After Jing Zhixuan left, Su Mu leaned on the head of the bed, opened the colored stone ring in the palm of his hand, pinched it with his index finger and thumb, lifted it up, and gently shook his wrist in the direction of the sun, letting the reflected colorful light beams freely Dancing in his eyes.
If Jing Zhixuan really liked him, it would not be difficult to accept the child he bore for him.
At this time, Su Mu had a sweet smile on his lips, and he had imagined countless scenes of Jing Zhixuan meeting Su Ying for the first time in his mind. Without exception, Jing Zhixuan hugged and held his son high. screen.
But…
Suddenly being told that he has such a big child, a normal person must be frightened, so how should he tell Jing Zhixuan later so as not to frighten him
Maybe he should start with Beibei first, and then lead Xiaoying to give Jing Zhixuan a process of mental preparation
Or maybe he should start from the time when he left T University, telling Jing Zhixuan that he found out that he was pregnant before leaving, no, no, no, that kind of sad thing is not suitable to be brought up today...
Or, should he...
Su Mu jumped up from the bed suddenly, took out his mobile phone to check the time, it is only ten o'clock in the morning, it should not be more than eleven o'clock when Jing Zhixuan finishes his work, then when Jing Zhixuan comes over, he will directly take Let Jing Zhixuan go to Xiaoying's school, let Jing Zhixuan see with his own eyes how healthy and handsome the baby he has conceived and raised for him for five years is just like him .
After all, blood is thicker than water, maybe Jing Zhixuan could accept his son at first sight, and then the three of them went to have lunch together, Jing Zhixuan fed him, he fed his son...
After thinking about it, Su Mu clicked into the phone's cloud photos and began to organize Su Ying's photos from childhood to adulthood.
Su Mu likes to take pictures of Su Ying very much. The cloud photo records the photos from Su Ying's three-day birth, to the full moon photos, one-year-old, two-year-old, three-year-old, and four-year-old photos. A total of six files have been created. folder, and there is another folder that contains all the photos of him and his son, which are neatly stored and there is no need to organize them again.
Su Mu, who was flipping through his son's photos quickly, paused suddenly, and gently rubbed his fingertips against the photo of Su Ying wearing a happy birthday hat and saying 'yeah' with her right hand, always aloof.
This was taken on Su Ying's fourth birthday three months ago.
That day, Su Ying still went to kindergarten during the day, and celebrated her birthday at home in the evening. Apart from Shi Rushui and his son, only He Wenzhuo and his wife came.
On that day, Shi Rushui bought Su Ying an oversized bear double-layer cake, and Huang Yaoquan vigorously carried forward the spirit of being a dry cake, custom-made a dual-drive children's four-wheel small cross-country for Xiaoying from abroad, and bought it from abroad. Everything from food to cooking is contracted by one single effort.
It's no wonder that after celebrating Su Ying's birthday, He Wenzhuo wanted to have a child no matter what.
It's not that Huang Yaoquan likes it.
Su Mu smiled lightly, with his fingertips lingering lightly on the cream stained on the corner of his son's mouth. When his son celebrates his next birthday, the picture will definitely be warmer than this.
When Jing Zhixuan comes back after a while, should he show Jing Zhixuan his son's photo first, or take him directly to the kindergarten
Just as Su Mu fiddled with scrolling across the phone screen, the auto-sensing glass door suddenly opened, and Jing Zhixuan strode in.
As soon as Su Mu heard the voice and raised his head to see Jing Zhixuan, he didn't care about his dignity, he got up and lay down on the bed, and quickly crawled to the end of the bed, like a little puppy pleasing its master.
Jing Zhixuan was also very enthusiastic. Before Su Mu could sit up on his knees, he put Su Mu under his armpit and picked him up. Without saying a word, he bent over and kissed Su Mu.
This kiss was definitely not tender.
Almost as soon as Jing Zhixuan touched Su Mu, his strong arms hugged him tightly, his fiery lips completely wrapped Su Mu's lips, and the tip of his tongue fiercely opened the gap between Su Mu's lips. The entrance, once in, disturbed Su Mu's breathing forcefully.
After vigorously exploring every inch with the tip of his tongue, Jing Zhixuan sucked the saliva flowing from the corners of Su Mu's lips into his mouth when he backed away, panting heavily and leaving him.
