Guan Lin heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this answer, and said nothing more.

The man agreed to his request, and Lu Shuo was very satisfied.

When he went back that night, he found that the nanny had changed, and the housekeeper had moved his things from the master bedroom back to the original guest room.

Guan Lin told him that he would sleep separately at night in the future, but he would still follow him to the company during the day.

Lu Shuo felt it didn't matter, and told the system, "I said he would regret it."

Why should two people with different schedules torture each other.

Considering that he could catch up on sleep if he went to Mr. Guan's company during the day, Lu Shuo readily agreed, and even set the alarm clock for getting up early.

Mr. Guan is so responsive to his requests, he feels in his conscience that he can't make it through, and he must return something appropriately.

For a long time after that, Guan Lin never asked the young man about his physical and mental problems, nor did he play games with him again.

He drew a line for himself in his heart, suppressed all his emotions within the line, and did not go beyond it.

998 was so anxious that the data got messed up several times, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Lu Shuo lived like this for several months, and his stomach was visibly enlarged like a ball blown.

Vomiting accompanied him for most of his pregnancy, and he still vomited as much as he ate every day.

Lu Shuo finally realized the hardships of pregnant women, not only the physical torture, but also the psychological one.

The good wish of thinking about taking a vacation was gradually obliterated by this process.

He was really tired of thinking about this belly, and sometimes he even thought, why not just cut it open and take out the child to finish the job.

But the system said that since the child is the protagonist, the birth date is also fixed and cannot be changed.

Well, I have to endure it.

Lu Shuo's temper became violent day by day.

Guan Lin felt it most clearly.

Emotionally, his heart was still in turmoil, he couldn't figure it out, which made him want to escape.Intellectually, he knew that he could not ignore the youth.

In the end, reason prevailed.

He followed the advice of the psychiatrist and played some soothing music for the young man at night while he was asleep. As long as he had time during the day, he would take the young man to the park or the countryside for a walk.

After getting along for a long time, he can also guess the thoughts and emotions of young people, when they are angry and when they are happy, and there is no trace to be found.

"Have you learned it?" the system asked him.

"Learned what?" Guan Lin was puzzled.

"The true meaning of love."

Guan Lin didn't understand.

998 sighed, "Looks like I have to learn more."

Guan Lin was used to his occasional convulsions and ignored him.

The weather was fine that day. He was sitting in the office processing documents. He turned his head and saw the young man lying on his side on the sofa in the cubicle, his half-length hair covering most of his face.

His heart softened for a moment, and he couldn't help walking over, pushing the hair on his face aside.

Lu Shuo just opened his eyes at this time, and the two of them met each other, silent for a while.

Lu Shuo's turbid eyes gradually cleared up. He saw the person who was about to fall on him, and he yawned naturally, "Is it time to get off work?"

Guan Lin got up quickly, closed his eyes and slowed down his abnormal heartbeat, and said nonchalantly, "Get off work early today, and I'll take you to get your hair cut."

Lu Shuo had just had a full sleep and was in a good mood.

He lifted a lock of hair from the side of his face and took a look.

This body originally had half-length hair, but it hasn't been cut for seven or eight months, and it has grown so long that it covers the neck.

When Guan Lin said this, Lu Shuo couldn't help but miss his cropped hair, which was refreshing, easy to clean and easy to wear a protective hat.

"Then go."

He smiled at Mr. Guan, and stretched out a hand, "Help me, my back is hard from sleep."

Guan Lin's eyes flickered slightly, and he walked over and hugged his whole body.

It was lighter than expected, and it didn't meet the weight that a grown man should have, let alone the fetus in his stomach.

Guan Lin's heart ached slightly.

Lu Shuo was picked up inexplicably, and just about to struggle, the man put him on the ground. His legs and feet were a little numb, and he leaned against the man's tall body.

Guan Lin wrapped his arms around his waist reflexively, but was reluctant to let go.

He asked the system: "How much favorability do you have now?"

"55."

Guan Lin frowned, less than he expected. He thought that his current feelings for the youth should be above the passing line.

999, "Men, I always think that I am affectionate, and I am the one who moves me."

Guan Lin, "..."

Lu Shuo didn't let him hold him for long, and his legs let go without numbness.

Guan Lin struggled for a while, and took the young man to the studio where he usually repaired his appearance.

Because it was a temporary decision and there was no appointment, when they arrived at the studio, there happened to be other guests inside.

Still an acquaintance.

Lu Shuo glanced at the man who was cutting his hair, and the side profile made him feel a little familiar.

