you are pregnant with my cub

Dou Ze jumped out of bed, fearing that his parents in the ward would find out, he tiptoed out of the ward, and when he opened the door, he found that Huo Siming was already waiting for him at the end of the corridor. Seeing him coming out, he smiled and turned around to enter the stairwell of the safe passage .The voice-activated light there didn't turn on, and Huo Siming didn't make a sound, so the light remained off.

Dou Zejin was pulling slippers, wearing a cheap cotton vest and big underpants, no matter how you looked at him, he looked like a poor dick, but for some reason, in Huo Siming's eyes, he became a treasure.He followed, but before he could open his mouth, the man leaned over, as if he wanted to hug him, and made an excuse: "I want to touch the child."

Dou Ze turned around and stood against the corner, not giving a chance: "Didn't you touch it this afternoon?"

"I want to touch it again." As he said that, he wanted to touch him. The two of them were too close, their breathing was entangled. Huo Siming's forehead almost touched Dou Ze's face, and he held him with both arms, not daring to use force , afraid of being pushed away.

Dou Ze put his hands on Huo Siming's arms, and tried a little hard not to make him come closer, but outsiders looked like he was asking for a hug. The two of them deliberately lowered their voices, creating an even more ambiguous atmosphere, like meeting secretly in the middle of the night. The mandarin ducks, in this dim space, let go of their lovesickness.He asked, "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to go home and sleep?"

Huo Siming remained silent, and Dou Ze saw his fan-like eyelashes covering his affectionate eyes through the moonlight, and his hands relaxed unconsciously.Huo Siming took advantage of the situation and leaned over, not daring to use force, gently hugged him into his arms, and said, "Dou Ze, I miss you so much..."

Dou Ze remained silent, silently unable to bear to push him away, if one person really paid so much for another person, even a stone made of heart would probably melt.Huo Siming's moist and hot breath hit his neck, causing him to swallow nervously.

Huo Siming didn't seem to be able to hug him enough, he caressed his back with both hands, afraid of being disgusted, he didn't dare to move, his palms were pressed tightly together, his chest was rubbed together through the material of the cloth, and his neck was entwined.After a while, footsteps suddenly came from outside the stairwell, Dou Ze realized where he was, hurriedly pushed Huo Siming away, turned around deliberately, faced the window of the stairwell, and asked, "Then what are you doing at night?" Where do you sleep?"

"In this ward." Huo Siming pointed to a ward facing the stairwell, where the door was open, revealing a sofa inside.

The nurse who was changing shifts walked past the stairs and turned a corner, and Dou Ze breathed a sigh of relief. Huo Siming was about to lean over again, so he stretched out his hand to stop him, saying, "Don't come again, I won't be able to bear it anymore." beat you."

Mr. Huo just raised his hands, couldn't help laughing, and said, "Then I'll tell you to beat me up, and give me a hug again, okay?"

"..." Dou Ze didn't take his words, and said in a different way: "Why do you treat the hospital like a hotel?"

"You're worried about Uncle, I'm worried about you." Huo Siming took his hand and said, "Let's talk in the room, there are mosquitos here."

"Brother Huo..." Dou Ze pulled out his hand and put it in the pocket of his underpants. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't bear to say it, and sighed, "It's almost eleven o'clock, don't you have to go to work tomorrow? "

Huo Siming lowered his head, turned around, leaving behind a lonely figure, and said, "Go to sleep, I'll smoke a cigarette..."

"When did you start smoking?" Dou Ze asked.

Huo Siming didn't answer, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, then went to touch the lighter, his movements were skillful, obviously he had already smoked for a while.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Dou Ze reached out to touch his arm and said, "Didn't you never smoke before?"

"I just quit in recent years, the bad habit left by me when I was young." When he said this, he twisted off the cigarette in his hand, threw it into the trash can next to him, and said, "Forget it, Stop smoking, go to sleep."

Dou Ze's curiosity came up, and he asked, "How did you learn to smoke?"

Huo Siming turned around: "When I was in school, junior high school, it was natural. Didn't you pass it then?"

Dou Ze curled his lips and said, "I tried it when I was playing with my classmates. I choked to death and pretended to be handsome. Later, my sister found out, scolded me, and never touched him again."

Huo Siming let out a low laugh from his throat, didn't answer, just smiled.Dou Ze was embarrassed by his laugh, and asked, "Am I a bit worthless?"

Huo Siming shook his head and said, "No, he's very promising, but a little cute." He laughed again.

Dou Ze ignored him and asked, "Then why did you quit?"

Huo Siming restrained his smile, and after a while, he looked at Dou Ze and said, "Because my brothers said that I looked like a bastard crawling out of the world...so, I gave up everything on my body that might be called It's a dirty trick."

His tone was ordinary, but it made Dou Ze shudder for no reason. He was a little cowardly for a while, not knowing what to say, and after a long time, he touched Huo Siming's arm with the back of his hand as if comforting him, and said, "You... How could it be low-class? You look like those royal families in foreign countries, my father often praises you for your self-cultivation, and you have rules in how you sit, sleep, and move."

Huo Siming pursed the corners of his lips and hooked them, the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Dou Ze asked again: "Then... when we go to your house, will we meet your brothers?"

"Yes." Huo Siming nodded. "But there are not many to be seen, only one remains, and the rest are dead."

"..." Dou Ze couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Huo Siming patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go to sleep, I will go to work directly tomorrow morning, call me later if you need anything."

