I Woke up and Was Pregnant

Perhaps Fu Zhen was frightened tonight, and his state was a bit wrong. At this time, he was self-willed like a child, pulling Jiang Hengshu's clothes and asking him, "Can you talk to me?"

Jiang Hengshu: "What do you want to say."

Fu Zhen actually didn't think about what he wanted to say to Jiang Hengshu. He just didn't want to go to sleep, he just wanted Jiang Hengshu to accompany him again. He knew he was very selfish, but he couldn't control himself.

"Let me tell you the story of my childhood." Fu Zhen said to Jiang Hengshu after thinking about it for a long time.

Jiang Hengshu gave a hum. From the light of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Fu Zhen’s alarm clock on the bedside table. The hour hand was approaching at a very slow speed. The sky outside was still dim, and the sun would take a long time. appear.

"I was very naughty for a period of time when I was young. Except for my father, no one at home can control me. Once when my father went on a business trip and my brother was not at home, I climbed onto the big banyan tree behind our house and watched They looked for me for a whole day, and then they couldn't find me. They called my dad, who rushed back from the field overnight and hugged me from the tree."

Later, Fu Zhen learned from Fu Ting that after Fu Jianchen's return, he had just negotiated a deal worth more than one billion yuan.

"What then?" Jiang Hengshu asked him.

"Then he coaxed me all night, and beat me severely the next day." When Fu Zhen said this, there was a smile on his face, but the smile soon disappeared.

When Fu Zhen was kidnapped, he had no hope of Fu Jianchen coming to save him. He just passed the street in front of the clinic when he overheard a child calling his father. He suddenly missed the former Fu Jianchen. Come.

He once had a father who loved him, a brother who loved him, and a happy home.

"...I miss my father, but I know that he will never show up again..."

"It's not that I can't accept that there will be no more of them, but I will suddenly miss him very much at a certain moment.

"..."

Fu Zhen’s eyelids grew deeper and lower, and his voice became lower and lower. Jiang Hengshu stayed on the side of his bed until Fu Zhen’s voice disappeared, leaving only the sound of even breathing. The crystal teardrops slid down the cheeks, dripping onto the blue pillow towel, and a dark trace was fainted.

Jiang Hengshu felt that the scene before him was a bit familiar, he hesitated and raised his hand to dry the tears on Fu Zhen's face.

"Don't go..." Fu Zhen muttered softly, his fingers gripping Jiang Hengshu's clothes tightly.

Jiang Hengshu looked down at the young man on the bed, his eyes were with tenderness and pity that he could not even notice, and he would be tucked in by the corner.

He has to go to the construction site to investigate the disappearance case tomorrow, but now he only needs to move a little bit, Fu Zhen's brows will frown, as if he is about to wake up soon, Jiang Hengshu felt for the first time that he might have done something. The potential of the Virgin.

He took off his coat, hung a little beside Fu Zhen and lay down beside the bed. Fu Zhen in the dream seemed to feel something. He turned over and put his arms on Jiang Hengshu's body.

Jiang Hengshu turned off the lights, and their bodies leaned together in the dark, breathing blending together. He somehow recalled the night in the bar, but he couldn't remember anything except the vague light and faint shadow.

At the other end of the city, there was silence in the Fu's half-mountain villa, like water and moonlight, like a fairyland on earth.

Fu Jianchen had a dream. The dream was an endless ocean. His child was sitting on a solitary boat, staring at him with wide eyes. His eyes were covered with a layer of mist, looking melancholy and lonely. Fu Jianchen's heart hurts. Great, he desperately turned his hand at the rudder, wanting to come to the child quickly.

But the storm came suddenly, and the calm sea suddenly became choppy, and a huge wave was set off, and the boat was submerged in the huge waves with a bang, and the children on the boat only had time to let out a short scream, and there was nothing left. What's down.

The foam on the sea was surging, and his child would never come back.

Fu Jianchen woke up from his dream again, his palm was wet, and he remembered what he had seen in his dream, and there was another heart palpitation.

After that day, he never received a call from the kidnappers. When he faced Tang Wanwan during the day, he never remembered that Fu Zhen might be kidnapped. He only remembered after every nightmare. he.

Fu Jianchen picked up the phone on the bedside and found that the kidnapper's number was pulled into the blacklist at some point. Fu Jianchen froze for a long time, sliding his finger stiffly on the screen a few times, and dialing the number.

The phone rang for a long time before being connected. Liu Han on the other end was breathing very fast, as if running for his life: "Fu Jianchen?"

Followed by a series of swear words, until Liu Han finished scolding, Fu Jianchen asked, "How is Fu Zhen now?"

