The best mistake

Child in his belly?

Author pov.

Huaisang comfort his Friend, Wangji who was so down. He even take him out for a mood fresh up. Huaisang know how dangerous to leave a stressful Wangji alone in the house.

Huaisang's eyes sparkled with mischief as he teased Wangji, trying to lift his friend's spirits. "Wangji, which flavor ice cream do you want? Anything?"

Wangji's response was monotone, his voice barely above a whisper. "Anything."

Huaisang grinned, sensing an opportunity to poke fun at his friend. "Anything means anything, right? So, it could be fatty dick too?" He winked, trying to elicit a reaction from Wangji.

Wangji's expression changed from despair to annoyance, and he shot back, "Bish, I'll stuff that thingy into your mouth. Shut the fuck up. And bring me Cherry flavor."

Huaisang chuckled, happy to see Wangji showing some spark, even if it was just irritation. "Ah, Cherry flavor, coming right up!" He teased, "And don't worry, I'll keep my 'thingy' to myself."

As Huaisang handed Wangji his ice cream, he noticed a slight improvement in his friend's demeanor. The corners of Wangji's mouth twitched, and his eyes seemed a little brighter. It was a small victory, but Huaisang was thrilled to have brought Wangji out of his dark zone, even if only for a moment.

"Thanks, Huaisang," Wangji muttered, taking a lick of his ice cream.

Huaisang smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction. "Anytime, buddy. Now, let's enjoy our ice cream and forget about the world for a bit."

As they walked and ate, Huaisang kept the conversation light, sharing silly stories and jokes to keep Wangji's mind off his troubles. And though Wangji still seemed subdued, Huaisang knew he was making progress, one small step at a time.

As they continued their stroll, Huaisang noticed Wangji's pace slowing down, his eyes fixed on something in the distance. Following his gaze, Huaisang saw a small, quaint park nestled between two buildings.

"Hey, want to sit down for a bit?" Huaisang asked, nodding towards the park.

Wangji hesitated for a moment before nodding, and they made their way towards the park. They found a quiet bench, and Wangji sat down, his eyes still fixed on some unknown point.

Huaisang sat beside him, not pushing for conversation, just letting the silence between them be comfortable. They sat there for a while, watching as people walked by, children played, and the sun began to set.

After a while, Wangji spoke up, his voice barely above a whisper. "Huaisang?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for bringing me out today. I needed this."

Huaisang smiled, putting a hand on Wangji's shoulder. "Anytime, buddy. That's what friends are for."

Wangji nodded, a small smile on his face, and they sat there in comfortable silence, enjoying the peacefulness of the park.

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"Ah" Cheng groaned, slowly sitting up on the bed and rubbing his temples. He looked around, taking in the luxurious room, and his confusion grew. "Where the hell am I?"