Flash marriage does not end well

The hospital at night exudes a sense of tranquility and order. When Lin Qian came out of the B-ultrasound room, he bumped into Long Xun who was rushing to see the situation. Jumping back and forth, he fixed his eyes on the signboard of the B-ultrasound room with a bit of suspicion, and finally showed a shocked but suddenly enlightened look.

"I just said that you two look sticky! So you already have an affair, right! No, you have a baby now, right?"

Lin Qian stuffed the test sheets into his pocket without answering, and sat down on the bench in the corridor nearby, leaning the back of his head against the cold wall.

To be honest, the wine is sober.

He took the milk from Wen Zhihan, took two sips absently, the burning pain in his stomach gradually subsided, and then stretched out his hand unconsciously to cover his lower abdomen, under the strong psychological suggestion, he even fantasized in his ears Hear another beating pulse.

Is it really...

Long Xun, who was at the side, squinted his eyes and glanced Wen Zhihan up and down several times after he finished speaking, and commented with his chin reluctantly: "This is not bad, it looks quite reliable, and it is better than the previous one." The one who lied to you into marriage should be stronger."

The words fell vertically to the ground, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

Wen Zhihan covered the lower half of his face with his hands and coughed lightly, while Lin Qian restrained himself for a long time before jumping up and covering Long Xun's mouth forcibly. After a while, he said perfunctorily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not a fool," Long Xun snorted disdainfully, and turned to Wen Zhihan, no matter how strange he appeared to be, he opened his mouth to question, "This old man, where is he from, what job is he, and does he know Lin Qian?" How long has it been?"

Lin Qian gave Wen Zhihan a look of ignoring him, but Wen Zhihan was surprised, and answered patiently one by one.

"A native of City B."

"The current job is mainly to organize and plan the annual operation of the company, as well as daily management."

"Know Lin Qian..."

He lowered his voice a little, and then lightly tossed out a few words, "Almost ten years."

Long Xun was stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his head, then turned to Lin Qian to confirm: "What he said is true?"

Lin Qian's gaze fell to the side, but she actually heard every word of the conversation between the two clearly.He didn't make a sound, and looked at the tiles on the ground quietly. The color was a little gray due to being trampled. He counted the tiles, and counted ten tiles, extending all the way to the stairs on this floor. A long, long distance.

When he was less than 20 years old, he never realized that ten years would go so fast.

Half an hour later, Wen Zhihan looked at his watch, and it was almost at the point the nurse said he could pick up the report.

Self-service machines are on the first floor.

"I'll go get the report, you just sit down."

Lin Qian shook her head vigorously, "I'll go with you."

Not only did he want to go together, but he also wanted to be the first to see the result.

The sound of printing echoed in the empty lobby on the first floor. Lin Qian reached out to take the report, her heart almost hanging in her throat. She skipped the dark imaging and incomprehensible technical terms, and looked directly at the conclusion. At the time of the four words, the originally tense shoulders loosened, as if relieved.

The report was given to Wen Zhihan, who read it for a few seconds, his expression hardly changed, and his tone remained the same as usual: "Let's report it to the doctor and ask about the condition of these two nodules."

The doctor in the outpatient clinic is an aunt in her 50s with a kind face. She said that the small nodules are nothing serious, pay more attention to work and rest, and keep a happy mood. It will be enough to have a reexamination after half a year. After a while: "It's okay, you two are still young, and it's not difficult to want another child."

Lin Qian retorted subconsciously: "Doctor, I don't know him..."

He only spoke half of the words, and gradually lost his confidence.

Coming out of the outpatient room, Long Xun immediately came up to him and asked, "How, how is it, how many months?"

Lin Qian threw the report at him, moved his shoulders that were stiff due to high mental tension a few times, and finally felt refreshed: "It's just an oolong!"

All the senses in his body seemed to come alive again. He pressed his flat stomach twice, snapped his fingers, and suggested, "Hungry—want to eat supper?"

Long Xun was still in deep regret: "What, I came here for nothing, and I didn't see any excitement..."

Only Wen Zhihan had already picked up the phone at some point, with a faint light on the screen reflected in his eyes, he swiped his thumb slowly twice, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

It was nearly eleven o'clock, and the Nanmen Night Market was brightly lit.

The food stalls on both sides of the road are close to each other, and you can't see the end at a glance. The sounds of bustling people and the crackling of frying pans come and go one after another.

Long Xun was not happy to be a light bulb, yelled that he was bored, and then hurried back to the bar without stopping.Lin Qianxun fumbled for a while, and finally stopped in front of a particularly popular stall.

This shop sells crayfish, crayfish noodles, crayfish griddle, crayfish barbecue, everything. He waited for a long time to buy a crayfish sandwich. It is bright red, with a lot of chili peppers, and the peppers are fragrant.

After getting it, he and Wen Zhihan retreated to a corner with fewer people, and the noise was mostly cut off.

Lin Qian peeled off the wrapping paper and bit it down. Instantly, the pungent sensation exploded on the tip of his tongue, causing him to cough a few times. He instinctively closed his eyes, but tears still flowed out.

When he opened his eyes again, Wen Zhihan had already handed a wet tissue to his eyes.

He himself thought it was funny, took it with his hand, wiped his eyes, and blinked vigorously several times before he returned to normal, then rewrapped the crayfish sandwich he just took a bite of, and smiled at Wen Zhihan.

"It turns out that it's not that delicious."

Lin Qian went to buy another refreshing drink, picked up the straw, took a couple of sips, and looked back at Wen Zhihan in a suit standing in front of the bustling food stall, couldn't help grinning again.

"Wen Zhihan, when I was just pregnant with Wenyang, I thought about it many times. I really thought that one day I would suddenly want to eat something in the middle of the night, and then you would go and buy it for me. It's a pity that I didn't react at the beginning, and you would eat it every day. I'm very busy, I don't want to disturb you too much. But after I moved out from Wen's house, I started to be inexplicably sick. I lay in bed in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. I wanted to eat crayfish, but no one bought it for me. At that time, I took out food. It’s not as convenient as it is now, I was hungry all night, and finally cried.”

He babbled on, talking a lot without beginning and ending, like giving the name of a dish, one food name after another popped out of his mouth, sweet, salty, spicy, all kinds of strange things, and at the end the only drink in his hand was left. a small bit.

He went to the trash can to throw away the cup, but when he turned around, he heard Wen Zhihan standing beside him and said, "Tell me what you want to eat in the future."

The light here is dim, only a little light in the distance and reflected on Wen Zhihan's face, Lin Qian couldn't see his expression clearly, but his tone was different from usual, low and gentle, as if only the most patient person in the world would talk like that.

Lin Qian rubbed her nose and said quickly, "I think it's a good idea, I won't have children with you again."

"I know."

In the darkness, there seemed to be a little wind blowing, bringing the coolness unique to the night, Wen Zhihan slowly took off his coat, and said while taking it off: "It's the same whether you're born or not, I'll buy you whatever you want .”

The soft cloth was stuck to his shoulders with warmth, Lin Qian deliberately opened his eyes, and the intertwined lights in front of his eyes still blurred into colorful shadows as if soaked in water.