summer like smoke

The last time I gave birth late, although it was painful, the birth did go smoothly and it didn't take long.But this time, Lin Yan suffered a lot for this pair of impatient little guys who didn't play by the rules.

In the late birth, the amniotic fluid broke and the cervix did not open, but this time it was just the opposite. The labor pains became more frequent and the cervix dilated very quickly, but the amniotic fluid did not break for a long time.

The doctor's suggestion is to get out of bed and walk more.It was a very orthodox suggestion, but to Lin Yan, who was dying of stomach pain, and Xia Zhaoshi, whose heart was hurting like hell, it was a huge bolt from the blue, an unbearable torture.

There is no way, after all, you still have to listen to what the doctor says.Xia Zhaoshi did the same thing last time, mouth to mouth, with a tough but not gentle attitude, he fed Lin Yan a few pieces of extremely high-calorie chocolate, and immediately supported his body firmly, with one hand on his back to help him support, and the other tightly. Hold his hand tightly and cheer him up.

"Hey, hold on, just walk for a while, and you'll be fine in no time." He kissed his beloved's pale and wet temples distressedly.

Lin Yan couldn't stand the pain for a long time. The grievances he suffered at Wanwan's little bastard and that disgusting and cheap taxi driver all burst out in front of his beloved partner, showing weakness and acting like a baby without any concealment. He said: "Well...wait, wait for these two little guys to be born...uh...huh...if he, they are like Wanwan again, they only...only like you...no, if you don't like me... I... I just..."

Xia Zhaoshi was so distressed that he couldn't bear Lin Yan to say another word, so he quickly interrupted: "Okay, okay, how is it possible. If that's the case, I will be the first to let them go." After thinking about it, he laughed again, and moved towards the door. She winked, "Besides, Wan Wan doesn't like you anymore. Look, Wan Wan is so worried that she's about to cry."

Lin Yan was startled, raised his head and looked towards the door, and sure enough, he saw Wan Wan timidly lying on the edge of the door, half of his head was exposed, half of his head was hidden behind, his eyes were rolling with tears , Seeing Lin Yan glance at him, he held back for a few seconds until he could not hold back, his small mouth shrunk, and the tears poured down like a faucet turned on.

"Woo... Mom, Mom... I, I was wrong... Woooo... I was wrong... I can't do it anymore... Woooo..."

Wanwan rushed over crying and wailing, but fortunately a doctor's assistant had quick eyes and quick hands, and stopped him at the last moment.Otherwise, Lin Yan would definitely not be able to bear being thrown by the little guy with all his strength.

Seeing his son crying so hard that he was out of breath and his face was dirty, Lin Yan looked amused and couldn't help feeling distressed. He raised his hand and rubbed his little hairy head vigorously, and then squeezed it down hard. His face was right for punishment, his voice could not conceal his weakness but his momentum remained undiminished, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Okay, I'm not dead yet, why are boys crying? Uh... um... huh... still Yes, what did you call me just now? Mom?"

Wan Wan rubbed her eyes and said in a sticky voice, "Woo...you can't call me little daddy, and you can't call me mom...then...what should I call you..."

The opportunity has come.

Lin Yan narrowed his eyes calculatedly, and slowly said word by word, "You call me Dad, or Xia Zhaoshi...well, it doesn't matter, mom or daddy."

Xia Zhaoshi: "..." There are black lines all over her head.

Wanwan was regretting and feeling distressed, and without thinking about it, she nodded her head like something, and agreed pitifully with tears in her eyes: "Enen! Dad! Woooo...Dad, are you in pain? Is it very painful? When the younger brothers and sisters are born, I'll spank them for you..."

"Uh……"

Well, it's okay if you don't talk about it, but as soon as you talk about it, Lin Yan screamed in pain and fell into Xia Zhaoshi's arms while pressing his stomach.

Twins are not easy to have.

Walking back and forth in the bedroom for about thirty laps, more than half an hour, almost made Lin Yan's knees go limp, and he knelt on the ground. Until then, the amniotic fluid burst as he wished.Xia Zhaoshi quickly carried the man back to the bed and lay half-sat on the bed, starting the more painful second stage of labor.

"Uh... ah..."

"Yeah, just like that, with a little more force."

"Wife, wife, did you hear that, you did a good job, be good, use a little more force."

"Wuuu... Dad... I want Dad... I don't want younger siblings... They are too bad..." (Ahem, Wanwan, when you were in your father's belly, it wasn't so good... )

"Hmm... ho... ah!"

"Inhale, exhale, and exhale slowly. That's right, push it out, and you can already see the fetus' head."

"Honey! The baby's head is coming out! It will be ready soon! Come on, you are the best."

"Wuuu... Dad! You don't want to die! I love Dad the most! Wuuu... Wanwan was wrong... Wanwan wants Dad..."

