forced to be loved (nph)

Give birth to "it"

Woke up at three in the morning.
The bright moon in front of the window seems to have not changed from before falling asleep, calmly shrouding the world that can be seen under its light.
Xie Yi really stepped lightly, but his mood couldn't be as light as his footsteps, it was as heavy as being shackled by boulders. Perhaps it was the feeling that he did not choose to continue to sleep or take a tablet of melatonin to forcefully fall asleep, but simply wore pajamas, stepped down the creaking wooden stairs to the downstairs, pushed the door and walked alone in the solitude. of the mountains.
They are in a remote place from the perspective of the world, naturally it will not be any big city that can be counted in the world, nor is it an uninhabited suburb. A cold day with a sense of loneliness.
The wound is painful, and the color of blood is red. If you want to heal the wound, you should choose a warm and pleasant place, such as a remote town where you can always keep in touch with the outside world. The people here seem very warm and friendly, and people often drive by on weekdays, leaving the bustling and hustle and bustle of the big city and choosing to quietly enjoy the rich and beautiful rural life in the countryside.
The grass, which symbolizes nature, flutters in the wind, and the scent of flowers remains in the air.
This area is still at the junction of spring and summer, so the wind is extremely warm, and a naughty breeze quietly blows the broken hair on his forehead and temples, revealing a pair of eyes with pain.
Unable to laugh, unable to feel joy, the sadness of the loved one is revealed to him in pain, and even his own happiness and contentment disappear. Perhaps, this is also a punishment, he thought, for the self who decided to give up on her lover and stay away from her. His indifference is the beginning of all kinds of tragedies. fùs んùταńɡ.ⅭοⅯ (fushutang.com)
The lake is a flowing mirror, and the boat is the tip of a knife that prys the mirror, bypassing trees and sharp stones in the dark. Shen Yan.
Lying in a boat with her head on her arms, her chin raised and her head held high, she looked at the stars in the sky, like diamond-encrusted ribbons, like random chess pieces, like apple pie The white sesame paste on it...like a living object, flowing with one's steps and actions.
With his palm pressed against the tree trunk, he hesitated, hesitating whether to approach and break her tranquility at this time. The child is growing up in the womb, and the woman's slender waist is not like before. It's almost seven months. If it is contaminated with the morning dew and the spring cold, it may not be known that the baby will still be born. But if you take her back to the small building... Xie Yizhen saw the expression on her face, it was An Yi who had forgotten everything. Still not happy, but much better than sadness.
The child...die die, as long as it doesn't hurt the mother, it's better than anything.
At such a heavy time, the woman suddenly turned over and looked at him. The emotion in those eyes was light, just watching his lips move slightly, and he looked intently, as if calling his name, and the next second the woman floated to a farther and quieter place.
Like a dream.
Maybe it's really a fantasy.
Three or four hours later, they met in the living room. The lush flowers bloomed in the living room. The old-fashioned TV was screeching to tell the local news. There are also two children who were unfortunately locked in the car and died...
Shen Yan looked serious, he couldn't even eat the apple slices he had cut, and he was worried as if they were about to face a serial killer's death. Bloody attack, "Xie Yizhen! Xie Yizhen!" She called his name and worried, "What if the murderer ran here?" It was painful to be attacked and die.
"Don't worry." Xie Yizhen stuck his head out of the kitchen, "I have prepared a gun, if there is a serial murderer... can you attack him?" There was obvious encouragement in his voice.
"It should be... OK." Shen Yan was a little uncertain. At that time, the pistol opened blood-stained sparks on Ji Mingyue's stomach. At that time, there was no doubt about it. Now, if you let yourself face the enemy with a gun, you can still join hands. Don't you tremble?
She thought about it for a long time, until a grape was stuffed into her mouth. It was very sweet. After sipping the skin slightly, the sweet flesh melted in her mouth.
Shen Yan raised his eyes to look at Xie Yizhen, his pupils were black and white, and his eyes looked calm at this moment.
"Eating." Xie Yizhen smiled faintly. Originally, Shen Yan thought he hated her, but now after so many years, the two stayed together for a long time, only to find that he really didn't have much emotional fluctuations.
"I don't want to eat."
"It's the steak, I fry it so well, it's hard to cook it so well."
"Then eat it." Shen Yan made a decisive decision.
But the stomach was very uncomfortable, and after taking two bites, his face was strangely pale, "Stomach hurts..." The voice was soft, and he couldn't raise his voice with his own thoughts.
Shouldn't it be...
"As planned." Xie Yizhen stood up and held Shen Yan's left hand, while his right hand picked up the phone and pressed a familiar number, which was hired at a high price and willing to follow them. The maternity and other assistance staff were arranged not far from the town together, and were expected to follow up quickly in the event of an unexpected situation.
Now, maybe it's time for them to make a difference.
Even so... this is just a preparatory role. Seven months is still too early. The best doctor should always be a well-known doctor in a big hospital. These were originally just backup plans, but now they have become the main policy. The next second, Xie Yizhen was pushed aside by those who disliked him for standing in the way. The woman politely and firmly told him, "Please wait aside and don't disturb us."
This is about the beginning of the child's life.
It is also the beginning of being able to forget the old memories of the past.
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Tired.
Drowsiness lingers all over the body.
Unable to open his eyes, his wet eyelashes are covered with physiological tears, like a thin layer of transparent glue, which acts as a hindrance. When she really opened her eyes, it was already a few minutes later, and the warm broth was fed into her mouth with a spoon. She drank many sips unconsciously, but she still felt that she had no strength in her body.
"Xie Yizhen." She was so sleepy that she wanted to fall asleep again when she woke up, so she closed her eyes again and vaguely called out his name.
"I'm by your side." Xie Yizhen held her hand, and the temperature from her palm was reassuring.
"...Okay." Wanting to say something, he hesitated to ask "it", and finally Shen Yan smiled lightly. If she didn't tell her, she didn't die. If she didn't see it, she was taken away. It was no different from the plan. As for who the father of "It" is, that is the matter of the Xie family, and has nothing to do with her. After all, Shen Yan himself has never received the love of his father and mother, and even if he gives birth to a child he loves and his own, he can never bear the responsibility of a mother. Moreover, she is still very young and has a long life, so there is no need to stick to her children.
"I want to see the savage." The tone was slow, willful as in the past, making strange requests one by one.
"Okay, I'll go after a while." As for the time period, after all, a child was born, and the body had to rest for a period of time.
"Learn to drive a yacht." A strange thought suddenly flowed out of my mind.
"Let's learn together."
"Bungee jumping!"
"This... let's take it easy for a while, let's do something easy."
"You're not smiling at this time, you look so serious." Fingers pinched his face , Unable to be happy, let the complicated emotions spread in the chest.
"Then let me smile." Xie Yizhen reluctantly forced himself to smile. His parents died early, and he was already used to an unrestrained life. Of course, life would not be without fun, but there are a few people who often smile when they are alone. . It's too weird.
But since it's her request, it doesn't hurt to do it, "Are you going to sleep?"
"Well." I was so sleepy that I couldn't get enough sleep. The next second, the woman fell into a sweet dreamland.
Fingertips ran across the broken hair on the temples, Xie Yizhen gently wrapped them behind Shen Yan's ears. The woman he liked in the past was by his side, and his lovesickness was like saccharification in water. It was supposed to be sweet, but he was not very happy about it.
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