I got pregnant after A became O in front of my rival

After finishing speaking, Jiang Zhihuo didn't care about Yan Mu's expression or reaction, and locked himself in the toilet after changing his slippers.

He put his hands on the sink and looked at himself in the mirror.

The corners of the eyes, cheeks, earlobes, and neck were all flushed red, as if they had just been severely bullied.

After each kiss, Jiang Zhihuo knew that he always had this look.

Whether he is used to it or not, Jiang Zhihuo is not sure, the movements he has to repeat several times a day for more than two months have almost become an unavoidable conditioned reflex. At the moment when the fever surged, his first thought was to Pounce on Yan Mu, want to touch him, want to kiss him, want to smell his pheromone.

……

Jiang Zhihuo, wake up!

Ahhhhh!

Jiang Zhihuo poured a handful of ice water on his face, and patted his cheek several times vigorously. After all the unnatural redness on his face faded, he took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out.

Yan Mu didn't react too much because of the incident just now, and was still calm and composed. When Jiang Zhihuo came out, he had already changed his school uniform, and the bag containing the inhibitor was placed beside the bed.

Now it's time for dinner.

Jiang Zhihuo forced himself to forget the embarrassing scene just now, and pretended to calmly say, "Is there a takeaway?"

Yan Mu: "Not yet."

Jiang Zhihuo: "Together?"

Yan Mu: "Yes."

Jiang Zhihuo sat next to Yan Mu like he used to order takeout, and asked, "Noodles? Rice?"

Yan Mu replied, "Food."

Jiang Zhihuo picked a few restaurants that tasted good: "Grilled meat rice? Chicken soup rice? Chicken soup rice, I want soup."

Yan Mu: "Yes."

After placing the order, Jiang Zhihuo put the inhibitor in his bag and said, "You study, I'll go outside."

Yan Mu stopped him: "I don't intend to study."

"Oh." Jiang Zhihuo looked at Yan Mu blankly, "So?"

Yan Mu: "...you don't need to go out."

Now that Yan Mu said so, Jiang Zhihuo was no longer polite.

The bed is definitely more comfortable than the sofa.

He put on his earphones, clicked on the gunfight game, and started an entertainment game. Not long after, the takeaway was delivered. The two had a silent dinner together, cleaned up the table trash, and washed their hands. Jiang Zhihuo took out a special effect Hold the inhibitor in your hand and keep reminding yourself: test the drug, test the drug, don't rush at people.

An hour and a half is very short, and it will be here in a while.

When the feeling of fever swelled up in his body again, Jiang Zhihuo bit off the cover of the special inhibitor, aiming at the gland and piercing it in.

The medicine was injected, and the back of the neck was numb for a while, but after waiting for a while, the pain of wanton rolling gradually subsided, except for a thin layer of sweat on the back, there was no abnormality.

Jiang Zhihuo stared at the empty syringe in disbelief.

It's actually... really useful...

For a while, neither of them spoke.

At the scene where he should have felt happy and cheered with his arms folded, Jiang Zhihuo actually just felt lost for no reason, very lost, extremely lost.

After a long silence, it was Yan Mu who first applauded lightly, opening and closing his palms, making two extremely perfunctory sounds, then crossed his fingers and thumbs together: "It's useful, congratulations."

Jiang Zhihuo looked away from the injection tube, looked at him blankly, and the corners of his mouth curled up a little: "Ah, thank you, congratulations too, you are free, I promised you, I will leave as soon as I get better, and take the medicine away." You give back the white moonlight to your family."

Hearing this, Yan Mu frowned, staring at Jiang Zhihuo's eyes.

His pupils were dark, and he couldn't see what he was thinking. After a while, he said "hmm" and asked, "When?"

"Tomorrow?" Jiang Zhihuo said, "There is a shift scheduled tonight, so I guess it will be late."

Yan Mu: "..."

He stopped talking.

There was an awkward silence in the living room again.