"..." Lin Yan not only felt that his stomach was going to hurt to death, but also that his ears were going to be squeaked to death. Finally, he couldn't help but stand up and shout at the noise sources on both sides, "What are you two doing?" I shut up! Uh... ah..."

A fetus in the womb actually slid out following his yell.

"Wow wow wow!"

The second one was not to be outdone, and the position quickly dropped to the production port.Lin Yan sucked in his breath and exerted all his strength, the pain was so painful that he almost passed out.The third child is a bit larger than the second child, which made Lin Yan suffer a lot of time before the final victory.

At the end of the birth, Lin Yan was sweating profusely, his mind was blurred, and his voice was hoarse.He simply let go of the armrest, squeezed Xia Zhaoshi's left hand with his left hand as if venting his anger, and tightly grabbed Wan Wan's collar with his right hand, first turned his head towards the culprit who caused him such pain at this moment, and mercilessly cursed:

"Ah...Xia Zhaoshi...you...you bastard..."

Xia Zhaoshi nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, yes! I'm an asshole, I'm an asshole! This one will never give birth again! Even if you don't have a daughter, I won't allow you to have another child!"

The newly born second child is still a little bastard with handles, Lin Yan knows it, but he doesn't want to care about it anymore.Forget it, he really doesn't want to, and he probably won't be able to have another son. A son is a son. Although he is not the daughter he dreams of, but it's the flesh that fell from him anyway, isn't it possible that it really doesn't hurt?If the one in his womb is not a daughter, it can only mean that Lin Yan is really destined to have no daughter, and he cannot force it.

After closing his eyes and panting for a few breaths, Lin Yan opened his eyes, and with the last of his strength, he told Xiao Wanwan who was crying on the right side, word by word, earnestly: "Little thing, you...you... Uh...if...if...you dare to bear children for others...don't even think about...uh...stepping into this family again!"

"..." Xia Zhaoshi really felt that his wife could still think of such a question at this moment, it was really...

Wan Wan witnessed the pain of her father giving birth to such a child, she was scared to death, thinking how could she give birth to someone else in the future!It's almost as good as letting others give birth to him!So she nodded desperately with tears in her eyes.

"Well...I don't have children, I don't have children...I let others give birth to me...I only let others give birth to me."

When Lin Yan heard this, he smiled with satisfaction and relief, rubbed Wanwan's little face, and said admiringly, "Well, good son, that's right."

Seeing this, Xia Zhaoshi really scratched the wall and hit the wall in every way, and really wanted to howl like a wolf: "Okay!"How old is Wanwan now? You don't care about him in the future!Let's talk about it after giving birth to this in the stomach! ……Tearful.

Finally, after another hour, the little princess of the Xia family, the obedient daughter whom Lin Yan had been looking forward to for most of her life, was born.

This labor really tortured Lin Yan for too long, from the morning of the first day to the morning of the next day.The names of the two babies were still chosen by Lin Yan, so they also have Lin Yan's...simple and crisp style──The elder brother is called Xia Chen, and the younger sister is called Xia Chao (heh, hehe, hehehe... this is indeed... ...is simple enough).

Therefore, the story of Lin Yan and Xia Zhaoshi can almost say goodbye to everyone after writing here, and the next thing is that the children and grandchildren have their own blessings.

For example, Wan Wan did what she said, even if she got together with a man in the future, she resolutely overwhelmed the other party and asked the other party to give him a child. (Friendly disclosure, many years later, Li Weizhe stared dumbfoundedly at the gorgeous face, haughty and arrogant personality, just like Lin Yan, at first glance, it should be a summer evening kid's shoe from "Monster Shoujun", but unexpectedly When Lin Yuzhe, who was proudly hugging his big belly and looking extremely embarrassed, came to their house to "offer a job", he kicked over the chair in anger and shouted in disbelief, "Damn it! It's for Xia Zhaoshi to raise a kid!" They raised it at home! Wow, haha~ This really made Lin Yanxiao blossom! How about Li Weizhe, who didn’t want me back then, now that the retribution has come, you have learned a lesson~ Heh heh~ It’s all said that people are acting like gods I'm watching, it's not that the time has not come yet~~ Besides, young master Li, you forgot that there is a kind of attack in this world, called evil beauty attack... There is also a kind of CP in this world, called Merry Peacock Attack x Cool and Ascetic Shou... Wow, what a sad story!)

Xia Chen is a good boy, he has learned the true story of Xia Zhaoshi, he hides a knife in his smile, is sinister and cunning, and has a dark belly (are you sure... this is called... a "good" child...!?), but Lin Yan is very pleased with his sexual orientation , finally... no longer entangled with men and abused them, but found a little beauty to be his wife.The little beauty is stupid, with a fluffy personality, and is very cute (well, yes, this is a typical cute little romance story).

