Evening Primrose's Lonely Confession

"Hmm... a little." I touched my slightly swollen belly, and then Song Xitang's face, "ah...just a little."

I have grown a lot of fat since I became pregnant and gained weight. Even when I straighten my hands, there are small pits.

"I... have to lose weight." I lightly turned around and remembered my original slender hands alone.

"Not fat." Song Xitang squeezed my hand before letting go, and turned off the bedside lamp next to me.

"Early to bed and early to rise."

Indeed, I have to go to the hospital for a pregnancy test tomorrow. I turned over and fell asleep after a while.

The pregnancy test was complicated, and I was so hungry that I couldn't remember where to get my blood drawn or where to get a color Doppler ultrasound. Song Xitang asked me to sit and wait for him, and then I went upstairs to get a blood collection bottle. I'm too tired to walk.

I was sitting in front of the cigarette vending machine, feeling a little itchy in my heart. I quickly turned my head away to look at other things. I was wearing loose clothes, and I couldn’t see anything when I was sitting among a bunch of pregnant women. At most, I thought I was pregnant with my wife. But suddenly a woman came up to me and blocked my view.

She does look familiar, but I can't remember it for a while.

"Miss, who are you looking for?" I asked her.

"Xuanze, if you don't want the scandal between you and Song Xitang to get bigger... then hurry up and leave with me, I'll just say it once!" Even though her face was distorted because of anger, I still remembered that she was Song Xitang's ex-wife.

She took me to the corner, reached out and grabbed my wrist, and asked me fiercely, "You are married, aren't you?!"

I'm also a big man, I don't know how to fight with women, even if she pinches me, I don't move, so I muster up the courage to answer her, "Yes"

Song Xitang and I are indeed married.

She seemed to have collapsed, laughed twice and pushed me away, "Do you know how people in the system laughed at him? Do you know?"

"what?"

"That picture on the Internet, do you really think that no one will recognize that it is Song Xitang?" She paused, "Everyone is laughing at him, Xuanze, what can you give him? You are a typewriter!"

After she left, I thought about it for a long time. When Song Xitang found me, I was standing in the smoking area holding a pack of cigarettes. It was all because Song Xitang put a few coins in my pocket to buy food for fear that I would be hungry.

"I'm sorry, I have a headache." I still had the cigarette I just lit in my hand.

Song Xitang wasn't angry and didn't blame me, but I was really scared.

"My child... the child will be fine..." I covered my face, I was so ashamed that I didn't know what to say, and hugged Song Xitang for a while.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." is the time I said the most sorry to Song Xitang.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Xitang asked me.

"I just feel very sorry for you..." I cried, which may also be due to emotional instability during pregnancy.

The two of us were silent when we got home after the examination. Mother Song made soup for me, and I went back to the bedroom to rest after drinking it.

"Wen Shan is looking for you." Song Xitang didn't ask.

I nodded, "She said that everyone knows that you are with a man."

Song Xitang frowned tightly on the edge of the bed and watched me sit down, "Then you can't make fun of the child and your own body, Zeze, I never asked you anything, just this, stop smoking casually!"

"I see..." I nodded violently, and felt a little hypocritical, so I quickly wiped my nose with a tissue.

After this incident, Song Xitang directly banned me from eating snacks. It was a small warning. Although I was greedy, I could hold it back.

Although he said that, I didn't miss anything I wanted to eat. After this incident, Song Xitang became more vigilant, and Song Xitang refused all visits at home except for our friends and family.

As for Wen Shan's matter, Song Xitang told me not to listen to what she said impulsively, which was not very credible, and also said not to feel guilty about anything about him, because there was no reason for me in it.

Days passed, and when I was five months old, the maternity clothes couldn't cover my big belly. Song Xitang knew that I didn't want to go out, so we moved to live in the manor. It was spacious and everything was ready.

Mother Song made a lot of clothes and small shoes for the child, some in blue and pink, and she still doesn't know the gender of the child. Song Xitang and I didn't ask, but said that both boys and girls are fine.

On the day of the first fetal movement, I was upstairs leaning on the bedside reading a book, with my hands resting on my stomach, and the child kicked me hard, which shocked me so much that the book fell to the floor. I wanted to find Song Xitang and tell him This surprise, he didn't move again when he got downstairs.

"Hello." I patted my stomach but nothing happened.

Song Xitang also touched my stomach and looked up at me, "Zeze, you are so cute."

"He was still moving just now." I said a little aggrieved.

"Maybe I'm asleep." Song Xitang comforted me and served me a bowl of chicken soup by the way.

Song's mother and Song's father are not often there, and they sometimes go back to take care of the family's business, so Song Xitang takes care of me more.

But even if she is busy outside, Mother Song will contact me from time to time, asking Song Xitang what to eat for me.

Papa Song is also very concerned about me, but he is a man after all, so he doesn't know how to show anything, but he always brings me supplements every time he comes back.

Well, in a blink of an eye, I'm about to give birth. Song Xitang and I are very nervous, but he is even more, thinking about what to prepare for me every day, for fear that I will forget this and miss that. My sister is also, she I have to take care of the children and work, and I still find time to come and take care of me, and I am tired.

I was hospitalized seven days before the due date, and I don’t remember the specific details of the delivery. Anyway, everything went well. I gave birth to a boy, and Song Xitang named him. Song Liangshi’s nickname was Tiaotiao. He was born in the morning. It's a good time, so it's called Song Liangshi. As for the nickname, I picked it up because I loved eating shrimp crackers when I was pregnant with him.

Although the little guy was a little ugly when he was born, he is still healthy, and I am very lucky.

Song Xitang has always been prudent, and everything related to my childbirth has been taken care of in an orderly manner. She is the legendary "good wife and loving mother".

"Tiaotiao, come and hug me." I didn't know how playful a baby is until I gave birth to Tiaotiao. He is soft and can pose in any shape he wants. I even took a lot of photos and left one for him to see when he grows up.

"Still playing?" Song Xitang asked me at the door.

"Today I live with Tiao Tiao..." Before I could finish speaking, Song Xitang came over, "Just so I'll let you see how rare my son is."

After I finished speaking, I showed Song Xitang the photos of those funny poses, but I didn't find when Song Xitang put his hand on my waist.

Ever since I gave birth to Tiao Tiao, my figure has been out of shape, and I don't let Song Xitang hug me when I sleep at night, for fear that he will find out.

I held back, but couldn't help shivering, "Go back, I'll sleep with Tiao Tiao." After saying that, I picked Tiao Tiao out of the crib and took him to the bed. I knew Song Xitang would be a little It's uncomfortable, but there is indeed a sense of distance between husband and wife.

not to mention my stomach...

Song Xitang consciously closed the door when she went out.

In the evening, Mother Song brought me food, came to hug Tiao Tiao by the way, and asked what happened to Song Xitang, she probably guessed it too.

I woke up once in the middle of the night, and Song Xitang carried me upstairs, "Tiao Tiao..."

"My parents are watching."

"Ah."

When he woke up the next day, Song Xitang seemed to know, he didn't put his arms around me, but let me rest on his arm.

I looked up at him, and he looked at me.

When looking at each other, the beloved is beside you...

The author has something to say: the story is over

love continues

We are in the rivers and lakes!goodbye!