At 55:[-], Yan Mu set off for school for evening self-study, Jiang Zhihuo took his clothes and went to the bar.

The best time for bar business is from 21:[-] to [-]:[-] in the morning. The nightlife has not started yet, there are no people, and the venue of Nuoda is empty.

Jiang Zhihuo came to work early, put on his work shirt, trousers and vest, tidied up the bar counter carefully, and wiped the wine glasses turned upside down on the table spotlessly.

His movements are serious, but his eyes are expressionless, as if he is wandering in the sky.

Qu Xiao stretched out her hand, snapped her fingers in front of Jiang Zhihuo, and said in a melancholy tone, "Let's have a cup of Moscow Sunrise."

Jiang Zhihuo was overwhelmed. Based on vodka and rum, mixed with orange juice and lemon juice, shaken well and poured into the wine glass, settling for a while, waiting for the layers of several liquids with different solubility, and inserting on the top A thin layer of cream, decorated with red cherries and mint leaves.

Facing the cocktail with both appearance and taste, Qu Xiao didn't even look at it, just took a sip, smashed the wine glass on the table heavily, and sighed: "Hey!"

Jiang Zhihuo maintained the character setting, lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "What's wrong?"

Qu Xiao raised his wine glass, looked up at the cream remaining at the bottom of the glass, and sighed, "I'm broken in love."

"I was dumped in only three days, three days!!" Qu Xiao raised three fingers.

He didn't even understand the reason why the girl dumped him, and covered his face in distress: "I don't even know what I did wrong! She asked me to go out with her the night before. I was playing games and didn't see it. When I saw the news, it was already A dragon was blocked and deleted."

"So where did I go wrong?"

Jiang Zhihuo: "..."

After Qu Xiao finished speaking, he handed him the wine glass, Jiang Zhihuo took it and rinsed it carefully.

Qu Xiao didn't care what kind words the aloof Shin could give him, so he was melancholy for a while, and found that Shin's state was also not right, a cup was poured for 10 minutes, and he was still pouring.

"What's wrong with you?" Qu Xiao asked.

Jiang Zhihuo continued to bury his head in cleaning the bar, and said after a while: "I'm going to move."

This is not the first time for Qu Xiao to suffer a lovelorn, so she quickly adjusted her mentality and said, "Moving is a happy event, congratulations."

Jiang Zhihuo was taken aback by these words: "Yeah, it should have been a happy thing, but now I don't feel so happy."

Qu Xiao took a cup casually, poured warm water for herself, and touched the empty cup.

The sound of wine glasses clinking was very crisp.

Just as Qu Xiao was about to speak, Jiang Zhihuo took off his gloves and suddenly said, "Boss, I'm asking for leave tonight."

Shin has always had a personality, he turned around and left without waiting for the boss to approve the leave, and when Qu Xiao came back to his senses, there was only a straight figure left.

Qu Xiao: "..."

He drank two glasses of warm water, faced the empty bar, felt that the world was meaningless, and started sending messages frantically to harass/harass Yan Mu.

Qu Xiao: Yan Shao, Yan Shao, Yan Shao.

Qu Xiao: I'm broken in love.

Qu Xiao: The girl deleted me after playing the game, what did I do wrong?

Yan Mu didn't return.

It's normal for Yan Shao not to reply at this point in the evening self-study, Qu Xiao didn't care, and continued to sing a one-man show.

Qu Xiao: I am not the only one who is in a bad mood today.

Qu Xiao: Shin doesn't look too good either.

Yan Mu: What happened to him?

Qu Xiao:?

Qu Xiao: No way, you don’t get back to me when I’m broken in love, but when you mention Shin, you get back in seconds?

Yan Mu: What happened to him?

Qu Xiao: Don't you know?

Qu Xiao: So you two broke up completely?

Qu Xiao: Was the confession drunk or was it real?

Qu Xiao: Young Master Yan, please tell me, but it suffocates me.

Qu Xiao: Looking at Shin's appearance, I am too embarrassed to ask him directly.