When Dou Ze returned to the room, his heart was still cold. He actually wanted to ask how Huo Siming's brothers died, but he didn't have the guts to ask again.

The ward was quiet, Dou Aiguo couldn't sleep because of the pain, heard the sound of the door opening, and called him weakly: "Xiao Ze?"

Dou Ze ran into the room with little movement and did not wake Liu Qing from his dream. He turned on the small lamp beside the bed, held Dou Aiguo's hand, and asked, "I'm here, what's the matter, Dad? Is there something wrong? "

"It's okay, it's just a little pain." He was so painful that his breathing was intermittent, but he still comforted Dou Ze, and asked, "What did you do just now?"

"...I went to answer the phone, and my colleague asked me if I would go back to work tomorrow."

"I'm fine here. I'll be fine after the operation. You can go back to work tomorrow." Dou Aiguo said, panting while talking. "Oh, I won't tell you anymore, my wound hurts."

"Well, go to sleep. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it after the illness is cured." He gently helped Dou Aiguo tuck the corner of the quilt.

Huo Siming didn't send him any more messages during the night, and he didn't contact him again when he left in the morning.

Dou Aiguo's body improved after a night of recovery, and he slept for a while in the morning, only waking up when the doctor came to make rounds.Dou Yuan's new unit has more relaxed discipline, and he took three days off to serve his father in the hospital.

At noon, Huo Siming asked Bai Ruoan to go to the hospital to deliver meals. The meal for the whole family was heavier than usual for Dou Ze alone. Bai Ruoan had thin arms and legs, and only when he saw Dou Ze going downstairs did he take the things out of the car and greet him. Father: "Is uncle feeling better?"

"It's much better. I was in so much pain yesterday that I couldn't talk, but I can talk to people today, but I just don't have the strength." He asked again, "How does Huo Siming eat at noon?"

Bai Ruo'an joked, "Isn't seeing each other every day like three autumns? The company has a cafeteria."

"...No." Dou Ze pursed his lips, smiled a little embarrassedly, ignored his teasing, wanted to ask about Huo Siming's family situation, swallowed the words, and said, "Thank you very much." You are here to deliver food, please drive carefully on the road."

Bai Ruo'an waved his hand, sat back in his small car, and drove away.

As soon as he left, Huo Siming called and asked, "Has Xiaobai delivered food?"

Holding the food in one hand and the phone in the other, Dou Ze said, "It's here, what do you have for lunch?"

"...haven't decided yet." He added, "I eat the same as you."

Dou Ze said, "What did you give me? It hasn't been opened yet."

"Braised eggplant, sweet and sour fish, lettuce with garlic, and a sizzling tofu, rice wine egg drop soup." He knew it by heart, and said it without stumbling.

Dou Ze said: "Okay, then you can eat these at noon."

Hearing what he said, Huo Siming came to his senses, smiled, and nodded regardless of whether he could see it or not, and said, "Okay."

Dou Ze hung up the phone, and when he walked into the ward, Dou Yuan first saw the big thermos bucket, but this time he didn't ask any more questions, but took it and opened it, and filled it with rice.Liu Qing came out of the ward and asked, "Can't your dad eat something?"

Dou Yuan said: "Did you forget what the doctor said in the morning? Don't eat it. They will deliver the meal when they can eat it."

Xie Xiaonan had just finished the injection, holding up one hand and pressing the wound with the other, looking at the dishes on the table with her head tilted, her food was delivered after a while, Dou Ze said: "Let Nan Nan eat something first , I'll go see our dad."

Dou Yuan said: "It's okay, you sit down and eat, I'll go."

The siblings gave way to each other, Liu Qing had already sat down to eat, Xie Xiaonan also sat down, she was not very good with chopsticks, but Sheng was quiet and self-sufficient when eating, so that no one bothered.

In the end, Dou Yuan went to the inner room to look after Dou Aiguo, and the father and daughter talked in a low voice inside.

In the afternoon, the nurse came over and said, "If you can bear it, get out of bed and walk around to prevent the wound from sticking to the intestines."

Dou Ze helped Dou Aiguo up and let him move around.After lying down for a day and a night, I should have been happy to have this opportunity to let the wind go, but the wound was too painful, and I was afraid that it would ooze blood if it was not serious.Dou Aiguo leaned on his son with his whole body, not even daring to exert force on his upper limbs. When he sat up, his waist was slightly bent, and his mouth was about to hiss in pain.When he really sat up, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Liu Qing came over to help him wipe it off. Seeing that Dou Aiguo could sit up, she felt relieved, and asked Dou Ze: "It hurts so much, can you wait a little longer before getting out of bed? Look at your dad's sweaty head. "

"When it doesn't hurt anymore, the wound will heal. Maybe the intestines are already glued to the incision, and I will have to have another incision." This was said by Dou Yuan, who had just washed Dou Aiguo clothes to dry.

Dou Ze supported Dou Aiguo and managed to walk around the room by the wall, but it was too late.Dou Aiguo slowly raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's okay, it's okay, Ozawa, take a rest."

Dou Ze helped him to sit down on the sofa beside the bed, sat for 5 minutes, and then helped him back on the bed.

The two walked back and forth a few times in the afternoon, and they became a little more energetic.

Dou Yuan asked Dou Ze: "Are you going to sell your leave tomorrow? Are you still here tonight?"

Dou Aiguo leaned on the bed and interjected: "Xiao Ze, let's go back today, there's nothing wrong here, let's go back to work tomorrow."

Before Dou Ze answered, Huo Siming's call had already arrived.