Chapter 71 End of Chapter 71
After Song Yuqiao moved in, he used the restaurant membership card to cover three meals a day for the two of them. Song Jianan's appetite improved and his food intake increased day by day, but his face didn't gain much weight, but his belly became bigger and bigger.
Song Yuqiao was terrified and even more cautious than him. He was not allowed to do housework and was not allowed to take a bath by himself. Song Jianan was happy to be a hands-off boss. He could just lend his house to someone for a few days and get free labor. What a good deal!
At first he firmly disagreed with Song Yuqiao helping him take a bath, but he didn't expect that Song Yuqiao's leg massage every day was so comfortable that he was coaxed into agreeing.
I tried it once, and finally accepted it reluctantly because Song Yuqiao was relatively well-behaved.
The only thing that was out of the ordinary was that Song Yuqiao couldn't take his eyes off his belly and couldn't help but say, "So cute."
Song Jianan was horrified. Song Yuqiao was so scary! He actually thought a male Beta with a bulging belly was cute!
Fortunately, the terrifying Song Yuqiao only appeared for a dozen seconds.
With Song Yuqiao around, Song Jianan's life was particularly comfortable. All the discomforts brought about by pregnancy were alleviated with Song Yuqiao's care and company.
Song Jianan gradually became selfish and didn't want Song Yuqiao to leave.
Of course, he was not reluctant to leave Song Yuqiao, but after Song Yuqiao left, not only did he lose his nutritious meals, but there was also no one to give him massages, do housework, or let him scold him when he was upset.
Since Song Yuqiao didn't mention leaving, Song Jianan didn't ask about his work. He came home from get off work every day and comfortably "enslaved" private free labor.
Occasionally seeing Song Yuqiao rubbing his underwear with his hands, he felt guilty and ashamed. He had not yet told Song Yuqiao that the child was his.
However, this feeling of guilt and remorse was short-lived. It was normal for Song Yuqiao to live in his house for free and do some housework to pay the rent. Anyway, he would not tell Song Yuqiao.
When the baby was 7 months old, his belly was like a blown-up balloon, and it seemed like it would burst if poked at all. Song Jianan's movements became even more inconvenient, and under Song Yuqiao's persuasion, he quit his job at the flower shop.
The longer the months went by, the more he suffered. Even though Song Jianan was strong and patient, and Song Yuqiao took good care of him, he was often emotionally unstable. Song Yuqiao's indulgence made his temper worse.
Sometimes Song Yuqiao was a few seconds late when she helped him write his paper. His legs would cramp and he would cry. He would cry and say, "Are you doing this on purpose? You just don't want to give me a massage. Now that you've found a job, are you itching to move out right away? You're so ungrateful and heartless! I was so kind to take you in, giving you free food and shelter, and you're such an ungrateful bastard! Woohoo..."
Song Yuqiao listened to him scolding in silence, massaging his calves with standard techniques, and took the opportunity when he paused to hand him a cup of water, "Jia Jia, drink some water, don't get too tired." Then he skillfully moved his palms up to massage the sides of his thighs which were slightly aching.
Sometimes at night, when my back aches and I can't fall asleep, Song Jianan wakes me up through an unlocked door, his eyes full of resentment, his tone confident and righteous: "I can't sleep."
Song Yuqiao took off his shoes and got on the bed naturally. "Let me massage you." After that, he put his hand in through the hem of her clothes and massaged with just the right strength. He massaged her waist and back muscles, and then moved down to her legs.
Song Jianan's nose felt sore, and his voice was muffled: "Song Yuqiao, my chest hurts too."
Song Yuqiao walked around to him and knelt on the bed, "Let me see?"
Song Jianan released his hand that was grabbing his clothes. Song Yuqiao unbuttoned his pajamas, was startled for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Can I touch it?"
Song Jianan lowered his head and felt that there seemed to be a bulge there.
He nodded hesitantly, feeling uneasy.
Song Yuqiao put his palm on it, and his palm was soft, as if a feather was brushing across his heart, and his Adam's apple moved.
