Chapter 39: On-site report – cursing and laughing simultaneously.
"Shut down! Shut down the computer immediately!" Wei Sibei roared.
The light ahead was red, so the car stopped. The fourth brother knew that Wei Sibei was completely unable to withstand any bumps, so stability was the priority.
But as soon as they stopped, the cars in front, behind, and to the sides suddenly flickered a few times, as if there were cylindrical objects pointing at them.
Wei Sibei clutched his stomach and gasped for breath, his large belly heaving like a hill in front of him, struggling from side to side. He held his breath for a while before letting out a groan.
During a break, he looked out the window and saw that the sudden bright light was a flash from the car next door, with several people holding phones and cameras and taking pictures in his direction.
Soon after, someone posted a picture in the comments section of the live stream.
Although blurry and taken from an odd angle, one could still vaguely glimpse his mountain-like features and pained expression. The man's imposing figure, combined with the blurred light and shadow, aroused people's curiosity.
Not only in the live stream, but also on various alternate accounts, videos were posted. Most of them were only a dozen seconds long, with no human voice, just extremely loud background music and self-righteous commentary.
The fourth brother said, "Boss, you've really become an overnight sensation! Your debut was your peak! You even have sasaeng fans now."
Wei Sibei kicked the back of Lao Si's chair from behind, twisting his waist and flexing his muscles, his hard belly hanging in front of him: "Are you going to mess with me too? Who, who wants to be famous?"
The fourth brother realized he had spoken too quickly and that the eldest brother might be unhappy about the heat, so he quickly adjusted all four car windows to their darkest positions.
The black cloth blocked out the sunlight and temporarily blocked the cameras of passersby.
However, those other cars still followed Wei Sibei's car, guarding him like sentinels on the wide eight-lane road.
It's a fool not to make money when you can, so we have to capitalize on this massive influx of traffic.
The live stream abruptly ended, leaving viewers anxious and impatient, prompting them to search for the latest updates on other accounts.
Wei Sibei let out a dissatisfied whimper, which was instantly cut into a broken breath by the pain.
The fourth brother was worried: "Boss, just hang in there, there are only two more intersections to go."
"No, no way!" Wei Sibei gripped the front seat, bracing his back against the side. "We can't let them follow us. We have to shake them off first."
Xiao Ji was a little puzzled: "Boss, to be honest, they are also you. Haven't you always been very confident about your belly and always asked us to praise it? Now that so many viewers are praising it, why are you unwilling?"
He wondered if it was just his imagination, but the round belly seemed to extend downwards.
Every time Wei Sibei felt a tightness and hardness, her uterus would be visibly stretched and shaped. When the pain became unbearable, she would instinctively spread her legs wide, but it was of no use.
"How can that be the same?" He slumped back in his seat. "Of course, it doesn't look good when you're in pain."
He struggled to lift his leg and kicked the fourth brother again: "Speed up, shake them off."
The fourth brother stepped on the gas and drove off, then deliberately slowed down at several green lights, before suddenly surging forward just before the yellow light, blocking several cars.
Ye Chuyi called again; the background in the video was clearly Wei Sibei's house.
She had changed into an orange cardigan, and her previous domineering demeanor was gone, replaced by a look of worry: "Si Bei? Where are you?"
When Xiao Ji explained the situation, Ye Chuyi's heart skipped a beat.
For a man to give birth smoothly, the mother of the unborn child must also be present. He said that Wei Sibei was in a lot of pain and couldn't explain the progress of the labor. If he had to give birth on the way and she wasn't by his side, the baby would not only suffocate if the labor dragged on, but Wei Sibei would also be in danger.
Xiao Ji and Lao Si, both bachelors, wouldn't know anything about these things.
Besides, Ye Chuyi didn't know when she would be able to shake off the people following her, so she couldn't just wait at home.
She immediately went downstairs, got her car, and, carrying all the pre-prepared supplies, drove towards the location Xiao Ji had shared.
We drove along this central road until we reached the western suburbs. The number of cars on the road decreased, and the navigation showed that the road was clear. So, Lao Si drove directly onto the elevated highway.
Their luxury car's advantages became apparent; with a few smooth braking maneuvers and accelerations, they quickly shook off the persistent pursuers behind them.
While busy making phone calls, Xiao Ji ordered all the accounts that were randomly posting the boss's videos to be blocked.
