You are really not the father of the child

In fact, Yan Qing himself hadn't had time to digest the news that Hu Ranran sent him.

He hastily clutched the note tightly in his hands, subconsciously trying to cover up this matter first - he has been humiliated in front of Geng Yihuai enough times.

His palms were sweating, and the thorns all over his body were blooming due to tension, and his face was full of resistance.

The hand that Geng Yihuai just raised froze in mid-air, unexpectedly he turned around and entered the door without asking any further questions.

Yan Qing heaved a sigh of relief, carefully stuffed the message charm into his pocket, and followed the man step by step.The two walked silently one after the other, walking through the empty house.

Until watching Geng Yihuai sit down on the bar counter of the restaurant and smoke a cigarette slowly, Yan Qing still didn't know what the man was thinking.

Could it be that while feeling that he is irresponsible, he also feels that he is insincere and hides even a spell?

When Geng Yihuai was a human before, he never thought much about it. He has seen a lot in human society these years. Yan Qing has his own set of rules for getting along with humans, but it is different from the monster race.

He has never been a popular monster.

"I……"

"You—" Geng Yihuai paused, looked at Yan Qing, as if to let Yan Qing speak first.

Yan Qing: "I... I actually have nothing to say, I just said it at the door. What does Mr. Geng want to say?"

Geng Yihuai looked down at the empty bar and nodded: "I can't control my temper sometimes, forgive me."

This is basically equivalent to writing off the meaning of those things before.

Yan Qing blinked, couldn't control the corners of his mouth, and his voice returned to normal volume: "Mr. Geng obviously has a good temper! I ate food stalls yesterday, and I found out after eating that you don't like seafood..." The young man was a little ashamed , "You have been eating with us for so long, and I don't know where to say-"

He wanted to say, "Where did you find something sad?" But after a pause, he felt that it seemed inappropriate to say that.After all, until now, Geng Yihuai has never told him why he got up and left after learning about the idea of ​​Northwest Sea Candle Dragon.

But Geng Yihuai seemed to know what he didn't say. He moved his hand on the table lightly, and tapped the table with his fingertips regularly, making a small sound.

"It's really not a big deal," he said.

Yan Qing tilted his head, and responded inexplicably: "Ah, um."

Geng Yihuai: "..." Seeing that the little flower demon didn't understand and was embarrassed to ask more questions.

He sighed, thinking about sitting at the desk in the office during the day, and the French windows of the business building overlooking the vast scenery of Yangcheng, but nothing caught his eyes.

He looked at the document, but the feeling of scratching his heart and lungs was like bone marrow, and he couldn't stop for a moment.

Geng Yihuai raised his eyes, looked across the bar, and stared straight at the little flower demon sitting opposite him.

I still want to ask him what happened to the man in the bathroom on the day of the blind date.

I may have really fallen.

he thinks.

But he didn't ask, he just chuckled lightly, broke the silence, and said, "I was in a hurry this morning, so I didn't seriously welcome you in, sorry."

The little flower demon's neck immediately turned red: "No need, no need, I was the one to rub it..."

Geng Yihuai pointed to the top of his head.

Yan Qing raised his hand subconsciously, caught off guard, and touched the small branch protruding above his head.

Yan Qing: "..." I suddenly realized why Geng Yihuai often slapped him on the head.

Geng Yihuai carefully observed the changes in Yan Qing's expression: "It's okay, no embarrassment."

"..." Yan Qing's face turned red along with his neck.

Geng Yihuai admired the other party's embarrassed and cute expression for a while, and as the setting sun completely fell into the forest, he stood up, walked through the darkness, and slowly turned on the lights in the restaurant.

He turned around and walked towards the study, his deep voice came into Yan Qing's ears: "I agree with your proposal just now."

There was a sound of closing the door, and the owner of the voice was isolated in the study, leaving Yan Qing sitting alone on the bar in a daze.

Tao Ning is not here tonight, the usual sound of the piano is gone when the night sky arrives, and the empty house is quiet.

For a while, Yan Qing didn't understand what Geng Yihuai's last sentence meant, and returned to his side room in a daze.

He didn't have much luggage, only daily necessities and a stack of books that witnessed various inspirations and ideas, plus some screenwriting books.The flowers and plants on the roof hadn't been moved yet, so he originally planned to discuss with the landlord to continue renting the roof alone - after all, before coming here, he wasn't sure that Geng Yihuai would agree to bring a bunch of flowers and plants to live in.

but……

Yan Qing turned his head and glanced out the window, the lights in the greenhouse were not turned on, and by the moonlight that had just risen, he could only vaguely see the colorful fields.

There is still a small open space in the greenhouse, which seems to be able to put some more things.

Geng Yihuai shouldn't mind, right?He will ask Geng Yihuai tomorrow if he can put his flowers and plants in the greenhouse, and pay more rent.

Discuss this matter with Geng Yihuai. In two days, we will go across to discuss the details. Well, there is also the matter of the child during the pollination period...

He took out the crumpled yellow talisman paper from his pocket and quickly flattened it.

The spell that Hu Ranran gave him clearly stated that the rose demon clan had a completely different period from other demon clans: the pollination period.The pollination period will not only produce uncontrollable demand, but also have a certain probability of successful self-pollination and give birth to new life.

