Rebirth: What to do if you fall into a wolf's den

Ever since Ji Yan decided to keep the baby in her belly, her heart has been like the warm sunshine of spring, full of peace and expectation. Every day after dinner, she would choose to stroll in the Fang family's garden, or go to a nearby park alone to enjoy the unique peace.

It was a sunny afternoon, with colorful lights and shadows dancing on the lawn of the park. Ji Yan walked leisurely on the path as usual, feeling the gentle breeze brushing against her cheeks.

Just as she was immersed in the tranquility, a childish voice broke the silence.

"Oh, sorry!" A little boy rushed over from the runway next to him and accidentally bumped into Ji Yan.

Although he didn't run fast, Ji Yan still felt a little surprised. Her body swayed slightly, but she quickly stabilized.

The little boy immediately stopped and looked up at Ji Yan, his eyes full of apology. "Auntie, I'm sorry, I ran too fast and didn't notice you." He lowered his head, his little hands unconsciously clutching the corner of his clothes.

Ji Yan looked down at the little boy, his childish face full of innocent expression. She couldn't help but feel a soft feeling in her heart, and gently stroked her belly, as if she could feel the little life inside was responding to this tenderness.

She smiled and said to the little boy, "It's okay, kid, please be careful when you run next time."

The little boy looked up at Ji Yan's gentle words, his eyes sparkling with curiosity and joy. "Thank you, Auntie!" He smiled slightly, revealing a row of neat baby teeth. Then, he seemed to be interested in this strange auntie and started chatting with her.

"Auntie, are you here for a walk too?" the little boy asked curiously.

"Yes, I come here for a walk every day. What's your name?" Ji Yan replied with a smile.

"My name is Zheng Yuanhao. What's your name, Auntie?" the little boy asked obediently.

"Zheng!" Ji Yan was a little flustered when she heard this surname, as if she was thinking of someone unforgettable, but she immediately came to her senses and said, "Hello, little friend Yuanhao, my name is Ji Yan, you can call me Aunt Yanyan."

"Aunt Yanyan, are you pregnant with a baby?" Zheng Yuanhao remembered how Ji Yan touched her belly just now.

Ji Yan thought of the baby in her belly and nodded with a smile.

"Does the baby in your belly like it here too?" Zheng Yuanhao asked innocently.

Ji Yan smiled gently and replied, "Maybe, he is also enjoying the scenery here with me."

Then Ji Yan remembered that she only saw Zheng Yuanhao alone in the park, and didn't see his parents, so she asked: "Why are you playing here alone? Where are your parents?"

The little boy replied: "My dad is working at home and has no time to accompany me. So I came out to play alone. But I have already told him not to worry about me."

After hearing this, Ji Yan was a little surprised at the little boy's understanding. She said gently, "You are such a good boy. But you should be careful when you play outside alone."

Unconsciously, the two chatted more and more. Ji Yan found that she was now particularly patient with children. She listened to the little boy telling her interesting stories here and shared his happiness and troubles.

The little boy was also attracted by Ji Yan's gentleness and patience. He no longer felt restrained and nervous, but began to open his heart and communicate with Ji Yan.

They chased and played on the grass in the park. Ji Yan played hide-and-seek and football with the little boy. The two seemed to have returned to their carefree childhood. Laughter and shouts echoed over the park.

After a whole afternoon, Ji Yan and the little boy were sweating and panting. But they felt extremely happy and satisfied. Ji Yan looked at the little boy's innocent smile, and her heart was filled with warmth and touching. She seemed to see the shadow of her future child - a lively, cute, innocent little angel.

If there were someone familiar present at this time, they would be surprised to find that the little boy was Zheng Haoqian’s son Zheng Yuanhao.

At this time, Zheng Haoqian was busy discussing an important surgery plan with the Beijing Hospital and could not be with his son. If he knew that his son met Ji Yan in the park and spent a pleasant afternoon with her, he would definitely feel surprised and relieved - because Ji Yan was the person he thought about day and night.

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The golden sunshine filled the park, and the warm afternoon made people feel a little tired. Ji Yan and Zheng Yuanhao played on the bench in the park for the whole afternoon, and their laughter and joy were like the most moving music in this summer.

"Yuanhao, it's getting late. I have to go home." Ji Yan looked at the watch on her wrist and sighed softly. She knew that Zheng Yuanhao would be reluctant to let her go.

"Ah, are you leaving so soon?" Zheng Yuanhao looked up at Ji Yan, his eyes full of regret.

"Yes, we have to go to school tomorrow. You should go back early too, and don't let your father worry." Ji Yan said, patting Zheng Yuanhao's shoulder gently.

Zheng Yuanhao nodded, as if he wanted to say something but didn't.

"Okay, I understand. Aunt Yanyan, please be careful on the road." Zheng Yuanhao responded obediently.

Ji Yan smiled and nodded, then turned and walked out of the park. Her steps were brisk, like a spirit dancing in the sun. Zheng Yuanhao watched her leave until she disappeared in the crowd.

After Ji Yan's figure completely disappeared, Zheng Yuanhao leaned on the bench and fell into deep thought. He recalled the afternoon he spent with Ji Yan, every minute and every second was full of joy. Those laughter, those conversations, those warm moments, all seemed to be imprinted in his heart by the sun.

He suddenly remembered what his father had mentioned about his new mother. He remembered his brother saying that the new mother would be a gentle and kind person who would care about him and take care of him like his biological mother.

He used to feel somewhat resistant and uneasy about this, but now, looking at Ji Yan's departing back, an idea came to his mind: If the new mother could be like Aunt Yanyan, he could accept it.

This thought quietly took root in Zheng Yuanhao's heart, and he felt that his mood seemed to be much lighter. He knew that his father had been working hard to create a better family environment for him, and he also understood that he should learn to accept and cherish it.