Quickly wear the heartthrob: She is always coveted by others

"Tu Bai seems to be pregnant, the child is yours."

Listen, does this sound like human language?

Yu Huan started to suspect too early, there was something wrong with his hearing.

She yawned sleepily, making sure that today was not April Fool's Day. She didn't take Song Yang's "joke" early in the morning seriously at all and hung up the phone.

Not long after, there was another knock on the door downstairs.

Yu Huan opened his eyes wide and sat up in shock from his dying dream.

Are you going to let me sleep?

Who is it this time again?

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The perspective returns to Song Yang's house.

Let’s go back to last night.

Tu Bai came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. He supported himself against the wall with one hand and gasped twice.

Song Yang came out of the kitchen and happened to see him looking unwell, so he couldn't help but ask, "Tu Bai, you look so bad, do you have a cold?"

Tu Bai pressed his chest. He couldn't explain what the feeling was. His chest felt stuffy and his stomach was uncomfortable. It was a very strange feeling.

He pondered for a moment, found the right adjective, and then moved his lips and said: "I don't have a cold, I just feel a little nauseous...I want to vomit."

Song Yang's first reaction was, "Did you eat something unclean and have a stomachache?"

Tu Bai shook his head gently and was about to say something when he suddenly frowned, turned around hurriedly, bent over and vomited into the sink.

The sound of vomiting created a strong echo in the bathroom, successfully attracting Zhu Xiu Yu's attention. He put the computer on his lap on the sofa and walked over quickly in his flip-flops.

In the bathroom, Tu Bai left the door ajar, and the sound of vomiting could be heard intermittently. He could block out the person but not the sound.

Zhu Xiuyu looked around the bathroom, then looked at Song Yang and asked curiously, "What happened to Bunny? Did he have an upset stomach?"

His first reaction was the same as Song Yang's, to retreat.

But Song Yang didn't know the details. Tu Bai vomited before he could answer his question. Everything would have to wait until someone came out.

Zhu Xiu Yu remembered that Song Yang's family had some Fu Ke An pills, so he asked him to take them out first. Song Yang agreed and turned to go to the bedroom.

Zhu Xiu Yu walked to the dining table in front of the kitchen, picked up the kettle, and poured a glass of warm water into the glass.

Three minutes later—

Tu Bai came out of the bathroom. Probably because he had just washed his face, the hair on his forehead was half wet and dripping, and his face looked a little pale.

"Are you okay? Drink some warm water first."

Zhu Xiu Yu handed the glass over, Tu Bai whispered thank you, took it and took a sip.

Song Yang brought over the Fukan tablets. Tu Bai hesitated for a moment. Although he didn't feel any stomachache, he still followed the instructions and swallowed four tablets mixed with warm water.

Seeing that he had taken the medicine, Song Yang asked him: "How do you feel now?"

"......Not bad." Tu Bai replied with a forced smile, hiding his still uncomfortable "condition".

It was too late, and he didn't want to trouble Song Yang and Zhu Xiu Yu anymore, so he planned to go to the hospital alone tomorrow.

Song Yang and Zhu Xiu Yu didn't think too much about it. When they heard him say that it was okay, they let the matter go and let him rest early.

Tu Bai smiled slightly and said okay.

Late at night, Song Yang and Zhu Xiu Yu both fell asleep.

In the bedroom, Song Yang slept on the bed and Zhu Xiu Yu slept on the floor.

"Tick."

"Tick."

The faucet in the kitchen dripped water into the sink.

The clock above the TV slowly turned, and the hands made a clicking sound, which was cleverly staggered with the sound of dripping water.

in the living room.

Tu Bai lay on the sofa, holding a pillow in his arms, tossing and turning from time to time, listening to the unusually clear noise in his ears, his feet curled up involuntarily, and he couldn't fall asleep.

After a while, he slowly stood up, lowered his eyes and rubbed his stomach, then walked towards the door silently with his feet closed, and opened the door of the apartment with a "click".

......

The next morning, Song Yang was the first to get up. As soon as he walked into the kitchen, he found something wrong.

Why are there so many footprints and weeds on the floor?

Did a thief break into the house last night?

He half-knelt down, following the dried footprints from the entrance to the living room, and finally stopped at the balcony.

Wait, where is Tu Bairen?

Song Yang looked towards the sofa suddenly. It was completely empty. Not only were there no people, but even all the pillows were gone!

Could it be that Tu Bai was murdered?

The thief also stole his pillow?

Song Yang began to daydream and his expression became a little serious.

He picked up the broom leaning against the wall, deliberately lightened his steps, and walked towards the quiet balcony step by step.

Zhu Xiu Yu was a light sleeper. After Song Yang woke up, he also got up with a laugh, still wearing flip-flops, and his steps made loud clacking sounds.

Song Yang, who was tiptoeing, was startled by his footsteps.

The balcony was still quiet.

Song Yang simply stopped pretending and went straight to the balcony.

His balcony was empty, with nothing but a clothes drying rack and a mat. The first thing Song Yang saw was a cardboard box.

In other words, a large cardboard box split into four sides forms a square space that is large enough to accommodate a living person.

The missing Tu Bai was lying inside.

The corners of Song Yang's mouth twitched twice, and he pinched the small white and purple flowers hanging above the cardboard box with his fingers. If he remembered correctly, they were just the bicolor jasmine planted in the flower bed downstairs, and they smelled terrible.

He threw the small flower away in disgust and waved it in front of his nose.

Looking inside the cardboard box again, I saw Tu Bai sleeping on his side on a mat, with colorful wild flowers and leaves under him, and the missing pillows were piled neatly beside him.

Song Yang was stunned.

So, Tu Bai went out to pick flowers late last night?

Zhu Xiuyu, who had just finished washing up, came over and took a look. Thinking he was well-informed, he exclaimed, "What is this? Snow White or Thumbelina?"

"do not know."

Song Yang decided to wake up the person first.

"Tu Bai, Tu Bai, wake up."

Zhu Xiu Yu took out his cell phone and took several photos with a smile. Song Yang rolled his eyes at him, but he didn't stop. Of course, he had to help Tu Bai preserve this dark history.

......

After Tu Bai woke up, the three of them moved their conversation to the dining table, and Song Yang put all the pillows on the balcony back on the sofa.

As for the messy cardboard boxes on the balcony and the pile of smelly wild flowers and leaves, Tu Bai whispered that he would be responsible for cleaning them up, so Song Yang ignored them for the time being.

"Tu Bai, what on earth is going on?"

Song Yang looked at him puzzledly, hoping that he could give a reasonable explanation for the chaos on the balcony.

Zhu Xiu Yu bit a piece of bread in his mouth, drank a sip of milk, and put on a melon-eating face. He also wanted to know what Tu Bai was thinking last night.

Under the gaze of the two, the young man lowered his eyes and said slowly: "I don't know if you are willing to believe this reason, but what I said is true!"

Seeing this, Song Yang and Zhu Xiuyu became more curious, and urged him tacitly, saying "Just tell me", "We believe you", "We are all good brothers, we can understand you."

Perhaps because he believed them, the boy touched his belly, a glimmer of maternal love flashed in his eyes, his cheeks blushed, and he said somewhat embarrassedly: "I think... I'm pregnant."

Song Yang: "......"

Zhu Xiuyu: "......"

The two were petrified on the spot, and were shocked to the point of being burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.