As the two dots on the map drew closer, the fourth brother became somewhat excited.
Coming down from the elevated road, there's an undeveloped dirt road. There's a clear dividing line between the cement road and the dirt road, and further ahead is a large pothole.
The fourth brother didn't have time to dodge and slammed on the brakes, but the car still bounced up and down twice.
"Ugh!" Wei Sibei swayed and fell back down, the fetus that had moved down a little seemed to be pushed back up. The pain on his face was hard to suppress, cold sweat poured down his face, and he was panting heavily, rubbing his abdomen hard with one hand.
Xiao Ji couldn't help but kick him: "Steady up, the boss can't take this kind of jolting."
"I'm so sorry, so sorry, it's all my fault. How's the boss?" The fourth brother slapped himself a few times, focused on the road, and the car slowed down.
But if they slowed down, other cars quickly caught up with them. Judging from the car models and drivers, they weren't the same vehicles they had just driven in the city.
They had been driving alone for quite a while, and even circled the area several times to make sure no one was around before slowing down. How could they have been caught up with again so quickly?
This new wave of people, judging from their equipment and attire, looked more like professional media personnel; they even brought their own recording equipment.
Wei Sibei immediately gritted his teeth, remained silent, and simply closed his eyes to rest.
Xiao Ji quickly followed the boss's instructions and sent a message to Ye Chuyi, choosing another meeting point.
Old Fazi shook off the convoy behind him, and Wei Sibei barely opened his eyes, catching a glimpse of two nearly overlapping points of light on the map.
The tendons on the sides of his neck bulged out, the bone lines rose menacingly under the taut skin, and his strong arms pushed down forcefully, his large pectoral muscles bulging and hard.
But Xiao Ji chimed in from the side, "Boss, your wife says we can't exert any force yet."
"Huff—huff—she's really talking without any sense of the situation. I didn't want to either, but I couldn't control myself—"
To resist the excruciating pain of the dissection, every muscle trembled in agony, the corners of his mouth were pulled downwards in agony, and his sunken eye sockets burned with a near-collapse-like anxiety.
Sweat mixed with silent roars gushed down from every inch of his convulsing flesh.
Following Ye Chuyi's remote guidance, Xiao Ji timed the duration and intervals of each contraction...
"one two three……"
"Stop counting!" Wei Sibei struggled to stand up.
Xiao Ji stared at his phone clock like a referee counting down the seconds, but this time there was no ringing signal to end the round and save him.
The boxer's usual breathing technique completely failed. His chest, which used to control the rhythm of the rounds, now heaved chaotically like a broken bellows. With each contraction of pain, his pectoral muscles unconsciously tightened into an iron plate, as if still trying to protect a non-existent weakness under his ribs.
But just as Ye Chuyi was about to get out of the car, she noticed suspiciously that a few people were following her.
She immediately notified Wei Sibei to change the meeting point.
After this happened three times, they all realized something was wrong.
Why are paparazzi always able to pinpoint the exact places where they're supposed to meet? Ye Chuyi quickly sorted out her thoughts. When Wei Sibei came out of the boxing gym, although he was followed by people, this situation didn't occur.
All their communication was done via mobile phone, and Ye Chuyi's professional keenness led her to the conclusion that her phone was being tapped!
For work purposes, her work phone can be located and recorded in real time, but the phone she is using now is a private phone that is heavily encrypted.
The more messages Wei Sibei sent her, the more he revealed himself.
Upon hearing this, Wei Sibei immediately cut off contact with her. He was more afraid of being live-streamed giving birth than of Ye Chuyi not being around.
But who did this?
The person behind this must have wanted to embarrass him, which is why they did this. That means they must have watched the live broadcast this morning to find out he was going to give birth.
The clues are still in the live stream.
Xiao Ji quickly checked and found that in the last frame before the live stream was interrupted, the top fan had written three words: Wei Bowen!
Yes, the people who understand his temperament best are his own family.
Wei Bowen's decision to register his online identity with his real name suggests that he has decided to break off relations with him after this incident.
The nephew knew his uncle was very concerned about his image and wouldn't want outsiders to see his ferocious and pained appearance. He also anticipated that the uncle would shake off the paparazzi first, so he followed Ye Chuyi to prevent them from meeting up.
