Acting as a substitute

Bo Shenyan leaned on the back of the chair and watched him for a long time.

His eyes were sore, and his fingers holding the steering wheel were abnormally cold.

He hadn't shed a tear for a long time.

The last time I went back to the old house, I heard my grandma said that I missed Yuan Jiayi very much, so Bo Shenyan almost immediately wanted to use this reason to find him and bring him back.

But he can't do this, he has to respect Yuan Jiayi's decision.

He will not let Yuan Jiayi down a second time for what he has already promised, and he will not let Yuan Jiayi look down on him.

Bo Shenyan rolled his Adam's apple, staring at the person he couldn't touch, without blinking his eyes.

His baby faded away from his youthful appearance and turned into a real man.

Just as Bo Shenyan was secretly admiring Yuan Jiayi's free and easy demeanor, the bargainer put down the short sleeve with the giant panda printed on it, and left the booth with his big package on his back.

The vendor stopped him, and Yuan Jiayi turned around in satisfaction, took out 20 yuan and handed it over, took the short sleeves he was wearing, which might be a little fat, and put them into the big paper bag specially used for clothes .

There is also a vague worry that the price is not in place between the brows, full of petty air.

...It turned out to be the same.

Bo Shenyan smiled.

After all the truth surfaced two years ago, Yuan Jiayi never dyed his hair again, and this time his hair was cut a lot shorter, a little longer than when the two first met, and a little shorter than when they parted, just right It looks... very nice.

Before Bo Shenyan could carefully appreciate every strand of Yuan Jiayi's hair, the man who suddenly broke into his line of sight shattered his pupils with pink bubble filters.

"Jiayi!"

Wenger's tall figure is usually very imposing, but walking in the lively market at this time seems a bit in the way.

The sellers around were all elderly people and petite female bosses, and the wind brought by him striding over like this almost blown away the trinkets on other people's shops.

When Yuan Jiayi saw Wenger, he was stunned for a moment, and then he grinned, "Brother Wen? Why are you here?"

"Of course you can't miss me when buying clothes for Xixi." Wenger raised his hand, rubbing Yuan Jiayi's head affectionately, and looked at the package behind him, "Get tired, I'll carry it."

Before avoiding Wenger's hand in time, Yuan Jiayi glanced at Wenger's expensive suit and waved his hands again and again, "No, brother Wen, I've been sweating since I've been out for so long, don't get your clothes dirty."

"What's dirty? Come, give it to me."

Wenger frowned in dissatisfaction, pretending to be tough.

Yuan Jiayi couldn't beat him, and the main didn't want to stand here to attract attention, so he walked to the tree by the side of the road with the package behind him.

Although the two of them didn't block the way of others, the temperament of standing side by side was really good, which caused passers-by to turn their heads frequently. Yuan Jiayi didn't like the feeling of being stared at by others.

Bo Shenyan went mad the moment he saw Wenger.

His chest heaved violently, and there was a strong sour feeling inside.

Why can Wenger see Jiajia?

In the next second, President Bo, who was up and down in a sea of ​​vinegar, once again experienced a pupil earthquake.

I saw that Yuan Jiayi found a fairly spacious space, carefully took off the big package on his back and hugged it in his arms, and then lifted the black gauze curtain covering it to block the sunlight.

Bo Shenyan stretched his neck curiously, squinted his eyes and waited to see what was inside, so that Yuan Jiayi could show such a gentle look.

A small black head poked out.

Across the vast crowd, Bo Shenyan could barely see that it was a black, round thing.

He couldn't help but guess.

Black Teddy?

Yuan Jiayi has a dog again?

Thinking of this, Bo Shenyan couldn't help but feel sad for lying down, but when he concentrated on seeing the creature protruding from the package, the sadness and shock in his heart were a hundred billion times stronger than lying down.

child?

whose child?

...Original Jiayi's?Wenger's?

Bo Shenyan's usually clear mind suddenly became confused.

He suddenly felt that the fat girl in Yuan Jiayi's arms looked like Yuan Jiayi.

More and more like.

Probably due to the grief and indignation in his heart, Bo Shenyan once again found Wenger's shadow on the baby's face.

He is really sad.

Bo Shenyan covered his eyes helplessly and lay on the steering wheel.

Yuan Jiayi has a child.

Probably Wenger's.

This kind of conjecture was infinitely magnified in Bo Shenyan's head, and he made an analysis that he thought was reasonable while crying.

After Yuan Jiayi left him, Wenger succeeded in taking over the position, and the two were inseparably in love, so they wanted to get a crystallization of love.

So they went to a surrogate to get the child.

Thinking of this, Bo Shenyan overturned his own thoughts.

Yuan Jiayi himself was a victim of surrogacy, he would never do such a thing.

Bo Shenyan felt guilty for wronging Yuan Jiayi.

But after thinking about it, that old man Wenger might secretly take the seeds of himself and Yuan Jiayi, and directly find a surrogate mother outside. When the child is born, Yuan Jiayi is so kind, and he will definitely not abandon it. , let alone call the police to arrest Wenger.

The conclusion holds.