Jing Zhixuan supported Su Mu's chin with his jaw, and the affection in his eyes couldn't suppress the anxiety deep in his eyes: "Honey, I have something very important to deal with right away, can you wait here for me? "
"...!!!" About five or six seconds later, after Su Mu got the meaning of Jing Zhixuan's words, his pupils zoomed, and he took a breath: "You..." Finally Su Mu opened his mouth, like a kitten. Looking at Jing Zhixuan with eyes moistened after passion, he said obediently: "...Okay, I'll wait for you."
"Chirp~" Jing Zhixuan finally kissed the tip of Su Mu's nose, and quickly let him go: "I'll do it as soon as possible."
Then, Jing Zhixuan turned around and left in a hurry.
When Jing Zhixuan's back disappeared, Su Mu's body completely softened. He knelt down at the end of the bed and picked up the mobile phone that had fallen on the bed.
The phone screen was still on, and it was taken a few days ago when he and Lu Qiming took Su Ying to the children's playground. The little guy was very happy that day, and now, from the photo, he can still feel his son's happiness at that time.
It seems that there is no hope for a family of three to eat together at noon.
But after a little disappointment, Su Mu raised his fingertips and rubbed the place where Jing Zhixuan had just kissed fiercely, and soon felt refreshed again, and then picked up his phone and lay down on the bedside to browse through his son's photos.
Jing Zhixuan left in a hurry, he hoped to make a quick decision and come back to have lunch with Su Mu as soon as possible.
But when he rushed to Huaren Hospital next to Huaren Sanatorium in the eastern suburbs, Jing Zhixuan knew that Jing Baishen's illness was more serious than expected.
With trembling hands, he signed the terms of life and death at his own risk, and the hospital and doctors will not take any responsibility. Watching Jing Baishen being pushed into the emergency room, he clenched his fists through the small window of the operating door and looked anxiously at the only relative on the white bed. Surrounded by a group of white coats.
He couldn't hear what the doctor next to him said, so Wei Zicheng sighed, called the doctor over, and followed the doctor to go through the rest of the procedures.
Jing Boshen is Jing Zhixuan's grandfather. In fact, Jing Zhixuan has long been mentally prepared for Jing Baishen's illness.
What Jing Boshen suffered from was cerebral infarction. Ever since Qian Zhixuan's parents passed away in a car accident twelve years ago, and he experienced a white-haired man sending off a black-haired man, he had the initial symptoms of this disease.
Jing Zhixuan was still young at the time, and the Jingsong Technology Co., Ltd. founded by his parents suddenly lost his family. Jing Baishen, who had been a teacher for most of his life, had to carry a big knife at that time, but because he knew nothing about management and technology, Jing Baishen Shen later introduced relatives to listen to the relatives, but within two years, he 'give away' the company.
This caused Jing Boshen, who was burdened with a huge psychological burden, to suffer from hemiplegia after he fell ill. He has been living in a suburban nursing home in K City for many years, relying on the life insurance that Jing Zhixuan's parents bought for him in the nursing home.
In the past two years, Jing Zhixuan has developed, so he sent Jing Baishen to Huaren Nursing Home, the best eastern suburb of K City. Years ago, Jing Baishen fell ill and had a language barrier. He was expected to recover slowly, but unexpectedly Went to the emergency room again today.
Jing Zhixuan stood upright at the door of the ward like a pine tree.
About half an hour later, Li Xuan and Li Luo also came running out of breath, Li Luo greeted Jing Zhixuan, seeing that the latter just nodded slightly, and said nothing more.
Li Luo followed Jing Zhixuan and stood at the door for a while, and after about ten minutes, he sat down on a chair in the waiting area with Li Xuan's support.
Su Mu went through all the photos of his son, sorted out a few photos of him with Xiaoying and Lu Xin, and then quit. Seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock, he wondered if Jing Zhixuan would come back to accompany him. He eats lunch.
Su Mu rolled around on the Ruoda water bed a little anxiously, then got up to go to the tea room to order some water, and waited for his elementary school brother when he was full.
Su Mu walked to the easel of the lotus pond to find his teacup and went to the tea room opposite the corridor of the conservatory on the 56th floor, only to find that there was no water in the clean bucket.