I doubt He Muchen and Li Zihan are that bored. Even if they were jealous of Wei Sibei's faster growth in followers, they wouldn't have gone to such lengths.
Moreover, although he invested money to attract traffic, the current volume is definitely not something he could have attracted with that amount of money. There must have been someone secretly pushing things forward, which caused the situation to get out of control.
A sense of regret began to well up inside him. Why did he have to start that ridiculous live stream just to spite Ye Chuyi? If it hadn't attracted so many people, he could have been peacefully lying on his big bed at home, Chuyi holding his hand as they slowly grew old.
Instead of hiding in the car now, like a homeless person, looking miserable and unable to find a place to go.
He could never have imagined that in the internet age, he would lose contact with Ye Chuyi for such a ridiculous reason.
My heart is empty. Eight years ago, Ye Chuyi also suddenly lost contact with me in the same way.
He couldn't contact her no matter what he did; she seemed to have vanished into thin air.
When they met again, she had changed her identity, standing in the sunlight, on the opposite side of him.
Eight years later, he was still forced to hide in a dark, unseemly space.
This location is very close to a certain place.
If he and Ye Chuyi have a tacit understanding, Ye Chuyi should also think of that.
Wei Sibei also thought that he might as well just do it in the middle of nowhere, since there was no one around, remove the license plate, and give birth in the car.
But Ye Chuyi had to get there; he couldn't gamble on luck or fate.
So, despite his reluctance and embarrassment, he still asked the fourth brother to drive to that place.
Hour after hour passed, but Ye Chuyi didn't come, she never came...
The narrow opening of the male pelvis had become a torture device. The struggle between the fetal skull and the ischial tuberosity reminded him of the agonizing screams of his opponent's cervical spine when he used a rear-naked choke to suffocate them, except now it was his own acetabulum that was being strangled.
He saw the phantom of his boxing glove flickering on the wall, but he couldn't grasp this last weapon no matter what he did.
Wei Sibei suddenly realized that twenty years of combat training had taught him to resist all external forces, but the life inside his body that wanted to break free was mocking the absurdity of this resistance in the most cruel way.
The curtains in the small room were still closed, and the setting sun shone through the gaps, casting a yellow and red glow.
The fourth brother and Xiao Ji were in the living room, listening to the moans coming from inside, their eyes reddening with embarrassment. The eldest brother forbade them to go out and look for someone, fearing it would expose their presence.
Counter-surveillance skills came in handy at this moment. Ye Chuyi simply locked her phone in a supermarket locker, and then used a simpler and more efficient way to shake off her pursuers. She went to the women's restroom to change her clothes and dialed a number using a landline.
It was rush hour, and it was Friday, so many people who had crossed city lines to work were heading back, causing massive traffic jams. The roads in the suburbs were narrow, and anyone trying to cut in line would find themselves stranded.
Ye Chuyi was extremely anxious, thinking that Wei Sibei was probably going to scold her to death.
As the setting sun cast long shadows, Ye Chuyi didn't care anymore. She drove the car directly to the roadside grass and then abandoned it, running away as fast as she could.
Her long, wavy hair, paired with a bright red trench coat, fluttered wildly in the sunset.
Pedestrians and shop owners on both sides couldn't help but turn their heads in amazement at this unusual street scene, and several young men on bicycles occasionally whistled at her.
I ran to the top of the five-story building in two quick steps, and the door slammed open.
The men in the living room were all startled.
Ye Chuyi regulated her breathing: "Brother! Wei Sibei is with you, right?"
This nearby place was Ye Chucheng's home. Wei Sibei never expected that, after all the twists and turns, he would return to this small house to await childbirth.
"Xiao Ji, Lao Si, you two help me move some things downstairs: yoga balls and some medical supplies."
Hearing her high heels approaching, Wei Sibei turned to face the wall and said, "Hey, who's this?"
He was only wrapped in a bath towel, his upper body was naked, but his abdomen and thighs were completely covered.
Before she could answer, he couldn't wait any longer and turned around, his bangs a little messy, a few strands of hair hanging down beside his ears. He could only be stubborn: "You finally know to come over. If you hadn't come, I would have already given birth."
"Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the way, and the media kept following us." Ye Chuyi then half-squatted down: "How are you feeling now? Are you alright? The doctor is on his way."
