Brother, I'm pregnant!

I don't know how long I have been running like this. When I stopped, I was out of breath and my feet were shaking with fatigue. Before I knew it, I had already run away from the school and came to the busy street.

Seeing that the sunset was about to set, the sky began to darken, the temperature began to turn cold, and the people on the street began to rush towards home.

I pursed my lips, found a chair by the side of the road and sat down, my mind was so chaotic that it seemed to explode at any moment, I muttered to myself: "What the hell am I doing..." I often feel that since I Mentioning or thinking of Tong Zheqing will make you feel annoyed and want to go crazy, so why force yourself to think about him?But whenever I don't want to think about it, his face will appear in my mind and fill my whole head.

I leaned my head back on the wooden chair and looked at the evening sky where the night curtain was falling. I could already vaguely see some stars twinkling in the sky.

The air was very cold at the beginning, as soon as I exhaled lightly, white smoke could be seen curling up, and my body began to tremble involuntarily, my lips also turned white, and the teeth in my mouth chattered restlessly.

Although the winter sweater is already very warm, I am not wearing a winter uniform windproof jacket at this time, so I cannot resist the cold wind at all.

I looked at the old coffee shop full of people, and couldn't help but feel envious. I took out my pockets on both sides and found that I was empty.

I looked up and looked for his figure in the surroundings, but the more I looked, the more I felt empty. I knew he would not chase him out. After all, I was the one who made trouble first, and I was the one who wanted to run around. What right do I have to pray for? He came to see me?

Or, maybe a wayward guy like me, he already hated it...

No wonder, no one would like me, I am always selfish and domineering, and I will never know how to treat others well. It is right for him to hate me, because even I hate my own existence.

I buried my face in my knees, my eyes were so sore that it seemed like tears would come out at any moment, but I held back and kept blinking vigorously to force back the tears in my eyes.

I can no longer say that I didn't notice it anymore. Since he came, I feel uneasy, but when I get along with him, I don't feel disgusted, and I even look forward to his every move. Maybe I really like it. My brother is gone.

I can no longer say that I didn't notice the sense of security he gave me. From a young age, when I was crying alone, he would always try to comfort me. Now he will give me a shoulder and gently pat my back. Tell me not to think too much, that's enough for me.

Although sometimes his jokes go too far, but that's okay, as long as he doesn't hate me...

When the hell did my tear ducts get so loose?Thinking of this, my tears were uncontrollable, and all flowed out of my eye sockets, wet my entire cheeks, and then dripped from my chin.

And this cry attracted many passers-by to watch. Even though I buried my face in my knees, they could still hear my sobbing. I couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and quickly forced myself to stop my tears.

Just when I realized that I couldn't stop my tears at all, there was a sudden warmth on my back. I suddenly looked up and found that the man standing in front of me was very familiar.

"Mr. Zilu..." When I raised my head, I quickly wiped away my tears, but I felt a sense of disappointment in my heart.

Mr. Zilu was stunned for a while, then asked, "Why are you crying here alone?"

I thought badly, and he saw it. At this time, I don't want to lie, and I don't want to tell the truth.

I smiled dryly, then glanced to the other side, facing Mr. Zilu with difficulty.

"It's just a bad mood, it's okay."

Mr. Zilu sat next to me without saying a word. He smiled, took off his black coat, covered me, and patted my shoulder.

"Cry under my coat so people won't notice you," he said.

And I was stunned for a moment, and soon burst out laughing, "Is this what attracts attention?" But after I finished speaking, I picked up my coat, covered my face, and secretly shed the tears that no one had just shed. come out.

And the jacket smelled like Mr. Zilu, with a faint cologne smell on it, and at the same time exuded the mature smell of a man.

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Holding a mug of hot cocoa in my hand, I looked at Mr. Zilu at the opposite table, who was drinking his coffee leisurely, and the two of us were sitting in the coffee shop where I was looking forward to quenching my thirst just now.

I always feel that... I have caused a lot of trouble for others, and my heart is not very balanced.

Mr. Zilu put down his coffee, frowned deeply, and said, "If you have something on your mind, you can actually say it, but if you really don't want to say it, I won't force you."

I hesitated for a while, and finally burst out: "That, that, Mr. Zilu, you don't hate homosexuality, do you?" Mom, this is the first time I ask someone like this!And I immediately regretted it after asking, maybe he would think I was disgusting...

But I saw Mr. Zilu giggled, "Then how do you interpret the time I kissed your cheek?" He asked me back, and I immediately remembered the kiss he left on my cheek, and I couldn't help feeling awkward.

"So... you also like men, boys?" This question is really hesitant, and there is nothing easy to express.

Mr. Zilu replied directly, and then added: "Especially you."

This sentence made my whole body tense up instantly. Should I say it was shyness or embarrassment, both, but the element of embarrassment was much higher.

I smiled stiffly and said, "Mr. Zilu really likes to joke."

He rested his chin in his hand and replied with a serious face: "I'm not joking."

After that, I didn't know what to do next, I just quickly put aside the topic and pretended nothing happened, but I envied that Mr. Muzi Lu could be so frank without blushing or panting.

And I finally made up my mind to speak out the problem in my heart. After hesitating for a long time, I finally said: "Then... what should I do if I like someone I shouldn't like, and he is a boy?"

His eyes lowered slightly, as if he was thinking.

"Does the other party like you?" he asked.

I froze for a moment, although he once said that he likes it, but I still don't understand what that liking means, even if I was done that day, I kept pretending that he was joking too much.