But the most eye-catching thing is the little princess who is loved by thousands of people, the jewel in the palm of the Xia family, Xia Chao.Lin Yan really loves this precious daughter to death. Since she was a pet, she has always been upset that such a sweetheart will marry a man in the future and have children for him!In the end... it turns out that he really underestimated Chao Chao, and even more so, the genes of the Xia family...

Twenty years later, Xia Chao simply came home with a beautiful woman with a big belly in his arms, and the first thing he said was: "She is my woman. What is inside is my son."

"..."

(Do you still remember what I said at the beginning of the episode, this is an era of same-sex births, not just men and boys... Well, I will run away from the pot, I am so irresponsible...)

This is the end of their story, and Xiaochu will be a literary artist in the end.Maybe some people think that Xia Zhaoshi and Lin Yan are like this, because they are of the same kind, so the feeling of keeping each other warm is not love, but if there is only one unique person in this world who can make you feel warm and save your life, then why not? love.

In addition to love, it is still an inseparable dependence.

They never said a word of "I love you" to each other in their life, but they did, and they lived their whole lives in love.

──End──

postscript

In fact, every time I type the title, I feel quite embarrassed, because I think these two words are very formal, but Xiao Chu is just a little transparent who writes online novels, and I always feel a little unusable.But this time the epilogue is not only the epilogue of "To Summer Like Smoke", but also the epilogue of Xiaochu's three years of writing.

First let me talk about some feelings and experiences about writing.Xiaochu has been admitting to everyone in "The Author Has Something to Say" about Xiaochu's writing problems. The first is that there are too many descriptions, wordy, repetitive, procrastinating, and so on. There are many hard injuries. Xiaochu I know it all, and I am very speechless, but as I said before, it may really be because the composition education I received since childhood was the type of exaggerated rhetoric that spared no effort to get the word count, so it has accumulated for a long time and became a habit, so As long as I write something, I can't help but become like this, and I am still working hard to change it.The second is endless literature and art.I guess I can’t change this. Xiaochu was a literary youth until his death. I guess it’s some kind of germination, new concept, and of course the indispensable Si Niang. sweat.The third is that the plot is weak, the theme is single, and it is basically a modern novel, the kind where two people or a few people or a group of people fall in love with each other.This is definitely related to personal experience, but Xiao Chu thinks it has more to do with personal personality.Xiao Chu herself is not a domineering person, no matter what she looks like on the surface, she is still a little girl with little knowledge and little vision in essence, with that kind of grand style of writing, majestic layout, feelings of family, country and world, I want to kill the abuser who loves each other... I am also very excited, and I really want to write, but my ability is limited, and if I can't write, I can't write.So even in "Happiness in My Eyes", the ancient court should be full of pride to rule the world, but at the end of the writing, in the final analysis, it is still a group of men who are entangled for love.I'm desperate myself.Fourth, in fact, Xiao Chu doesn't think it's a weakness, but in the current danmei circle, it's not considered a strong point.It’s just that my favorite pairing is always strong attacking and weak receiving, other things that sound attractive are black-bellied attacking gentle attacking years, arrogant receiving awkward receiving queen receiving... blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. It is a blindfold, and it must be essentially a strong attack on the weak.Many of my friends who watch Tanmei don’t understand me. I can only say that the strong attack and weak shou that I love to watch are not the kind of weak shou who have to be protected by small attacks to survive. They can all be strong. , but between Gongshou and Gongshou, Gong must be stronger than Shou, both physically and psychologically, Gong can be cute or weak, but the essence, the most important thing is essence.Mutual attack is also absolutely unacceptable.So my best friend despises me very much, saying that I am actually a fake rotten girl. After all, what I really like is probably the small words of BG.I don't know how to refute her, but I really like reading BG articles...

So having said so much, what I really want to express is that there are so many problems with Xiaochu's writing, and the specific pairing hobby is no longer a popular type in the Danmei literary circle, but from "The Follower" "At the beginning, although the number of people who watched it changed, no matter the high tide or low tide, there was always a possibility of about 100 people, which appeared in the digital records of key views.I think there must be a part of it. I have been paying attention to this column since the beginning of "The Follower", without interruption. Xiaochu really thank you very much!I think if I can keep paying attention, there must be part of the reason for the characteristics of Xiaochu's writing that you like, hold your claws~~

