forced to be loved (nph)

Can this child be her parent?

　　 It is difficult for Shen Yan to describe his current thoughts in words.
happy?
Of course she was happy. She was as excited as a gambler with the last glimmer of hope, and her excitement was even mixed with too much deliberate madness.
And after a short period of joy, faced with the situation where he really had nothing, his heart burst into rage again.
She didn't watch this video anymore, she took off the coat with her left hand, tossed it out, and walked out on her own. But the man who is the defender and the watcher is really dominated by her. keep up.
It doesn't make sense...
After the happiness and joy just now passed for a short time, Shen Yan's heart surfaced a little bit of boredom again.
to own.
Also to others.
Shen Yan felt that she was too hypocritical and disgusting just now—even if these emotions were genuinely from her.
She didn't like such intense emotions.
Very funny.
meaningless.
Shen Yan held this thought until she felt nauseated from her chest and wanted to vomit.
This feeling is too strong.
Shen Yan had to stop, covered his lips with his left hand, and bent down slightly to stop this uncomfortable feeling.
But this can't be said to be surprising, she's always been like this lately.
It may be that emotions rise or fall too quickly, and the body is forced to send signals along with it.
It feels very bad.
In the bored mind, a warm hand attached to Shen Yan's back and patted it softly - as tender as a mother sings a lullaby to her baby.
It's Mrs. Wood, and she's holding a drinking glass in her other hand.
On the hair dyed by Bai Shuang, she was smiling at Shen Yan.
That expression could even be called kindness, tenderness, motherhood.
Shen Yan was slightly stunned.
Such an expression, for a moment, seemed to be her biological mother.
On a cold winter night, under the dim street lights, the mother held the little girl's soft fingers to pick up her son, who was attending a cram school.
The clothes the little girl put on in a hurry before going out was too messy and untidy, so she bent down, put down the basket she just bought, and rubbed her warm fingers on the girl's face and neck, restoring the messy buttons. where it should be.
The little girl was too young, and even her voice was thin and weak, like a milk cat that would be short-lived at any time, and she said at the time—
Thank you mom?
Probably...
Shen Yan doesn't remember very clearly, or it may be that there are too few warm moments like this when he was a child, and when there are more, they are mixed with too many falsehoods.
Not worth remembering.
And it can't be pieced together as a whole.
Shen Yan smiled at her.
When you are ruthless, you seem to be affectionate, and when you are affectionate, you also seem to be ruthless.
"Thank you." Shen Yan said, she took the coconut milk from Mrs. Wood's hand.
"Thank you," she repeated, as if speaking to an old shadow in her memory.
Why can't you love me...
If you love me, I will give you the same or even more love
... I will become a real good girl... I don't know how to worry, I don't know the way forward, just like that drunk in illusion In the friendship... willingly donate all of my life to Shen Zhen... It doesn't matter if the blood is sucked out... It's not impossible to fall on the road hungry and thirsty and become a homeless...
However, Shen Yan's brain eliminated these weak thoughts from the mind after a brief self-imagination.
She won't do it.
Not ten times over.
She knew she could, and she persisted.
Just like when Qi Peibai asked her if she wanted to see her parents before leaving the country, he would find a way to bring them over to her quietly, but Shen Yan categorically refused.
Shen Yan forced himself to think firmly.
She has grown up.
She knew that she was not that weak, and from time to time she would miss her parents and long for their love.
She can't and shouldn't.
"You don't need to be polite, just give me an order." Mrs. Wood gently and cautiously put another dress on Shen Yan, so that the female body was covered with warmth again.
"Just be careful of the young master or young lady in your belly, sir. They take them seriously." Her voice was respectful and gentle, and the expression on Shen Yan's face changed immediately.
"...Little Young Master or Young Lady?"
Shen Yan made a questioning voice, and the expression on her face was also extremely stunned.
The stunned expression on Mrs. Wood's face also changed slightly.
What does this have to do with her?
Could it be... a misunderstanding?
Mrs. Wood misunderstood which woman Cheng Simian had sex with was her, misunderstood that she was pregnant... But these possibilities...
Shen Yan touched her stomach.
She has never been pregnant, and she has always been in an attitude of yes or no to children, but it is not that she has not heard some rumors.
Vomiting... Nausea...
Her stomach is indeed bigger.
It's just that so many disturbing and disgusting things were intertwined before, and Shen Yan never thought of this possibility.
She even thought she was simply fat.
It's ridiculous, she and Xie Jingming haven't gotten pregnant for so long, it's only been a few months...she actually...really
...it's reasonable.
Shen Yan calmed down.
"This is not your husband's child..." Seeing Mrs. Wood's lips slightly open, Shen Yan added another sentence.
"It won't be Ji Mingyue's."
She felt that the warmth she had just put on her body disappeared.
At the same time, Mrs. Wood's warm eyes disappeared.
Shen Yan smiled slightly, she should have known.
... No wonder...
But what is it that God suddenly put a child in her stomach, what she wants is a mother...
Can this child be her parent?
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