I Woke up and Was Pregnant

Fu Zhen hadn't spoken all the time. He quietly looked at the two men in front of him. This time, what did they find themselves for? What else do they want to take away from themselves?

Jiang Hengshu had met Fu Jianchen and Fu Ting, and knew that they had a relationship with Fu Zhen. In this case, what he needed to do was to protect Fu Zhen, and Fu Zhen should take care of the rest.

Fu Jianchen stared at Fu Zhen walking towards him. He completely ignored Jiang Hengshu who was walking beside Fu Zhen. His lips were trembling, and countless words were stuck in his throat, as if he was afraid of scaring him away. Just asked him softly: "How have you been in the past two years...?"

Fu Zhen almost thought he had auditory hallucinations. What kind of joke was Fu Jianchen? He is asking if he is doing well?

Fu Zhen was still silent. The Fu Jianchen in front of him gave him an unreal feeling, as if he was the same him many years ago, as if the dream that haunted him through all the difficult years was finally broken at this moment.

But it was too late. Fu Zhen would not believe that Fu Jianchen would really return to the original, nor would he be in harmony with Tang Wanwan as he wished.

Whether the scene before him is true or false, it has nothing to do with him anymore.

"Very good," Fu Zhen said.

There is no need to tell the two strangers in front of the pain and torture that have been suffered.

What Fu Zhen said was not the truth. Everyone present knew it, but he said that, making Fu Jianchen suddenly wonder how to continue. He could see the strong resistance and defense in Fu Zhen's eyes against him. It should be the look a child shows to his father.

He remembered the dreams he often had recently. In the dream, Fu Zhen pushed himself away. His eyes were full of exhaustion and sadness. He was saying to himself: "It's too late, I don't want you."

This dream finally turned into reality, and his most beloved child will never have anything to do with him ever since.

Fu Jianchen didn't want this. He hoped that Fu Zhen could return to him and call him Dad. He hoped that time could be turned back and he would return to the time when he had not made any mistakes.

Fu Jianchen felt his tongue stiff, as if poisoned, bitter regret spread in his heart, and finally squeezed a voice from the narrow gap in his throat. After exhausting all his strength, he asked Fu True: "What else can Dad do for you?"

Fu Zhenwei was taken aback. He had forgotten how long he hadn’t heard Fu Jianchen calling himself father, but the more they were like this, the more he felt that there was a huge conspiracy waiting for him. He broke his left leg last time. He didn't want to lose his life this time, he had just established a new home with Jiang Hengshu, and he wanted to have a new future here.

"I don't want to see you again, please don't show up in front of me, okay?" Fu Zhen looked at Fu Jianchen in front of him, with pleading eyes, he said softly to Fu Jianchen, "I beg."

The north wind whistled, and the horns of cars sounded on the street next door, and the dry branches swayed in the wind, and Fu Jianchen could not hear them. Now his child was begging him not to show up in front of him again. Fu Zhen's appearance made Fu Jianchen unable to refuse. He used a lot of effort to stop himself from nodding.

After a while, Fu Jianchen's voice trembled and asked: "Your legs..."

Fu Jianchen suddenly remembered that when he saw Fu Zhen in the hospital last time, he had visited the doctor who treated Fu Zhen. The doctor said it was too late. If he came earlier, he still had a chance to recover completely.

They woke up too late. Not only were they two years late, but now Fu Jianchen understood that they might also be late for the rest of Fu Zhen's life.

Fu Zhen lowered his eyes, and said blankly to Fu Jianchen in front of him: "...It's broken, and it won't be better in the future. You can rest assured."

After saying this, Fu Zhen realized that the sharp point was a little bit mean. He didn't want to be like this. He already had a new life and didn't need to be trapped in the past.

He pursed his lips, tilted his head and glanced at Jiang Hengshu, who was always standing next to him. With a smile on the corners of his mouth, Jiang Hengshu patted his shoulder, as if giving Fu Zhen to continue to stand in this way. The power to go down.

Fu Jianchen moved his lips, and finally said this two-year late apology: "Dad, I'm sorry."

But this sentence has no meaning to Fu Zhen today.

There was fine snow falling in the sky, and the street lamps on both sides of the road lit up one by one.

Fu Zhen laughed when he heard what Fu Jianchen said. He slowly said to Fu Jianchen, "Mr. Fu, you are no longer my father. Don't forget that we broke off the relationship between father and son two years ago. We should be considered strangers now. I’m sorry to appear in front of you again. According to Mr. Fu Ting’s words, if he is allowed to see me again, he should also interrupt my other leg, but I think our The encounter should not be my fault. In order to prevent me from worrying about my life in the future, I beg you, we don’t see each other again.”

