What does it feel like to have cardiac arrest?
I felt like my heart had stopped for a second or two, and all the blood in my body started to flow backward. Even though I was wearing thick clothes, my hands and feet were freezing cold.
Wen Mo didn't dare to respond, and subconsciously put the pillow back in its place, his brain working at a rapid pace.
"Father, what are you saying?"
In the end, he chose to play dumb, forcing a fake smile, then got up, patted Wen Yiquan on the shoulder, and helped him to bed.
"Still pretending to be stupid?" Wen Yiquan didn't say anything else, he just snorted through his nose.
Actually, when I came here to deliver something last time, while the two of them were cooking in the kitchen, Wen Yiquan took the opportunity to wander around.
Of course, he didn't go into Xia Lian's room, since it was a girl's room, but he could at least take a closer look at his son's room.
So, with just a simple glance, I discovered something.
Why are there two pillows on this bed?
"Give me a reasonable explanation." Wen Yiquan ignored his feigned ignorance and glanced at the only remaining gray pillow on the bedside table.
"..."
"Not going to say anything?"
"No, I'm thinking of a reason." Wen Mo pinched his chin, feeling as if his secret relationship had been discovered, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably.
Then, after thinking for a long time, I still couldn't come up with a suitable reason, and I just stood there feeling sullen.
"When did you discover that I had two pillows in my room?"
"When I delivered something last time, I also popped into your room for a look."
"..."
At this moment, Wen Mo was a little regretful. He should have installed two more locks on the door. It's hard to guard against a thief in your own home.
He bit his lower lip so hard that it almost left a mark. After thinking for a while, he reached for his pillow and explained in a serious tone, "Two pillows, one to use as a headrest and the other to hold in my arms while sleeping. It makes perfect sense, right?"
This explanation amused even Wen Mo himself. No matter how he listened, it sounded strange. He just hoped that his father would give him some face and not expose him.
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Wen Yiquan rolled his eyes.
Very well, he didn't give me any face.
Actually, I had a premonition for a long time that it would be a shame if two boys and girls of similar age lived under the same roof and nothing happened between them.
Seeing that he couldn't hide it any longer, Wen Mo simply put on a serious expression, sighed softly, and scratched his head.
"Okay, I'll tell you the truth." He was very nervous, as this was the first time he had revealed something like this to his own father. Now that he thought about it, the ultimate purpose of today's dinner party was probably because of the pillow. "Sometimes... Xiao Lian will come to my room and sleep with me."
"..."
Wen Yiquan was stunned. Although he had been mentally prepared, hearing this answer from his own son was still incredibly shocking.
It seems like they're serious.
Wen Mo had no idea what his father was imagining, but he felt that his father's expression was getting stranger and stranger, and finally his hand was faintly approaching his waistband.
"Hey, hey, hey! They're still outside!" Wen Mo quickly went over and grabbed his hand, afraid that his father would unbuckle his belt.
Upon hearing this, Wen Yiquan's anger was instantly extinguished. Thinking about it, he realized there would be plenty of time to beat his son later, so it wouldn't make a difference if he did it a little later.
After a moment of silence, Wen Yiquan slapped his thigh hard and exclaimed, "You're a beast!"
He uttered a curse word in as little whisper as possible, showing no respect for his own son, his eyes blazing like those of an enraged tiger.
Although her son was a bit eccentric and always acting irresponsibly, he was at least a kind-hearted young man, so she figured nothing would happen if Xia Lian lived with him.
Unexpectedly, this was the very thing that led to my overestimation of his character.
Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Wen Mo knew that it was indeed her fault, so she went over to offer some words of comfort.
"I……"
"Don't talk, I'm annoyed." Wen Yiquan pushed him away without any courtesy, his face almost falling to the ground, as if a dark cloud was hanging over his head.
At that time, Wen Yiquan inexplicably attended a relative's funeral, saying that one of his cousins had passed away due to illness, and his elderly mother in his hometown wanted him to come back.
I only remember that there were very few people at the funeral that day, and it seemed that not many people remembered this relative. Wen Yiquan even helped carry the coffin.
The little girl beside her stayed close to the coffin the whole time, neither crying nor making a fuss, just staring at the black and white photos on it.
Later, I found out that this was the cousin's daughter who was left in the world. The surrounding relatives seemed to like gossiping, and since she no longer had any immediate family members, she would probably have to go to a welfare institution in the future.
As the funeral was drawing to a close and everyone was about to leave, the little girl suddenly turned back and gave him a deep look, then ran to his side and whispered something to him.
What did she say again? Oh, I remember now.
"Thank you, Uncle."
It seems to be something like that, probably a thank you for helping carry the coffin.
For some reason, Wen Yiquan felt something in his heart was touched, and he subconsciously lowered his head to look at the little girl.
It seems that a sense of compassion arose, and in the end, it led to the current outcome.
Luckily, Wenmo had an empty room. I figured it wouldn't matter if one person stayed or two, especially since we were the same age and had common topics to talk about.
In the room, Wen Yiquan remained silent for a long time, not knowing what to say. He only felt a little sorry for his deceased cousin.
My feelings are complicated.
"Dad, say something, otherwise it's really awkward for us to just sit here like this." Wen Mo nudged his shoulder.
Wen Yiquan didn't know what to say, because he and his son simply couldn't get along, just like before, and it was the same now.
It was precisely because this way of getting along was too troublesome that Wenmo chose to move out and live alone, which led to the addition of a little girl to the family later on.
Have you really thought this through?
He suddenly spoke, his hands clasped under his knees, his expression serious.
"What have you decided?" Wen Mo asked in return.
"What can I possibly think about regarding her?"
"Actually, I had thought about it for a long time before, and I had already made up my mind."
Seeing his firm attitude, Wen Yiquan was unexpectedly relieved. Fortunately, at least there was a responsible attitude here, so it wasn't too bad.
After thinking for a long time, Wen Yiquan shook his head and said earnestly, "I know you're young and energetic, but you're still young, so you must take precautions, okay? If you really get pregnant now, it'll be all over..."
"Huh? Protective measures?"
"You didn't fail to take precautions, did you?!" Wen Yiquan suddenly became nervous.
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