President Bo, who was lying on the steering wheel crying, took a piece of paper and blew his nose. Through the gap of the car window, he continued to look humbly at Yuan Jiayi who was drifting away with Wenger.

According to the normal plot, should he wish Yuan Jiayi happiness now?

Bo Shenyan angrily scolded himself for being worthless, those were just his random thoughts, how could they be used as evidence.

After comforting himself, Bo Shenyan turned to look at them again.

From Bo Shenyan's point of view, Wenger, who seemed superfluous in this warm scene, didn't seem to feel that he was an eyesore, but became more arrogant, hugging Yuan Xi with both hands and raising it high.

"Does Uncle Wen hold it higher than Dad? Does Xixi like it?"

"laugh……"

Yuan Xi lowered his head and bared his teeth, uncontrollable saliva was about to fall on Wenger's suit, and Yuan Jiayi was so nervous that he stretched out his hand to catch it firmly.

Seeing Yuan Jiayi's extremely nimble hand, the anger in Bo Shenyan's heart suddenly disappeared, and all his eyes fell on Yuan Jiayi's hand with tenderness.

How hard he had to work on his recovery to get back to this look.

Bo Shenyan couldn't hear what they said, but could only see Yuan Jiayi's smiling face showing Wenger.

After Wenger arrived, Yuan Jiayi held the child in his arms and let him walk beside her with the package containing the child.

The two chatted and laughed without delaying their walk, gradually getting farther and farther away from Bo Shenyan's parking place.

Bo Shenyan, who couldn't see Yuan Jiayi, panicked. He hurriedly got out of the car to buy something at the roadside stall, and then chased after him without looking back.

Bo Shenyan felt like an extremely obscene idiot, wearing a mask and sunglasses, followed the calm pace of Yuan Jiayi and Wenger all the way into an alley, and then followed the alley's shortcut to the spacious main road.

What are they going to do?

Not daring to follow too closely for fear of being discovered, Bo Shenyan stopped at a corner, and the dog sneakily revealed an eye that was tightly blocked by sunglasses.

Then he watched Yuan Jiayi and Wenger walk into a... hotel.

Bo Shenyan wanted to scream.

But he could only lean against the wall in a daze, looking helplessly at Yuan Jiayi's back.

Yuan Jiayi didn't know that his every move was being watched by some wretched youngsters, so he hugged Yuan Xi who was asleep, and followed Wenger into the hotel lobby.

"Brother Wen, it's too much trouble for you." He touched Yuan Xi's face flushed from sleep, and tucked the hem of his clothes to shield her from the wind, "I'm really sorry."

"Jiayi, what are you talking about?" Wenger got the room card, and walked in front to lead the way for Yuan Jiayi, "Normal, children at this age love to sleep, Wen Ao slept even more scary at that time, I sometimes Everyone thought this little calf had fallen asleep and would only wake up after being patted several times, just like a pig."

Hearing what he said, Yuan Jiayi thought of that energetic boy, and he couldn't put Wenger's statement on his image.

Wenger was leaning on another bed, leisurely looking at Yuan Jiayi who was busy, squinting his eyes in happiness.

He lowered his voice, "Jiayi, what did you buy this morning?"

Seeing that Yuan Xi was sleeping soundly, Yuan Jiayi came over and sat on the chair opposite Wenger and whispered, "I bought four discounted short sleeves, and I bought a pair of shoes for Xixi... pink ones, and a pair of shoes. The light yellow skirt is shiny."

The person who answered the question had a serious and sincere expression, but Wenger's attention was always on those ruddy lips.

... Is he really ignorant of his charm?

"Jiayi, why did you give Xixi this name?"

Wenger quickly diverted his attention, so as not to let himself say something that he shouldn't say, so that Yuan Jiayi would get bored with him.

Yuan Jiayi pursed his lips, "The morning and evening tides of the sea will also return to the original point. I hope that Xixi will not be too far away from me in the future. No matter where she goes, she will return to me."

There was another reason that Yuan Jiayi didn't mention.

Yuan Miao's Miao, Yuan Xi's Xi.

He hoped that Yuan Xi was the incarnation of Yuan Miao.

Bo Shenyan waited outside the hotel for a long time, and after perfunctorily answering several calls from his assistant, he finally turned off the phone impatiently, and waited for Yuan Jiayi to come out wholeheartedly.

It wasn't until late in the evening that Bo Shenyan saw Yuan Jiayi coming out of the hotel with a shopping bag as usual, and Wenger behind him holding Yuan Xi who was dancing and holding a doll.

It was a little ShirleyMay.

Bo Shenyan's eyes were moist.

He returned to the car and followed Wenger's car not too far away, all the way to the town where Yuan Jiayi lived.

Wenger kindly sent him back, but it was hard to drive him out, so he could only stay in the guest room for one night.

Yuan Jiayi went to lock the door as usual.

Across the gardenia bushes in the evening.

He saw an off-road vehicle parked not far from the courtyard gate.

The car was very strange, he had never seen it before.

But the affection in the eyes of the people in the car, through the fence and the courtyard gate, caught Yuan Jiayi's eyes unexpectedly.

The author has something to say: Wenger: Like to be a father?

Please don't scold me anymore, there will be some in the crematorium... t_t

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