After a while, an older man walked over from the customer area, and greeted them warmly before approaching.

"Guan Zong, what a coincidence, are you coming to get a haircut too?"

"Come with a friend." Mr. Guan reached out to shake his hand, polite and reserved.

The man didn't care about his alienated attitude, and turned to Lu Shuo, "Dr. Lu, long time no see."

Lu Shuo nodded, his attitude was similar to Guan Lin's, "Mr. Li, long time no see."

Guan Lin was a little surprised, "Do you know each other?"

In his impression, the young man's social circle is very narrow, and he did not expect to know people in the business field.

Lu Shuo did not deny that when he saw this man, he remembered who the young man he looked familiar to was just now.

It's just that in the past, he was almost unconscious or in pain, and it was the first time I saw him so calm outside.

Mr. Li said: "In the past, thanks to Dr. Lu's care of my Chen Xiao, it's rare to meet him today. I have to thank you very much."

Lu Shuo recognized who he was, and his face paled, "You're welcome."

Mr. Li turned his head and glanced at Guan Lin, and then turned back quickly, with the same smile on his face, "It's a pity that Dr. Lu is not in the hospital. I don't know who to go to if I need anything."

Lu Shuo raised his eyebrows, "Are you still like that?"

Mr. Li's face darkened, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. He laughed, "How could it be? I will still obey the doctor's orders."

Lu Shuo didn't give him face, "That's good."

Mr. Li originally wanted to have a relationship with Guan Lin, but after being disturbed by Lu Shuo, he stopped thinking, turned around and left after saying a word.

The clerk was also very good at reading faces, seeing that they seemed to be having an unpleasant quarrel, he led the two of them to another area, so far away that they couldn't see them.

Guan Lin was a little concerned about what happened just now, "What is he like?"

Lu Shuo didn't want to hide it from him, so he spit out two words, "XN"

Guan Lin, "..."

Guan Lin suddenly felt that Dr. Lu seemed to know too much.

Lu Shuo didn't have the habit of sharing patients' experiences with others, so he stopped talking with only one sentence.

Guan Lin's curiosity was also very limited, so he didn't ask further, just thinking that he had to reconsider the cooperation with Mr. Li just now.

Not long after, a stylist came over and asked Lu Shuo what hairstyle he wanted to change.

Lu Shuo simply said: "Inch head."

The stylist snorted, "Here, customer, are you sure you want a cropped cut?" The prices here are all in four figures, so it would be too wasteful to just cut a cropped cut.

"Sure." Lu Shuo just thinks that the cut is good, and the cut is great.

Mr. Jin, who was at the side, imagined Dr. Lu's cropped hair in his mind, and persuaded him: "Your hair is too short and it is easy to catch cold. You can't just get sick now, you should grow it a little longer."

Lu Shuo was taken aback for a moment, as if he did too.

The stylist said: "It's better to keep it longer, you are so good-looking, it's a pity to only keep a small cut."

Lu Shuo nodded, "I'm so good-looking, it's not a pity to have a bald head."

Guan Lin imagined his bald head again.

no, can't think...

"Forget it, in order not to get sick, let's keep it longer and don't cover your eyes." Lu Shuo didn't insist.

Guan Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

The stylist led Lu Shuo to sit in front of the mirror, and after more than half an hour of fiddling, a fresh and beautiful young man appeared again.

The young man's hair was cut short, revealing a smooth forehead and black eyebrows. The delicate facial features can be seen at a glance. There is no hair covering the cheeks, and there is a soft halo under the light.

"Does it look good?"

The clear voice of the youth sounded.

Guan Lin kept his eyes on the young man, and said involuntarily, "It looks good."

Lu Shuo smiled in satisfaction, "I think it looks good too."

I have to say that this hairstyle is indeed more suitable for the current body than the cropped one. It is the look he likes, and it is good to see it in the mirror every day.

It didn't take long for him to appreciate it, and soon a urge to urinate appeared in his lower abdomen.

Now that the child is one month old, his bladder is oppressed and he can't hold his urine. He told Guan Lin and walked to the bathroom by himself.

When he finished solving his physical problems and came out to wash his hands, he was suddenly bumped from behind, and his body suddenly lost his balance.

Seeing that he was about to hit the sink directly, he reached out his hand in time to support the front glass, and barely stabilized his figure.

There was severe pain in his wrist, his face turned pale, he turned around, and blurted out swear words, "MD, don't you have eyes? Can't see the road?"

The young man who was scolded by him looked no better than him. He came over to support him in a panic, and apologized hastily.