Probably today's special assistants were all dazed from their work. Su Mu shook his head and prepared to go downstairs to fetch water. When he passed the assistant's office, there was no one there.
The tea room on the fifty-fifth floor is just at the head of the stairs. Su Mu has passed by there many times, so he is quite familiar with it.
However, in the usually quiet tea room, there were two more gossipers today because all the 56 floors were out.
What they were talking about was the King Boss that they were afraid to avoid on weekdays.
The two women are senior employees with a high level of education, but they gossip like ordinary people.
They deliberately lowered their voices, but Su Mu was standing above their heads, there was no partition between the tea room and the stairwell, and the space above seemed to respond, allowing Su Mu to hear their conversation clearly.
Staff A: "... I see you, don't miss our President any more."
Staff B: "That Mr. Li is not really pregnant with our president's child, is it so easy for Shuang'er to get pregnant?"
Hearing these words, Su Mu, who couldn't walk down, stopped walking back.
Staff A: "Old Song from the restaurant said that, that's right, Mr. Li explained everything in detail about what he ate and drank, how much he had, and how little he had. Basically, he clearly stated that he was pregnant."
Staff B: "Maybe... it's a misunderstanding."
Staff A: "Please, that Li Luo has spent several nights here, anyway, he can't be innocent. If you want me to say that our president likes to play with twins, did you see last afternoon, the one he brought said he was here for painting, His hair is short, and I can directly see the rings on his ears, and with that appearance and figure, he must be a double."
Staff B didn't care about these gossips, and hurriedly asked: "Is the Li Luo you mentioned really our President Li's younger brother?"
"Yes." Staff A: "Li Xuan and Li Luo, Li Luo is also called Brother Li Xuan, who is not a real brother but also a cousin, and with Mr. Li standing here, I advise you not to try to compete with his younger brother for a man! "
'Clap! '
The water glass in Su Mu's hand slipped and hit the wooden stairs. The two female staff subconsciously took a step back and looked up, just in time to meet Su Mu's looking down.
The two female staff were stunned for a moment, and quickly fled the scene. Su Mu pursed her lips in pain, walked down the stairs a few steps, picked up the teacup, and went upstairs without drinking water.
Don't believe everything other people say, and you have to believe it, this is what grandpa told him.
You can't ignore other people's words, but you can't care too much, this is what grandpa said.
Hearing the words of the two female staff members today, Su Mu was dubious, but her heart ached and she almost suffocated.
Jing Zhixuan never lied before, he either didn't tell, or he only told the truth, so the day before yesterday Jing Zhixuan said that he had nothing to do with Li Luo, he should believe him.
Su Mu put the water glass on the wooden table in the middle of the garden room, turned on the phone screen tremblingly, and found Jing Zhixuan's phone number.
Jing Zhixuan, who stood silently waiting at the door of the ward, frowned when he heard the ringtone of the English song, and hurriedly took out his phone, and left the door of the ward while taking out the phone.
This ringtone was specially set for Su Mu. This morning, after calling Su Mu at Shuyuan Mingjia, he changed the ringtone to a specific phone ringtone so that Su Mu could answer the call immediately.
When Jing Zhixuan picked up the phone, he glanced at the time, and said in a deep tone, "Mu Mu."
"... Hmm." For a while Su Mu didn't know what to say: "Zhixuan, are you still busy?"
"...um." Hearing Su Mu's voice, Jing Zhixuan's nose felt sore for a moment, and he really wanted to hug Su Mu to feel his warm embrace immediately: "It's noon, are you hungry?"
"Not hungry." Jing Zhixuan's voice was still so gentle, and Su Mu let out a sigh of relief: "Are you... busy? Did I bother you?"
Jing Zhixuan raised the corners of his lips slightly and shook his head, "...no."
"Brother Xuan!" Li Luo's unique crisp voice sounded from behind Jing Zhixuan, Jing Zhixuan turned his head, his phoenix eyes were not angry but mighty, Li Luo couldn't help lowering his voice: "Grandpa's operation is over."
"..." Jing Zhixuan nodded at Li Luo, and walked to the door of the operating room: "... Mu Mu?"
"Zhixuan." On the other end of the phone, Su Mu's voice changed slightly: "I... If you are busy, I will go back today."