What is Tong Zheqing's feelings for me? I guessed and doubted again and again. I am also Zhang Er King Kong who can't figure it out, but I hold an expectation that I can't figure out.

"I don't know..." My shoulders slumped in disappointment.

Mr. Zilu showed a smile, that smile was really gentle, I couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

"Let me guess." Mr. Zilu said, that gentle smile suddenly became a little cunning.

"Could it be your brother you're talking about now?"

Ga!Again, he speaks quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately. When I discussed with him last time, he also directly pointed out my points, and this time he was even more merciless!

I was in a daze for a long time, not knowing how to resolve this embarrassment.

"You... I asked you before, but you cleverly avoided it. I have already seen this matter, and you don't have to pretend." Mr. Zilu said proudly, then pointed at me and continued. : "Everything is really written on your face." I was told by him before, but now I am very unwilling to be told by him again.

Mr. Zi and Mr. Zilu are not gentle at all. I found that he actually enjoys teasing me, right?

I froze, but I didn't know how to justify it, but there was nothing to say, so I sighed and said, "It's my brother..."

Zilu couldn't stop laughing, which made me annoyed, "I, I knew you could laugh!"

He waved his hand and said no, saying that he was amused to see my awkward appearance, but this explained that I was still dissatisfied.

"You are often obsessed with your obsessions." Mr. Zilu smiled, his expression suddenly a little lost, as if he was thinking about something seriously, he picked up the coffee again and drank it, but this time it was full of melancholy.

"Tong Ling."

Before I could react, I paused for a long time before responding: "Huh?"

"Have you ever thought about conveying your heart to your brother?"

I bowed my head, I hadn't thought about this matter at all, I'm a stubborn guy, I can't do anything to confess, not to mention I don't know if Tong Zheqing is serious now.

There are many, many things that prevent me from saying "like" easily.

Mr. Zilu could guess what I was thinking when I bowed my head and said nothing. The two of us were embarrassed for a long time before he said: "...I confessed to you, and you are constantly avoiding me, aren't you?"

At this moment, I feel like I'm sitting on pins and needles, and I don't want to look at Mr. Shangzi Lu, but I don't know what to say.

"But Mr. Zilu always speaks lightly, as if he was joking."

Mr. Zilu didn't speak any more, and he didn't look at me at the moment. His eyes wandered to the window, and he looked at the scenery outside the window quietly.

I was also frightened by the cold atmosphere. I was alone with my head down, not knowing what to say or what to do. I just held my hands together, showing a nervous and restless look.

When I raised my head, Zilu had already stood up. I watched his actions and suddenly felt flustered. Seeing him walk away, I gasped for an instant, and my mind became confused again.

"Mr. Zilu...!" I also stood up and followed closely behind Zilu, but no matter how I called him, he ignored me.

Could it be that I made him angry? !

Tong Ling, Tong Ling!You are really a complete failure in life!

Mr. Zilu left the coffee shop angrily and went to the street, and I followed all the way, but I didn't dare to grab his arm and tell him to stop.

All the way, I was thinking why I pissed him off, did I say something wrong just now?Or am I just doing something wrong?The more I think about it, the more panicked I become, the more at a loss.

"Mr. Zilu, I..." When I was halfway through speaking, Mr. Zilu suddenly turned his head and looked at me with cold eyes, and I hesitated to speak.

"You said that I... always speak easily?" He said in a low voice.

Now I don't know how to respond to him at all, I just stare into his eyes with fear, and before I can react, his hand brushes across my face and props himself on the tree behind me.

And his face suddenly moved closer, only a few centimeters away from me.

"If I'm joking, then why did I kiss your face? And tell you that I've been paying attention to you for a long time?" He whispered in my ear, making my face hot.

But the cowardly me didn't know what to say, I just rounded my eyes and was speechless.

"Tong Ling, let me tell you again, I like you, and it's definitely not a joke."

I hesitated and glanced to the other side, what should I say... But I know that I can't accept Mr. Zilu, after all, I don't like him that much, and I hope he is just joking with me , but this time his face was very serious.

And Mr. Zilu's hand suddenly lifted my chin up, making me stare at him.

Mr. Zilu said in a cold tone, "Even if you don't like me, don't run away from me."

I slightly lowered my eyelashes and looked towards the floor, but this action seemed to have aroused Mr. Zilu's dissatisfaction. He directly clasped my hands and pressed them on my head, and suddenly my whole back was pressed on the trunk.

Just when I was about to cry out the pain, Mr. Zilu's lips had already kissed. If you say the kiss was more like biting, the force was very strong. I almost kissed him with my mouth open, but his tongue suddenly slipped into his mouth. into my mouth, and when I retracted my tongue, he clung to me tightly...not letting me escape at all.

When I was about to die, he left.

I opened my eyes wide and touched my mouth, which still had a lot of ambiguous saliva.

I covered my eyes with my hands, bowed my head, and said nothing.

"Mr. Zilu, I'm sorry...but I can't like you."

Mr. Zilu smiled, then patted my head lightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I was too impulsive, I must have scared you."

No, to be honest, the scare index of Tong Zheqing's Overlord is still better.

"Tong Ling, you don't hate me, do you?" He asked with worried eyes, and he was relieved when I shook my head and said no.

Maybe I never thought that Mr. Xia was a treacherous person. To me, he was just a gentle big brother, but sometimes he was a little scary.

When he finished asking me if I hated him, he hugged me, and I hugged him back reflexively.

But I was clumsy and didn't notice that Mr. Xia Zilu showed a treacherous smile at that time.