Wei Sibei looked on high alert: "Jianjie again?"
"No," Ye Chuyi pressed him back down. "He's a male doctor, okay?"
Wei Sibei pulled her up, gathered her fingers, and noticed that her bright red nail polish was mottled from some accidental impact.
"Look at you, without me, your eyeliner isn't waterproof anymore, and you can't even paint your nails properly."
He lowered his head and, sure enough, pulled a bottle of nail polish from her bag, carefully painting her nails in the sunlight.
His woman was fair-skinned, and this color suited her perfectly.
These hands, seemingly soft and boneless, have wielded guns and struck people.
"Ye Chuyi, I really can't do anything with you."
After he finished speaking, he proudly picked up her hand to look at it, thinking that the dyeing was excellent, and lazily placed it on his own stomach.
Seeing him like this, Ye Chuyi was a little puzzled. From what Xiao Ji said, it seemed like he was about to give birth in the car, yet Wei Sibei in front of her still had the leisure to do so.
Upon examination, she was only three centimeters dilated. What a relief!
Ye Chuyi reached out and pulled him: "Let's get up and walk around now, it'll be faster to get down."
He'd probably been sitting all day, and as soon as he got here, he lay down. Ye Chuyi felt that her belly seemed even bigger than it had been a couple of days ago.
"I can't walk." Wei Sibei rubbed his belly against her hand.
Ye Chuyi wasn't going to tolerate him. Xiao Ji grabbed a yoga ball, and she immediately pulled Wei Sibei off the bed.
Wei Sibei stood up, then suddenly froze, not daring to move for a long time. The sudden change in posture caused his stomach to churn as if a red-hot iron block was grinding inside.
"Ugh..." he murmured, trying to suppress his voice, "You were unlucky to be here. It didn't hurt before... but it hurts again now..."
Ye Chuyi helped him sit on a yoga ball and taught him how to open his legs and rhythmically expand his pelvic floor muscles to aid in childbirth.
With his abdomen sagging slightly, Wei Sibei had to straddle the bed, resting his belly between his legs, leaning his upper body slightly forward, and supporting himself with his hands.
His face was expressionless, but he was sweating profusely.
Ye Chuyi stood behind him, massaging his lower back, and Wei Sibei became increasingly impatient.
The excruciating pain activated muscle memory; the latissimus dorsi muscles suddenly and reflexively tightened, like a standard defensive stance against a powerful punch to the abdomen in a boxing ring. This action was immediately met with an even more violent retaliation; the fetus's skull slammed into its sacrum, causing a flash of white light before its eyes, and it cursed loudly:
"That brat! I'm in so much pain!!! I'm going to beat the hell out of him! @&^%$!"
"Who are you going to beat up?" Ye Chuyi's voice came leisurely from above.
Wei Sibei had no energy to think about what he had cursed; it had just slipped out on the tongue. Now, he hurriedly bit his tongue and pinched her hand in a pleading manner: "Hit me! Hit me! No, hit this brat!"
After thinking for a moment, he added, "Chu Yi, I really am almost a father now, so that last sentence wasn't an insult, was it..."
The pelvis groaned under the sustained pressure, more destructive than any opponent's sweeping leg.
Wei Sibei couldn't help but bend over and push against the baby's belly, exerting force downwards while shouting and yelling.
Seeing that he was really struggling to endure it, Ye Chuyi moved in front of him, lifted his shoulders, and stopped him from continuing to press against the space inside.
The contractions became more frequent and sharper, and with each pain, he would start cursing, babbling on and on.
The language was so vulgar and offensive that it was hard to bear. Ye Chucheng, standing outside the door, learned so many crude words that he had never heard before in his entire life.
Ye Chuyi's ears turned slightly red as she listened, and she suddenly leaned down and kissed his lips as they opened and closed.
Caught off guard and distracted, Wei Sibei was repeatedly overwhelmed by her.
It was as if the whole person had been split in two horizontally. Above the womb, it was like ascending to the celestial realm, with celestial music and clouds and mist surrounding the body; below the womb, it was like falling into hell, being tortured and unable to escape.
She was right. The pregnant man was indeed under the influence of hormones, and his cerebral cortex was stimulated. Her kiss did have a somewhat pain-relieving effect.
Ye Chuyi took a breath and loosened her grip on him slightly.