Jing Zhixuan paused, and when the door of the operating room opened, he covered his heart and lightly touched the phone's microphone with his lips, and finally said: "Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Jing Zhixuan strode towards the operating room while telling Wei Zicheng who was following him, "Call Zhang Zhu and ask her to take Mumu back."
Jing Baishen's situation is not very optimistic. He was pushed out of the operating room in a coma. Although his life is not in danger, Jing Baishen, who is close to the first-grade cerebral infarction patient, is likely to remain in this coma forever. , can no longer wake up.
Jing Zhixuan supported Jing Baishen's hospital bed, tightly gripped the cold stainless steel edge of the bed, and prayed silently in his heart.
Heaven? hell? do you know
I know.
Do you know what it's like to fly from hell to heaven, and then fall from heaven to hell
I know.
After hanging up the phone, Su Mu stood there in a daze for a while, then walked back to the room with a view, and neatly put all the outlines that Jing Zhixuan took off on the bed to show off into the sandalwood box, and put them on the partition of the wooden cabinet .
In the end, he took the silver ring that Jing Zhixuan took off from the partition, held it in his palm, closed the cabinet door, and left the view room.
When Su Mu walked out of the conservatory, Zhang Kexin was already waiting in the hall. Seeing Su Mu coming and smiling, Su Mu couldn't smile, so he nodded and went downstairs with Zhang Kexin.
Su Mu really couldn't show a relaxed appearance, and Zhang Kexin had a pair of good eyesight to observe the situation, so he played soft music, unlike the last time he chatted about the floating world, and quietly acted as a good driver.
There was a traffic jam on the road at noon, and it was already 1:30 when Su Mu arrived home, or because he ate too much in the morning, he didn't feel empty in his stomach at all, but felt empty in his heart, like a walking dead whose heart had been dug out, and his mind was also empty , I don’t think about anything, I wish I could be a fool for the rest of my life.
Until he stepped into the familiar door, the walking dead finally completely slumped his shoulders, holding on to the shoe cabinet in the entrance to breathe.
"Hey," Shi Rushui came out of the kitchen shaking his hands, and rolled his eyes as soon as he saw Su Mu at the door of the kitchen: "Who is this, who came back so early today?"
"... Rushui." Su Mu's tears burst out uncontrollably when he heard the familiar voice that was a bit coquettish, and he threw himself on Shi Rushui with the last bit of strength: "Shui Shui... my heart, my heart It hurts."
Shi Rushui hastily rubbed his hand with water beads on his body, supported Su Mu's body, and led the person half-dragging and half-carrying him to the sofa: "Damn, cry less, don't put My son was woken up!"
Disgusted, Shi Rushui took out a wet towel and gently held Su Mu's shoulders to wipe his tears.
Sure enough, Su Mu's crying became quieter, but his body trembled more violently: "Woooo... Shui Shui, my heart... hurts so much."
Shi Rushui sighed.
Su Mu still murmured and repeated the sentence: "Shui Shui...my heart... hurts so much."
"I know, I know!" Shi Rushui frowned, he could feel the pain in Su Mu's heart, he had known Su Mu for two years, no matter how soft this person's heart was, all he showed was perseverance and strength, don't Speaking of crying, even negative emotions are hard to find on his face.
And recently...
Hey, Shi Rushui sighed again, he knew that such a day would always come.
Shi Rushui picked up the chrysanthemum tea on the table that he hadn't had time to drink, put it to Su Mu's lips and forced him to take a sip.
After drinking water, Su Mu seemed to wake up a little bit. He shook his head, took off his shoes, put his feet on the sofa, hugged his legs in front of him, and curled up, leaning against the sofa, his teary eyes were numb. Staring intently at the cup of tea that Shi Rushui put down.
Shi Rushui also took off his shoes, and sat curled up on the spacious sofa with his knees hugged like Su Mu, with his chin resting on his knees, and tilted his head to Su Mu: "Tell me, what's the matter, my wronged little princess."
Su Mu also turned his head to the side, staring at Shi Rushui in a daze, and it took him a long time to say what happened.
It was the first time I saw Li Luo, and today when I heard the news of Li Luo's pregnancy, Su Mu said it emphatically, and ignored everything else.
