Since the beginning of winter, it has been drizzling in Shencheng for nearly a whole month. The air in the entire city is so humid that water can be squeezed out, and the sales of dryers in shopping malls have hit a record. The most.
Wen Yi came out of a public toilet on the south side of the People's Park. The smell of mold and the drizzle all over the sky made her feel restless and noisy.
A couple of young lovers rushed over under a thin curtain of rain. The girl complained that it was such a bad weather for her to travel. The boy defended in a low voice. The girl was even more angry. She mentioned that the clothes washed in the hotel could not be dried and that the internet celebrity meal just now was expensive and expensive. It's delicious and the chatter is endless.
Wen Yi became more and more upset. She pulled a few rolls of paper from the side and wrapped the pregnancy test stick in her hand, stuffed it into her platinum bag, took out her car key, and unlocked the little Audi parked on the roadside.
After getting into the car and turning on the air conditioner, the car was filled with the faint scent of ebony and agarwood. Isolated from the stifling smell of humid air and the unnecessary quarrels between men and women, Wen Yi finally breathed.
She adjusted her position and lay back, squinting her eyes. The parking space near the public toilet is free for twenty minutes, which means she can stay for thirteen minutes.
Twenty-eight-year-old life is the most fucked up moment.
She never thought about getting married and having children, and vowed not to get involved in trivial family matters. She lived the first two-thirds of her life in a carefree way, and spent the last third of her life living in a nursing home. If she couldn't, she would just close her eyes or lie down, and it was the same.
Now she's stuck at the one-third mark, and God won't let her be free and easy.
Wen Yi thought carefully about the three times that night a month ago. They had clearly taken safety measures, so why did an accident happen?
I also wonder whether it is because of the economic difficulties that the hotel industry has collapsed and even the condoms have expired? Or is the quality of the set simply inferior?
It's crazy that such a low-probability event could happen to her.
Wen Yi scratched his hair and felt angry. It was all Qin Nanshan's fault. Who knows what a nerd in mathematics could do to attend a medical forum? He just went and was used as a weapon.
This is simple to say. She was in the critical stage of promotion from sales director to regional manager. When the country cracked down on corruption in the medical field, her competitors couldn't find anything to do with her and wanted to cause trouble.
He originally wanted to bribe her for sex, but in the end he made a mistake and Wen Yi slept with Qin Nanshan.
Strange things come and go and I can only blame myself for being unlucky.
She reached for her bag, felt disgusted when she saw the ball of paper, and felt it was dirty. She quickly took it out and threw it into the back row, then took out her cell phone to call Zhao Ling.
Wen Yi met Zhao Ling when she was working as an errand agent in the First Affiliated Hospital. At that time, Zhao Ling was still a trainee doctor. With a strong sense of integrity, she looked down on Wen Yi's work content. Wen Yi despised her pretentiousness and also didn't like to talk to her.
But when they were no longer in charge of the business of the First Affiliated Hospital, the two of them became very familiar with each other. In their free time, they could meet up to drink coffee and gossip about all kinds of interesting things between doctors, nurses and patients.
Zhao Ling didn't work and answered the phone quickly. Wen Yi got straight to the point: "Make an appointment with the gynecology department for me." "Wen Yi
! I'm not in the gynecology department! I'm in the neurosurgery department! How many times have I told you!" Zhao Ling shouted loudly. After yelling, she realized later: "What's going on? Menopause?"
"...Get out." Wen Yi said calmly: "I'm pregnant." There was
a long silence as Zhao Ling digested this sudden news for her. After digesting the news, he used his gossip attributes: "I have a rest today, drink coffee?"
"No, go to the hospital." Wen Yi looked down at the watch, adjusted his position, put on his seat belt, started the car, turned on the lights and left People's Park.
After they were on the road, Wen Yi asked: "If I remember correctly, are you in the 13th grade of University A?"
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Old Days and New Marriages
RomanceDISCLAIMER: ALL CONTENT OF THE STORY AND COVER BELONG TO ITS RIGHTFULL AUTHOR. ALL TRANSLATION ARE MACHINE TRANSLATED!! Qin Nanshan is one of Wen Yi's least favorite types of men. He is rigid and serious, has no hobbies, and no passion. He is like...