Yan Mu is still those four words.

Yan Mu: What happened to him?

Qu Xiao: ...

Qu Xiao: I don’t know the specifics. They said they were going to move, and they were unhappy. They just asked for leave and left.

In Class [-] and [-] of high school, everyone was immersed in the questions. It was as quiet as a pool of water, except for the slight sound of the tip of the pen brushing the surface of the scroll.

From the back of the classroom came the hurried sound of chairs scraping across the ground.

Everyone looked back and saw that Yan Mu suddenly stood up from his seat, hurriedly walked out of the classroom without looking back.

"Thank you Qiu, thank you Qiu." The people around asked softly, "What happened to Brother Yan tonight?"

Xie Qiu was also at a loss: "I don't know."

Yan Mu has been very strange tonight, absent-minded, his eyes are always staring in the same direction in a daze, and he took the initiative to ask him, but he didn't say a word.

Xie Qiu thought for a while, then said, "Brother Yan looks like a broken love."

Yan Mu walked into the office, casually complained that he was not feeling well, and wanted to ask for leave. The head teacher of the fourth class did not doubt what Xueshen said. He quickly approved the leave note and told him to pay attention to his health.

After leaving the school gate, Yan Mu dialed Jiang Zhihuo's phone number and rushed towards his residence.

Yan Mu: "Where are you?"

It was very quiet on the other side of the receiver.

Jiang Zhihuo said, "At the bar, what's the matter?"

Yan Mu pierced him: "It's very quiet."

Jiang Zhihuo said, "I'm in the locker room, so of course it's quiet."

After dropping the last word, the elevator just opened. Jiang Zhihuo, who just said that he was in the locker room of the bar just a second ago, was walking out of the door with his mobile phone on his head tilted and his suitcase in his hand.

The call was not interrupted, the distance was too close, and there was a slight current sound from the receiver.

"..."

"........."

Jiang Zhihuo smiled awkwardly: "What a coincidence."

Face to face, the voice came through the receiver again.

Yan Mu hung up the phone.

Walking to Jiang Zhihuo, took his suitcase, and said, "I'll see you off."

Jiang Zhihuo doesn't have many things. When he moved here, he only had one suitcase. He usually puts his things in the suitcase. If he wants to leave, he can just cover it and zip it up.

Jiang Yanmu's actions were too strong, and Jiang Zhihuo had no room to refuse at all, so he could only respond dryly: "Okay."

Probably because he was found out because he wanted to sneak away, and he was very embarrassed along the way. He thought that Yan Mu's "delivery" was just to the bus station, but he didn't expect that he got on the bus with Jiang Zhihuo.

They sat in the last row, and the bus pulled into the driveway, and the awkwardness between the two of them still did not fade away.

Jiang Zhihuo leaned against the window, and in the name of looking at the scenery, he didn't have to look at Yan Mu, and he didn't have to talk to him.

The night scene flashed through the window, and the neon lights couldn't escape the wind, so they were all left behind.

Jiang Zhihuo lives in an old neighborhood, and it takes four to ten minutes to get there. The bus stop sign is built at the entrance of the alley, and the houses on both sides of the road are dilapidated. Swinging in the old streets and alleys.

Jiang Zhihuo stopped in front of a residential building, took the box, and said, "I'm here, thank you."

Thank you for these days, and tonight.

Yan Mu didn't say anything, just said lightly: "Yes."

Jiang Zhihuo waved his hand.

Yan Mu nodded and turned around.

Under the dim light, the shadows are getting longer and longer, one forward, one upward, and the distance is getting farther and farther away.

Jiang Zhihuo lived in a small single room on the fifth floor. He didn't come back for more than two months. The room was covered with dust. After a simple cleaning and a new set of sheets, Jiang Zhihuo lay down on the bed.