Then let’s talk about some macro ideas about writing.Xiaochu started writing during the summer vacation after graduating from high school, and it has been almost three years now. Compared with many writers, it is really short, but when it is put into college life, it is unavoidable to be terrified: three-quarters of the time in college is basically It was spent on it.Xiaochu has a problem, that is, he only has one thing in his mind when he is doing one thing, and he must finish it before he can proceed to the next one with peace of mind, so this means that I must never write two or even N articles at the same time reason for the text.Of course, writing essays is my own choice. If I say I regret it now, my university will definitely be more interesting if I don’t write essays. It is also a bit of a shame to study hard... and so on, but I can really say with a clear conscience that I have paid more for writing than I have gained.When you are at home during the holidays, your parents will wonder and ask anxiously, what do you do with your computer on every day, and what is the point of surfing the Internet?I actually don't think it's interesting to go online at all, but I can't tell them that I'm writing, danmei.Mom and Dad are still very traditional people, now is an era where male sex is rampant, they will sigh and be dissatisfied when they watch TV, even my mother asked me mysteriously, is there any gay in your classmates, and she is very serious He told me not to get too close to them, etc., I: ... I feel complicated, so I don't need to say much.The people I love the most must be my parents. I understand them, but the pressure of writing is added invisible.During winter and summer vacations, I can only write when they are not around, so I can only try not to travel with them and stay at home. I am very guilty.Now that I think about it, it's time to balance it out.

Friends know that I am writing, and I have persisted for a long time, and they will exclaim and say "Wow, you are so strong".I know this is their sincere words, but these words are just words, just laugh it off.After all, friends are not parents. Your life is related to them but not related to each other. They don’t need to support you, don’t worry about your future, your job, your major events in life... These things, once you get old, everyone only cares about It's not necessarily enough for myself, let alone caring about others.Only parents care the most, and they only care about their children.They have worried about me for too long, I don't want to let them be so confused and worry in vain.

After all, the Internet is only virtual after all, and people still have to live in reality.I like to design every work and character in my pen in the same time and space, and I have to say that there is no escape in it.That world is full of giants, little people meeting tall, rich and handsome, fairy tales, dreamy and happy.Maybe I'm really just such a vulgar person in essence.Sometimes I lie in bed and think, I feel as if I have never grown up since high school, the three-dimensional is far away from me, and I can hide endlessly.

But in fact it doesn't work.When I first entered college, a roommate with a good relationship told me that since you write essays, you can give me a book written by you when I get married, of course BG (this girl is not corrupt).I readily agreed at the time, feeling that this kind of thing is far, far away from me.But now I dare not think so.When I don’t know when, everyone around me is showing their affection, and even one day when I suddenly saw a high school classmate showing their wedding photos, I was stunned.It turns out that time goes by so fast before you know it. Before you can react to the stage of your life, you are in a daze, and suddenly you are about to knock on the next door.I was actually terrified.I feel that I still haven't grown up, but I have no time to prepare, so I have to bite the bullet no matter what.

Some people may think that I am making a big deal out of a molehill. Aren’t many writers writing in college, and later they also take the postgraduate entrance examination, find a job, even get married, and have children, but they still write as always, don’t they? Why did you make such a tragic decision when you came to me, as if something was going to happen.As Xiao Chu said earlier, I am a person who must finish one thing before I can start the next one with peace of mind. I have a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder.Writing an article is not a state of just writing in front of the computer. If I start a new article, my mind will be conceiving the plot almost all the time, and I will be absent-minded and not in the mood when doing other things. I have experienced this state for three years. Deeply touched.And to be honest, I am a person who pursues novelty. When I graduated from middle school, many classmates missed it, but I didn’t feel it at all. I just want to quickly enter the next stage of life. I am very excited and eager to try. It is said that life is a process of constantly discarding the past. It is true that the past will always remain in the heart, but at most it is left there.I used to brazenly tell my mother that anime is something I will love for the rest of my life (it’s ridiculous to think about it now, and my mother must have thought it was too...), but when I was finally free to watch seriously during the summer vacation of the third year of high school, I was surprised to find that I couldn't watch a single one.I tried, barely, but failed.So I admit that this thing is already in the past, it has been brilliant and shining in my life, but it has fallen and been annihilated.

I'm almost certain that one day I'll lose all interest in writing as well.People don't change with age.But not now, I just want to let go for a while and face reality with all the enthusiasm and energy I used to write.I can't achieve the world in these articles I wrote in this life, but I don't want my reality to be too bad.

I also have one or two friends who are very uncomfortable with my writing and feel that I am wasting my time.One once said, I think you are no different from those who are addicted to online games. I thought about it and told him, there are still some.Playing online games is a lively thing, but writing essays is a lonely thing.

Oh, by the way, I changed the name of the column to Acquaintance at the beginning of the year.Qian Xia Youlan took it casually at the beginning, but now that I think about it, it doesn't make sense at all, so I just thought about it.When I came to this column and met everyone, I really met each other when I was young.But people can't be young forever, so I hope this place can accommodate a young, dreaming me forever.

I hope that I will come back here again next time. I have experienced reality, but I am still the same as everyone. I met you when I was young.