After visiting relatives and friends after the New Year, Yifan received a lot of red envelopes. Yan Shi's friends were mostly around the same age. Although some were in relationships and some were married, none of them had children. Although Yifan, the youngest, had a sharp tongue, everyone didn't take it personally and even liked to tease him.
Chang Ge moved out of the 404 squad dormitory to live with Bu Qing, Tong Ying also moved to Su Yaozu's place, Qi Yanran was taken to the Han family, and in the end, only Zhong Ling was left in the dormitory.
After Zhong Ling and Yan Ye got together, Si Yue immediately arranged a house for Yan Ye. However, Zhong Ling refused Yan Ye's invitation to live together, citing inconvenience, and said that even if they lived together, they should have two separate rooms.
"Life is full of surprises. I don't want anyone to get poisoned because of me. If you can't accept that, we should break up as soon as possible."
Yan Ye was stunned. This was completely different from what he had imagined. He had thought about being rejected, but he never thought he would lose the person he liked.
【I can accept living separately, I can accept it completely. I'm also worried that our time together might cause you some trouble.】
Yan Ye typed something in his phone's notepad and showed it to Zhong Ling.
Zhong Ling: It seems that life in the future will be full of difficulties, and there will be some things that need to be adjusted.
So Yan Ye rented the house next to the dormitory of Team 404, which was the same house that Su Yaozu rented when he was pursuing Tong Ying. The two of them started living together, but they didn't live together. They went out together, ate together, and went shopping together.
The dormitory of Team 404 eventually became a haven for them. They would come to stay when they had a fight with their boyfriends, or come to play on their birthdays. Later, they agreed that even if Zhong Ling moved out, they would keep the room.
As Bu Qing's family grew, Jiang Lang moved in before Chang Ge did. The house that Bu Qing and her brother rented was small, a simple two-bedroom apartment. Jiang Lang could barely sleep with Bu Qing, and then a few days later Bu Qing started looking for a house.
He didn't want to sleep with Jiang Lang at all; he'd rather move to a bigger house.
When Chang Ge moved in, it was already a large house with three bedrooms, one living room, and a balcony. Chang Ge had one room, Bu Qing had one room, Bu Ke had one room, and Jiang Lang, who was freeloading, was arranged to sleep on a folding bed set up in the corner of the living room.
Jiang Lang had no complaints, and Bu Ke felt it was only natural, since the guy was too clingy and kept growing taller, not cute at all.
As soon as Yan Shi entered the door, he saw Chang Ge, dressed in home clothes, busy in the kitchen with Bu Qing. Bu Ke was sitting on the sofa reading a book, and Jiang Lang was sitting on the floor fiddling with a puzzle. They looked very harmonious.
Then she noticed the wedding photos on the wall.
"Oh right, you're all married now. Did you have a wedding?" Yan Shi suddenly remembered hearing about it when she first came back. She had heard so much information at the time that she had forgotten about it.
"No, people live their own lives now, and not many people have weddings anymore. It's troublesome and dangerous."
"Yes, that's good."
"By the way, marriage registration has been reinstated now, do you want to go and get a certificate?"
"Then let's go. Pick a good day and collect them like stamps." Yan Shi said dismissively, his attitude extremely perfunctory.
Zhuang Zhao pinched Yan Shi's ribs.
Yan Shi immediately regained his senses.
“Collecting stamps is also a form of collecting. I’ll calculate which day is an auspicious day to ensure we stay together forever and grow old together.” Yan Shi held Zhuang Zhao’s hand, trying to be affectionate.
Bu Ke turned her face away and looked up at the sky, refusing the greasy dog food.
Zhuang Zhao was overjoyed and held onto Yan Shi's hand tightly.
We had lunch at Bu Qing's house, and afterwards we played a round of mahjong. Before leaving, Yan Shi gave Bu Ke and Jiang Lang red envelopes.
In the afternoon, I went to Yuan Xinle's place. After Old Master Yuan passed away, Yuan Xinle moved to Bian Liang's house for good.
Bian Liangjia held a high position, and Yan Shi disliked dealing with such people. However, Yuan Xinle was different from the others in Team 404; she also had the identity of being Master Zhuang Zhao's daughter.
Yuan Xinle was busy in her workspace. Since her grandfather passed away, she has been spending more time in her workspace every day.
When Yan Shi glanced at Yuan Xinle, he felt that she was a little different. Her temperament was more gentle and peaceful than before, and she was not as energetic as before.
But there were other things, and Yan Shi felt uneasy, so he started counting on his fingers.
She won't get through today if she doesn't figure this out.
Hmm? A new life?
Yan Shi looked at Yuan Xinle's stomach, but couldn't tell anything from the outside.
"Xinle, are you pregnant?"
"No, my period just ended this month."
"Let's take a test. I think I've predicted a new life."
"I'll take the test later. I haven't been in a good mood lately, so I need to adjust myself."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Yan Shi took his leave. Ever since hearing that she might be pregnant, Yuan Xinle had been rather absent-minded, so Yan Shi didn't chat with her much.
"You can even predict pregnancy?"
"It's like a sudden flash of inspiration; perhaps it's fate."
"I wonder if we'll have the blessings of children and grandchildren," Zhuang Zhao hinted.
"I can't count myself." Yan Shi punched him lightly with her little fist.
"You can count me in, anyway, you'll definitely be the mother of my child."
Yan paused, then put his left hand behind his back and began to calculate.
"Don't worry, someone is calling you Dad." Although it's only vague and uncertain, the connection between descendants hasn't been broken, so it shouldn't be wrong.
Zhuang Zhao suddenly hugged Yan Shi.
"What's wrong?" Yan Shi asked, bewildered. He looked around to see if there was any danger.
"I want a child that belongs to us, but I don't want you to suffer."
"You really are hypocritical." Yan Shi pushed him away; she wasn't buying his sentimentality.
"This isn't the time for you to want dumplings but find making them too much trouble." Zhuang Zhao pulled Yan Shi back into his arms, and the two of them clung to each other as they walked forward with their legs spread apart.
"Can those be the same?"
"There are also some slight similarities."
Yan Shi knew the hardships and pain of pregnancy. Although she was afraid and worried, she was far from being terrified.
A child you give birth to is different from an adopted one. For Yan Shi, who lacks a sense of security, having a child with whom she shares blood ties is a source of immense happiness, though it may also bring its share of troubles and bad moods.
But there's the child's father too, so sharing the burden will be much better.
For Yan Shi, having a child requires certain conditions; if those conditions are not met, she will not get pregnant no matter how much she wants to.
The necessary economic conditions to support having and raising children; a stable emotional relationship between husband and wife; and the physical condition to bear the risks of childbirth.
There were other miscellaneous issues as well; she got pregnant without any preparation, which she couldn't accept.
On the way back, she discussed her thoughts with Zhuang Zhao in detail.
She hasn't had any fertility tests done and doesn't know the specifics of her health, but since she's destined to have children, there shouldn't be any problems.
If she truly has difficulty conceiving, she wouldn't want to have children rather than suffer the pain of childbirth. Her love for children would never exceed her love for her own body.
I'd heard before that some people suffer a lot when they try to have children by taking folk remedies and undergoing IVF.
She wouldn't do that; she wasn't that obsessed with having children.
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