After Li Muhe went to college, he didn't want to live with Li Hao, so he rented a single room by himself.Jiang Zhihuo was already very adaptable, so he remodeled the house. He used to live alone, the rent was cheap, and he had enough money from part-time jobs to save a little. Now that he came back, he felt that nothing was good. , small and broken, the bed was hard.

How long did it take, less than two hours?I miss Yan Mu's big bed and Simmons.

Jiang Zhihuo suppressed the melancholy in his heart, closed his eyes for a long time, and finally fell asleep restlessly.

When he woke up the next day, there was nothing around him, and Jiang Zhihuo was stunned for a moment, thinking that Xueshen really didn't need to sleep, and he was already up before dawn.

After being stunned again, Jiang Zhihuo realized that he had gone home and no longer lived with Yan Mu.

When he realized this, the last bit of drowsiness disappeared immediately.

It's only 05:30 in the morning.

Jiang Zhihuo rested his arms on his pillow, and his mind began to think wildly uncontrollably.

Why so sad?

Jiang Zhihuo thought for a long time, but still planned to attribute this sadness to habit.

Many people say that habits die hard.

There are also many people who say that 21 days can form a habit.

Living together with Yan Mu for more than two months, I have already gotten used to it.

Get used to having such a person around you, get used to quarreling at every turn, get used to hurting each other.

To be honest, he and Yan Mu were indeed too close.

Although the contact was forced because of the mark, but in the end, I kissed, hugged, and slept in the same bed together.

There have been rivals in love, quarrels, and mutual dislikes.

Going around and going back to the original place, each of them returned to their original life trajectories.

Jiang Zhihuo sighed inwardly, and gently pinched his left shoulder with his right hand.

On his shoulder, there is a tattoo, which was drawn by himself two years ago.

The master who tattooed him was quite responsible. Seeing that he was not too old, he asked him to think carefully, "I have tattoos that are difficult to wash off. Do I have to get tattoos?"

Jiang Zhihuo said, "It must."

The pattern is very simple, just half a shell. The tattoo artist has adjusted out very beautiful colors, and the tattoo is on the shoulder. It is not big and not conspicuous.

It is the past that he doesn't want to let go, the person he doesn't want to forget.

He remembered a day long ago.

Father Yun and Yunmu cried and handed him over to a middle-aged man whom he had only met once.

In exchange for another boy his age.

He didn't know until that day.

His family, his name, his childhood sweethearts.

None of it was his.

In the same way, after going around in a big circle for eight years, before he even had time to say goodbye, he was forced back into his completely unfamiliar life.

Jiang Zhihuo forced himself to squint for a while, and only got up to take a shower when it was time.

He was not late today, the bus was very crowded, and there were a lot of primary school students wearing yellow caps at a certain station, chatting with their companions they met on the bus.

There are also office workers in the car, with suits, leather shoes and briefcases, holding soy milk and steamed buns in their arms, leaning against the window drowsy.

Jiang Zhihuo opened the car window, the morning wind patted his face, blowing along the neckline into his clothes, it was a bit cold, Jiang Zhihuo didn't care about these things, and tried his best to adjust his mood.

The world is always amazing.

When he was still a rival and rival in love, Jiang Zhihuo felt that he could meet Yan Mu everywhere, a tall, handsome and aloof boy, he was the focus of attention everywhere, he could be seen at a glance, even in the cafeteria to a table.

Now they circle around, there is no reason to quarrel, but instead they can't see each other, they are clearly on the same floor, they are clearly in the same physical education class, and there is no sign of Yan Mu anywhere.

Jiang Zhihuo sat on the basketball hoop, raised his head, gulped down the cold and sweet drink from his throat, feeling comfortable physically and mentally.

Chang Luo lightly tossed the basketball, the ball hit the floor and landed in Jiang Zhihuo's hands.

Chang Luo also sat down beside him: "Brother Huo, are you in a bad mood today?"

Jiang Zhihuo thought he didn't show it, and he was a little surprised: "Is it so obvious?"