Liu Han on the other end of the phone gave a sneer, and then said casually, "It's probably dead."

Without waiting for Fu Jianchen to ask any more questions, Liu Han hung up the phone and blocked Fu Jianchen's number, which was considered a feng shui turn.

Fu Jianchen casually put on a piece of clothing and walked out of the room. He went down the stairs and stood in front of the sofa in the living room, holding his mobile phone and wondering who to call.

There was a brisk footstep behind him. Fu Jianchen turned her head and found Tang Wanwan was walking down the stairs. She came to Fu Jianchen's eyes and asked him, "What's wrong with you, Dad?"

Fu Jianchen was stunned at once, like a fossil about to be ancient. After a long time, he shook his head and said to Tang Wanwan, "It's okay."

Tang Wanwan smiled and said, "Then father will go back to the room to rest soon."

"You too, good night." After Fu Jianchen said this, he put down his phone and turned around and went upstairs again.

Tang Wanwan stood there, staring at Fu Jianchen's back and lost his thoughts.

...

Jiang Hengshu only woke up after sleeping less than four hours. Fu Zhen beside him was still asleep. His breath was long and he threw on his face with a hint of warmth.

He carefully moved the arm that Fu Zhen put on him, then got up and walked out of this room. He sat on the sofa in the living room, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number: "Check someone for me."

"Who?"

"Fu Zhen."

The other party agreed very happily: "I will give you the result in three days."

After Jiang Hengshu hung up the phone, he leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes. The morning light shone from the window and spread from the floor to the sofa.

The silent rental house gradually came to life, talking, opening the door, sound of water... many kinds of sounds mixed together to compose a volume of the world.

Fu Zhen also woke up with this residential building. Thinking of what happened last night, he felt that he could not face Jiang Hengshu. He was really dizzy. Jiang Hengshu must have been very tired last night. He was still talking about it. Fu Zhen sighed for such a long time, Jiang Hengshu was really a good person.

He tidyed up his messy hair, pulled his slippers and opened the door and walked out of the room. He saw Jiang Hengshu sitting on the sofa. The sunlight fell on his short black hair and his azure blue eyes.

Fu Zhen walked over, and Jiang Heng was aware of his arrival and raised his head to look at him. He only heard Fu Zhen say to himself, "Thank you last night."

Jiang Hengshu nodded and said to Fu Zhen: "Don't go to the construction site today. I will ask the foreman for a leave for you."

Fu Zhen thought the same way. He was in this state and couldn't push a cart of sand on the ground. He just hoped that the foreman would not think that he deliberately lied to him in order not to go to the construction site.

"I'm leaving." Jiang Hengshu picked up the coat on the sofa, got up and left the rental house.

After Jiang Hengshu left, Fu Zhen made himself a simple breakfast, and after eating, he took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo.

This time the kidnapping delayed him for three whole days. There was an illustration that should have been submitted last night. Now the other party might think that he took the deposit and ran away. Sure enough, there are several private messages from the other party last night. But the tone was very good, and Fu Zhen became even more guilty, and he quickly sent a message to the other party.

[Sorry, something happened at home these few days. The drawing has not been completed. The drawing can only be released the day after tomorrow. If you are in a hurry, I can refund the deposit to you. If you are willing to wait, I will give you a discount. Half of your money]

After almost three seconds, a reply was sent from there soon.

[Madam is okay? ]

[It’s okay, thanks for your concern]

[I’m not in a hurry, it’s okay to submit the paper two days later]

[Thank you]

Although the other party said that he didn't mind, Fu Zhen still felt sorry. He didn't plan to ask for the final payment for this illustration. The delivery date of the two head portraits will be tomorrow. Fu Zhen pressed his forehead. Fortunately, there was nothing left. Two avatars, he can still finish painting today if he is faster,

Fu Zhen took out his notebook and drawing board, and began to immerse himself in drawing. Time rushed away from his pen. During the intermission, Fu Zhen browsed a piece of news on the Internet: "Shazhou Chronicle" is expected to be adapted into a live-action TV series, Tang Wan Wan intends to play the heroine.

Question marks hung on Fu Zhen's head. Didn't Tang Wanwan refuse to buy the copyright of "Shazhou Chronicle"? Where did this news come from now?

And what surprised him even more is still behind. Just below the news, there is another movie's press conference. Although there is only a small screenshot, Fu Zhen can still tell at a glance that it is Back then, he worked so hard to shoot a graduation work that was censored before it was released, but now it may soon appear on the big screen, as he once expected.

It's just that now the director of this movie is not him.