After listening to the 'whole' incident, Shi Rushui raised Liu Yemei: "You mean, Li Luo is a twin, and then she was pregnant, and you are calling you a little monster who is neither male nor female?! Pfft... Is it you or his brain damage!"
"..." Su Mu was stunned for a moment, always feeling that there was something wrong with Shi Rushui's brain circuit, and the corners of his mouth twitched for a long time: "He is so weird, what can I do? It's not a question of whether a little monster is not a little monster, but that he is pregnant. Jing Zhixuan's child."
"Oh..." Shi Rushui asked with a funny face: "Brother Su, what if that little monster is pregnant with Jing Zhixuan's child? What are you doing?"
Su Mu anxiously raised her hair and put her left ear in front of Shi Rushui's eyes: "But... Jing Zhixuan is teasing me! Didn't I say that he bought me a lot of profile rings."
Shi Rushui shrugged, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Then you just refuse to flirt!"
Su Mu wanted to get mad: "These are not the point, the point is that Jing Zhixuan teased me, and I also want to be teased by him, heck, anyway, when we were flirting consensually, now there is a cub out of nowhere rival in love, do you understand!"
"..." Shi Rushui raised his hand to rest his forehead, and for a long time, the fox stared at Su Mu for a moment, and asked seriously: "Where have you got so far? Really. Are there any live ammunition?"
Su Mu blushed: "It's... done."
After speaking, Su Mu gave Shi Rushui a desperate look and said, "Forget it, I am the number one idiot in the world who tried to ask you to help me comfort me."
"Okay." Shi Rushui pinched Su Mu's chin angrily and turned his face away, then let go of his hand and said, "To be serious, first, you can't be sure that the person surnamed Li is a twin, and she is pregnant with your primary school child." Brother’s son, it’s too early to be sad now. Second, you have been separated from elementary school brother for so many years. Even though you were so good before, people are the most fickle animals. If you don’t understand you well, you will lose your heart. wrong."
Su Mu lowered his head and poked his fingers hard on his knee. In fact, he felt much better with Shi Rushui's company: "Then what should I do?"
Shi Rushui glanced at Su Mu: "What can I do, if your younger brother Jing is alive, big, and good, let's just use it as a cucumber, refresh your body, and don't lose your mind."
"What a mess, I don't owe it to me to like him!" Su Mu wailed, "Shui Shui, do you know that he has been really nice to me these two days, I was tempted, I wanted to tell him today, I bore him a son..."
Just as he was talking, Su Mu's cell phone, which had fallen from his trouser pocket on the sofa, rang.
Su Mu lazily picked up the phone and looked at it, and almost threw it away in fright: "Fuck, Shuishui, it's Jing Zhixuan! What should I do?!"
"What can we do?" Shi Rushui pursed his mouth: "Go on, don't you want to know if your elementary school brother has impregnated someone else, just ask."
Su Mu looked like he wanted to die: "Should I ask directly?"
Shi Rushui narrowed his fox eyes, put his finger on his chin and tapped it lightly, and looked at Su Mu after seemingly thinking about it, "Why don't you just ask him how much a catty of cucumbers are?"
Su Mu almost choked on his saliva: "Are... are you trying to kill me!"
"Hehe, I'm an expert in love, believe it or not!" Shi Rushui, who specializes in Jinjiang abuse and attacking essays, has a proud face: "Actually, you should be lucky now, at least you didn't sell your son before you discovered the essence of scumbags. Fortunately, if you ask yourself now, you can quickly kick people and go back to your original life, and at worst, I will fight against you!"
Su Mu: "..."
After finishing speaking, Shi Rushui glanced down at the phone screen in Su Mu's hand, and reminded coolly: "I said, little brother Su, if you don't answer the phone, you really don't need to answer it."
Su Mu swiped the answer button on the screen suddenly, looked at Shi Rushui with a pair of misty almond eyes, and asked loudly into the microphone of the mobile phone in a tone of death, "Jing Zhixuan, do you know how much a catty of cucumbers are?"
The opposite side was quiet for about five seconds, Jing Zhixuan: "Cucumber? How much is a catty?"
Su Mu reached out and grabbed Shi Rushui who was about to get off the sofa and escaped, and said loudly again: "One dollar and sixty-eight cents!!!"
Shi Rushui: I've never seen such an idiot, do I take my jokes so seriously! !