Chang Luo pointed in the direction: "I can't see it, it's some elementary school girls over there who asked me to ask."

Jiang Zhihuo looked in the direction Chang Luo was pointing at. A few junior high school girls were standing near the basketball court. Seeing Jiang Zhihuo looking over, the girls next to him pushed one of them forward. The little girl had no hands. Cuo put his back behind his back and lowered his head shyly.

Jiang Zhihuo raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Then he said to Chang Luo: "Don't do this kind of thing in the future."

Chang Luo took a sip of his drink: "Brother Huo, it seems that you are really in a bad mood."

Jiang Zhihuo said in a low voice, and suddenly asked again: "I have a question for you."

Chang Luo: "Tell me."

Jiang Zhihuo: "Kissed, held hands, slept together on the same bed... can we still be friends?"

Chang took a sip of his drink and almost spit it out: "????"

"What did you say?" Chang Luo's eyes widened, "Brother Huo, with whom... have you kissed and held hands, slept, slept?"

Jiang Zhihuo explained: "It's not sleeping! It's just a bed!"

The news was too sudden, and Chang Luo could no longer maintain a slow tone: "It's okay, who are you living with like this?!"

"It's not me, it's...a friend of mine." Jiang Zhihuo lowered his eyes, "Forget it."

He didn't continue this topic anymore, put away his drink and returned to the court. He would not have the brain to think about other things during exercise. Very comfortable, there is no reason not to let yourself play heartily.

The opposing team was beaten so mentally that they couldn't even defend against it, let alone get points from Jiang Zhihuo. This unilateral crushing wasn't over until the physical education teacher blew the whistle.

After the breakup, the boys who played together put Jiang Zhihuo on the shoulder: "Brother Huo, today is too fierce."

One of them said meanly: "Is it because there are girls watching?"

"Those pretty girls just came to see Brother Huo, right?"

"Maybe you came to see me?"

"You've got it, you're good at the ball, and you're not handsome yet. What are you looking at? Sexy and charming big eyes?"

The boy who had finished his physical education class was still full of energy. After the exercise, Jiang Zhihuo's entanglement in his heart was also suppressed.

Walking back to the classroom with the boys, the afternoon sun shone on the skin that had just sweated, and it was a little red. Jiang Zhihuo picked up his collar to wipe off the sweat, chatted with the boys, and when he looked up, he found Yan Mu He and Xie Qiu were walking towards each other from the other side of the playground.

The moment he saw that face, the entanglement that had been suppressed with great difficulty surged up again.

So, after kissing, holding hands, and sleeping together on the same bed... can we still be friends?

Jiang Zhihuo didn't have time to think about it in his heart, the distance was getting closer and closer, Jiang Zhihuo adjusted his expression, showing a boy who thought he was sunny and handsome, and raised his hand to say hello to Yan Mu.Xu Shi was too nervous, worried that he was not acting natural enough, his heart beat faster and hit his chest hard.

Yan Muyun nodded slightly to him calmly.

After that, the two rubbed shoulders, and there was no further exchange.

Jiang Zhihuo: "..."

Jiang Zhihuo: "..."

Fuck, how could Yan Mu be so calm! ! !

Class [-]’s home party is scheduled on Saturday, and Lao Ding’s daytime party is from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm. The parents of the students are very supportive of this event. Their children are studying with their heads covered all day. It’s time to go out and relax. Parents even provided food for the day together.

There are many things to play in the party room. A group of people first formed a large circle to chat, and then split into different small groups to play different sports. Jiang Zhihuo led a group of boys and girls to occupy a room and play Werewolf.

Brother Huo has first-class acting skills, strong reasoning ability, and many routines. As a commoner, he can accurately identify the werewolves, list one, two, three, and four loopholes in his speech, and carry all the way, let alone when he is a god or a werewolf. .

Brother Huo is too strong, the rhythm of the game is flying, and he is finally driven to be a god. He knows everything, can't do anything, and can't say anything. He watched civilians doubt the prophet, the werewolf cheated on the antidote, and the pig teammates Entrapment.