Wei Sibei, captivated by her tenderness, took the initiative to approach her, raising his hips slightly, wincing in pain as he did his best to accommodate her.
After the sharp pain subsided, Wei Sibei finally caught his breath and said, "It must have been really tough for me to be kissing like this while I was in a horse stance."
Ye Chuyi remained silent and could only squat down slightly to accommodate him.
As Wei Sibei continued kissing, he began to smile.
Ye Chuyi gently pushed him away: "Stop fooling around, your belly is already so hard."
Wei Sibei's lips drooped slightly as she hugged her pregnant belly and slowly sank into the yoga ball, adopting a resigned expression.
Ye Chuyi was both amused and annoyed. She lightly tickled his waist, making Wei Sibei laugh and pant.
She suddenly frowned and stopped arguing with him. Only Wei Sibei was holding onto the bedside table, shaking his body erratically.
Wei Sibei was dissatisfied, and then a sharp pain shot through his abdomen. He had no choice but to look down and ask, "Ye Chuyi, can you check if my water has broken? It's getting more and more painful."
Ye Chuyi carefully lifted the bath towel, and both of them were stunned for a moment.
"No wonder, it hurts even more now..."
He felt the pain was extreme each time, but each time there was an even greater level of pain.
Ye Chuyi carefully helped him back to bed and stayed by his side obediently.
Her vagina hadn't fully dilated. Wei Sibei touched her face with trembling hands, then suddenly felt pain and rubbed her pregnant belly haphazardly.
"Be gentle!" Ye Chuyi wrapped her arms around him and grabbed his abdomen.
Wei Sibei turned to his side and pressed his stomach onto the bed. Ye Chuyi then hugged him from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder.
"I just don't want you to think I'm being dramatic." Wei Sibei sighed. "It's just having a baby, why make such a fuss?"
“But I can’t help arguing with you and making you angry.” His eyes glistened with tears, and he gave a low, bitter laugh. “I don’t know why I just…”
"But! Wife!" Wei Sibei was in so much pain he couldn't sit up. Ye Chuyi helped him lie down on the spot. His face was covered in sweat, but his gaze calmly kept moving towards her. He said each word slowly and deliberately, "I'm in so much pain!"
Suddenly, he perked up again: "I've never felt this much pain when I was stabbed twice! Even when I'm being beaten in the boxing ring, I'm always thinking about how to get back up! But this kid, your daughter, I really have no idea what to do, I, I can't have her..."
The doctor came in to examine the baby, and it turned out the fetus was indeed quite large, making delivery difficult...
"You..." Wei Sibei asked hesitantly, "Do you still want to move out?"
"I won't tell you," Ye Chuyi said deliberately. "I just won't tell you."
“Tell me…” Wei Sibei took a breath and thrust his belly against her, “Tell me, tell me so I can give birth in peace.”
“I…I have no money. Last time you took more than a million from my card, I didn’t even have money for food, let alone rent. At least your place is a free place to stay.”
"Are you serious?" Wei Sibei didn't dare to look at her. "Or are you just pitying me again and planning to disappear again after I give birth, just like last time?"
"That's not true!" Ye Chuyi glanced at him. "Even if I don't want you, I still have to have my daughter."
Wei Sibei: "Then, can I call you my wife?"
Ye Chuyi: "Didn't you already call me that already?"
Wei Sibei: "Didn't you pretend you didn't hear me last time?"
Ye Chuyi: "You didn't admit to calling me last time either."
Wei Sibei gently touched her stray hairs: "Why are you saying such fierce sweet nothings?"
"You're not allowed to speak! You just stay still! You're not allowed to speak!" There was a barely perceptible sob in Ye Chuyi's voice.
The fetus entered the birth canal, stretching Wei Sibei so much that he almost tore open. He couldn't exert any strength and could only struggle under the towel. His upper abdomen was already empty and flat. He pinched his belly, and the back of his hand trembled spasmodically.
Wei Sibei was in excruciating pain, his body trembling like a leaf. He pondered her words over and over, and finally managed to laugh. He tensed his back and slowly delivered the baby's head.
The fetus pressed against the birth canal several times, but just wouldn't emerge, making him feel like he was going to die. He roared loudly, making no attempt to hide his feelings.
"Don't rush, I'll...I'll...give...give!"
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Author's Note: [doge][laughing]
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