And this "certain probability" criterion is that it is more sensitive to temperature fluctuations, the demon power will often break temporarily due to the supply of new demon pills, and the ability to control the main body shape will always be unable to resist the emergence of flower buds and other behaviors.

Perfect hit.

Yan Qing: "..."

A little autistic.

But I have to accept it.

One word, worry.

He lay directly on the empty desk, tilting his head, thinking uncontrollably in his mind that he might slowly feel a little demon pill forming in his body, and then he gave birth to this child...

Complicated feelings.Bitterness, bitterness, joy and sorrow.

Yan Qing is very clear that in the deepest part of these emotions, he does not resist, and even has some expectations and hopes.He would have a child of his own, of his own kind, probably a sweet little Rose, and he would not be alone again.

pretty good.

He thought wildly for a while, and finally was interrupted by a phone call.

"Brother Shen?"

"Yan Qing, I've made an appointment for you."

Maybe it's because the events of the past two days came one after another, Yan Qing's mind was still on the matter of the child a second ago, and now he was stunned: "Appointment? What appointment?"

"Blind date, haven't you seen all the pictures of girls?"

Yan Qing was startled, subconsciously let go, and the phone fell on the table with a "clang".The voice of Shen Xin who was asking on the phone was heard next to his ear, but another voice sounded in his mind.

With magnetism, covered with mist, rubbing/stroking his ears bit by bit.

He seemed to understand what Geng Yihuai's last sentence meant.

—— "If you are unhappy, we can arrange another blind date! How about it?"

—— "I agree with your proposal just now."

This time, the flower buds on the top of Yan Qing's head stretched out completely, and the green branches and leaves swayed slowly, while the uppermost flower buds became more and more bright red.

He muttered to himself and said to the other end of the phone: "Brother Shen, I... I won't go, I'm sorry to trouble you."

The moon hides and the sun rises, and the river of stars flows, attracting the blue sky like washing.

Yan Qing put on a scarf, put on his gold-rimmed glasses that covered his face, his wine-red hair was soft and shiny, and the youth's eyes were as clear as light.

He went downstairs and happened to bump into Geng Yihuai and Li Mushan who were talking about the matter.

The man didn't seem to be planning to go to work today. Instead of wearing a shirt in the past, he just put on a gray hooded sweater. Without any repeated patterns, he looked extraordinarily young.

Li Mushan's expression turned slightly subtle immediately.

He didn't know what Geng Yihuai said to Yan Qing after he came back last night, nor did he know what happened on the day of the blind date.

Yan Qing politely said to the two: "Good morning!"

Geng Yihuai nodded: "Okay."

Yan Qing: "..." is really a model of saving words when possible.

Li Mushan: "?" The gentleman actually answered such nonsense!

The three of them had their own thoughts, Yan Qing paused for a while, struggled for a while, then mustered up the courage to step forward, looked up at Geng Yihuai: "A week later, 04:30 in the afternoon, is it okay?"

Geng Yihuai paused the hand holding the coffee cup, and chuckled lightly: "Okay."

Li Mushan: "?" What kind of charades are these two people playing?Suddenly understand why Tao Ning wants to go on vacation.

Yan Qing didn't notice Li Mushan's blank gaze at all, and made an appointment with Geng Yihuai for a "blind date again", and almost left the house with brisk steps.

Naturally, there was no bus next to Geng Yihuai's address, but he didn't ask Geng Yihuai to arrange someone to take him off, and he walked for a while humming a song before getting on the bus.

In the early morning of winter, Yangcheng is always covered with a thin layer of mist, covering one piece after another of high-rise buildings, blocking some light and making it even more chilly.

Yan Qing's chin shrank in the scarf, but the upward arc of the corner of his mouth never disappeared.

Except that he has always regarded himself as a boy and never thought of having children, having a little Rose who is in the same line as him and will not reject him seems to be a good thing that cannot be better.

There is also the cooperation with Hengyue, and the "second blind date" with Mr. Geng.

The doorman of Hengyue didn't stop him this time, Yan Qing hummed the rhyme of classical piano music all the way inside, caught off guard, and saw a few familiar figures at the front desk of Hengyue.

Zhong Fenghe's hoarse voice came: "You must have misunderstood something! Yan Qing stole my idea, resigned and ran away, and you actually wrote a letter to a newcomer who plagiarized?"

The front desk seemed helpless: "I can't do anything about this, I'm just a front desk. Who do you want to meet, I can make an appointment for you."

Zhong Fenghe didn't know if he was angry or what, his face was flushed, and he slapped the table directly when he heard the receptionist's words: "Appointment? I've been here a few times, have you made an appointment? Huh?"

Chen Zizhang and several screenwriters from Fengnian Studio stood aside, not daring to speak.

Yan Qing didn't seem to have expected this situation, he stopped in his footsteps, and was immediately caught by Chen Zizhang who was looking around guiltily.

Chen Zizhang exclaimed subconsciously: "Yan Qing!?"

This yell happened to be when Zhong Fenghe finished his anger and the front desk hadn't spoken yet. The two words easily attracted everyone's attention.

Before Yan Qing could make a detour to walk away, five or six gazes immediately caught him.