The squad leader also played along. During the intermission chatting, the squad leader glanced at the phone, and the smile froze on his face.

"Banban, what's wrong with you?" Tang Anmiao asked.

"I..." The squad leader slid down for a while, then raised his head in a daze, "My goddess, I'm married publicly."

People around leaned over to look at the monitor's mobile phone screen.

The squad leader's goddess is a famous foreign voice actor, most of whom are cast as Yujie, and many of them are heroines who are out of the circle. The voice actors themselves are also good-looking. They debuted as idol singers in the early years, and they still have divine songs. Circulating in the circle, she is regarded as a goddess by many otaku.

Today, the goddess posted a wedding photo on Twitter. The man is another well-known male voice actor in the circle.

The comment section below is full of wailing.

The T-shirt worn by the squad leader is the first role of the goddess. He put down his phone, depressed: "I'm broken in love."

"It's all right, monitor! You can read the previous anime again!"

"Hey, this character! I know it too! The Childhood Goddess Holds Grass! Are they actually the same voice actor!!"

"You actually got married? Your youth is over!"

"There are tens of thousands of seiyuu goddesses, why focus on just one of them?"

The squad leader emphasized: "I'm broken in love!!"

The squad leader was so uncomfortable, Jiang Zhihuo hooked his shoulders, hooked his hands to a group of people around him, motioned them to come over, and suggested mysteriously:

"Breakdown is a big deal, why don't we get drunk with the squad leader tonight?"

On Saturday night, at 08:30, Yan Mu came to Xiangyao.

Qu Xiao and Wen Da were already there, ordering fried chicken and popcorn with cocktails.

The two were a little surprised that Yan Mu took the initiative to ask them out, wondering what happened to Yan Mu, who would have thought that he would just bury his head in drinking as soon as he came in, without mentioning a word, and questioned for a long time, but he didn't pry out a word.

Okay, maybe Young Master Yan just needs company.

In fact, Yan Mu was not unwilling to say it, but just didn't know how to say it.

Jiang Zhihuo suddenly wanted to move in domineeringly, but also wanted to move out without saying a word, leaving no traces.

The house was the same as before, with nothing more and nothing less. I lived alone for so long, but I never felt so empty.

"Young Master Yan." Wen Da approached Yan Mu, trying to get information through chatting, "Is...someone messed with you?"

Qu Xiao rolled his eyes: "Who dares to provoke Yan Shao? Do you dare?" He also thought of an excuse, "Is it because I didn't pass the exam this time?"

Wen Da disdained: "You're asking more nonsense than me. No matter how bad Yan Shao is in the test, he can score [-] points higher than you, do you believe it?"

"..." Qu Xiao asked casually, "Then what happened? Is Shin making you unhappy again?"

Yan Mu's hands froze.

Wenda: "Really?"

Qu Xiaoyi was filled with indignation: "What's wrong with you, Shin? Let me tell you, Young Master Yan has the same personality, so he must not be dealt with. He should be fired earlier. Young Master Yan, as long as you give an order, Xiangyao will not have this employee from today on!"

Yan Mu: "He..."

The music in the bar was too loud to hear clearly, so Wen Da and Qu Xiao couldn't help but move closer.

Just as he opened his mouth, Yan Mu's cell phone rang, and the words he hadn't said stopped abruptly.

The screen displayed Jiang Zhihuo's number, but when he picked it up, the voice coming from the handset was constant.

Chang Luo usually has a gentle personality, and was still a little afraid of Yan Mu's aloof and cold aura, so he asked cautiously: "Yan, Yanshen, Brother Huo is drunk, and I want you to pick me up by name, or... come here for a while ?”

The author has something to say: because he was afraid of being beaten, he posted the two chapters together.

There must be something wrong when I'm drunk~

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Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 for Doudou; 1 for rencontres, Dr. Amnesia, Li, and Lan Weilan;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!