The blood on Fu Ting's face disappeared the moment Fu Zhen said this, and Fu Jianchen was not much better than him.

Fu Zhen's heart only felt unspeakable, as if the depression accumulated over the years disappeared. He looked at the appearance of Fu Jianchen and Fu Ting at this time and only felt that they were hypocritical, and the corners of his mouth evoked an arc.

Jiang Hengshu held Fu Zhen's hand in distress. He could see the pain that Fu Zhen didn't notice. While stabbing Fu Jianchen and the others, these knives also left a scratch on his body. He said to him: "Let's go back."

Then Jiang Hengshu nodded to Fu Jianchen and said politely: "Mr. Fu, let's go back first."

Fu Jianchen looked at Jiang Hengshu in front of him with an unhappy face. He suddenly remembered that the man with blue eyes that the landlord said should be the man in front of him. He asked Jiang Hengshu, "Who are you?"

When Jiang Hengshu was about to speak, Fu Zhen pulled his clothes and said to him: "Jiang Hengshu, let's go", and pulled Jiang Hengshu around to walk into the building.

"Xiaozhen..." Fu Jianchen called his name with a sad face behind Fu Zhen.

Fu Zhen stopped, turned his head abruptly, and looked straight at Fu Jianchen. He said word by word: "Mr. Fu, do you remember what you have done to me? If you forget, I actually don’t mind helping you revisit it once. Why do you feel that saying an apology can all be taken away as a cloud of smoke? Why do you think I will go back with you?"

When he saw Fu Jianchen’s pale face and trembling lips, Fu Zhen suddenly felt soft. He stopped his sharp hurtful words. Several people were relatively silent. Fu Zhen moved his lips and let out a long sigh. The voice seemed to be floating in the wind: "What else is good in the Fu family, it is no longer my home."

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and soon a thin layer of white will be covered on the withered lawn. Under the white street lamp, Fu Jianchen’s eyes are already a little red. He said to Fu Zhen: "That will always be your home. ."

Fu Zhen laughed lightly. He shook his head and said to Fu Jianchen, "I don't believe it. If one day I quarrel with Tang Wanwan again, you guys will kick me out, why bother? Everyone will assume that they have never known each other before. Tang Wanwan is already married. Maybe soon you can have a grandson, and you can enjoy the family happiness together."

Fu Jianchen didn't speak, but looked at Fu Zhen unblinkingly. At this moment, he didn't know what else he could say.

Fu Zhen sucked his nose and raised his head again. He looked serious and said to Fu Jianchen, "I am very grateful to your father for 20 years of nurturing, but maybe there is no way to repay you in this life. I will definitely pay you back in the next life."

This is the first time that Fu Zhen has called Fu Jianchen's father again after leaving the Fu family, but I am afraid it will be the last time.

"No..." Fu Jianchen murmured, probably in response to the sentence Fu Zhen just said and would just leave him out of the Fu family.

Fu Zhen didn't hear Fu Jianchen's words. He turned around and entered the building without looking back, just like they had seen in their dreams.

Fu Jianchen's whole body seemed to be frozen by the wind and snow, and would never melt again. He watched Fu Zhen disappear into his sight.

After Fu Zhen returned home, Jiang Hengshu sat beside him with him. The two did not speak, and leaned together quietly. The lights fell on the floor, the snow was floating outside the window, and the snowflakes were flying in the air, caught by the cold wind. Catch and beat until they hit the ground.

Fu Zhen suddenly turned his head and said to Jiang Hengshu, "Should we make dinner?"

"What to eat?"

Fu Zhen was actually a little bit overwhelmed, but he didn't want to look like he was still under the influence of Fu Jianchen and others. He considered for a while and didn't decide what to eat. Jiang Hengshu touched his head, stood up and said, "I Go and cook some dumplings for you. What stuffing do you want?"

Fu Zhen hummed, raised his head and said, "Pork and green onion."

Jiang Hengshu nodded and went to work in the kitchen. He quickly cooked two plates of dumplings and called Fu Zhen to eat.

Fu Zhen only ate two and then put down his chopsticks. He frowned and asked Jiang Hengshu, "Why would they suddenly come to me today?"

Jiang Hengshu did not speak, and Fu Zhen diverged thinking and said to himself: "Is it because Tang Wanwan has a heart attack and needs an organ transplant, so he came to me. After he tricked me back to Fu's house, he immediately became a partner. Type, and then transplant my heart to Tang Wanwan's body."

Jiang Hengshu couldn't help laughing, and said to Fu Zhen, "What do you think?"

Fu Zhen also felt that what he had said was too unrealistic, so he chuckled.

"Well, don't think about it so much, everything is over." Jiang Hengshu comforted him, and put a dumpling into Fu Zhen's bowl by the way.

Everything is over, and everything has a new beginning.