Seeing his sullen expression, Song Jianan felt anxious. "Isn't it possible that I have a terminal illness? Will it affect the baby's health..."
He suddenly groaned.
Song Yuqiao pinched both sides and her complexion returned to normal. "It's okay. During pregnancy, breasts will develop again and secrete milk. This is normal."
Song Jianan breathed a sigh of relief at first, then came to his senses and said with a sad face, "I don't want to produce milk. I'm a male Beta, and it's weird to have my breasts grow bigger. I'd be so embarrassed if people knew."
He grabbed Song Yuqiao's hand and cried, "Song Yuqiao, I don't want to become a female Beta."
Song Yuqiao coaxed, "Omegas or female Betas usually begin to change in the early stages of pregnancy. Jiajia is just starting now, so she will definitely not become like them."
Song Jianan's eyes were filled with tears. "Really?"
Song Yuqiao nodded: "Really."
From then on, Song Yuqiao would give him a full body massage every night, and only go out to sleep on the folding bed that Song Jianan had just bought after he fell asleep.
In early February, the weather in Yuanchuan became increasingly cold, and Song Jianan was still about ten days away from completing her eighth month of pregnancy.
When the weather is good, Song Yuqiao will accompany him for a walk in the community, and this day is no exception.
Song Jianan was wrapped tightly, holding Song Yuqiao's hand and walking slowly.
Apart from regular check-ups at the hospital, he hadn't left the community for a long time, so he asked to take a walk nearby.
The wind blew in from the streets, biting and cold, but Song Jianan was in high spirits. Seeing the familiar shops and old street scenes, he felt a sense of excitement that he had not felt for a long time.
Before they finished walking down the street, the wind suddenly became strong, the branches of the big trees on the roadside rustled, and the sky was dark, as if a rainstorm could fall at any time.
The two had to go back home. Song Jianan held Song Yuqiao's hand tightly, looking at the road under his feet, feeling inexplicably uneasy.
"Is it going to rain heavily? The weather forecast didn't say it would rain today."
Song Yuqiao comforted him: "It's okay, the residential area is just a few steps away. I'll borrow an umbrella from the guard, so you won't get wet."
Song Jianan looked up and saw that they were indeed approaching the gate of the community. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly opened his eyes wide and his heart started beating fast in his throat.
Song Yuqiao reacted quickly, hugged him and turned around.
There was a loud bang.
The shabby billboard hit him on the head and fell to the ground with a loud bang.
Song Yuqiao held him steadily, "Jia Jia, are you okay?"
Song Jianan looked at his face, with bright red blood flowing down from his forehead. He lowered his gaze and saw a thick and long rusty iron nail that must have pierced into Song Yuqiao's back.
Tears rolled down his cheeks as he said, "It hurts..."
"Song Yuqiao, my stomach hurts..."
"Jiajia, don't be afraid. Let's go to the hospital. We'll go to the hospital right away."
Song Yuqiao fumbled for his cell phone and called the driver to come over immediately.
The driver showed up in less than two minutes, driving just under the speed limit, and arrived at the hospital more than ten minutes later.
The doctor who diagnosed and treated the patient was a famous obstetrician invited by Song Yuqiao. He quickly took measures to preserve the fetus and pointed out the risk of premature birth. Male Betas do not have a complete reproductive system and need to be prepared for emergency cesarean sections at any time.
Song Jianan was frightened and held on to Song Yuqiao's hand tightly. Only after he fell asleep did Song Yuqiao go to treat the wound. Fortunately, the wound was not too deep and had not yet been infected. It was just a slight concussion.
The next morning, Song Jianan was pushed into the delivery room. Song Yuqiao stayed by his side, but he was still nervous.
Song Yuqiao held his hand, comforting him over and over again, and also comforting himself. His eyes were calm, but beads of sweat were beading on his forehead.
The delivery room equipment was the most advanced equipment donated by Song Yuqiao, and the surgical team was also a top team with rich experience in caesarean sections. The operation was completed quickly and smoothly, and a boy was born.
Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Back in the ward, Song Jianan's eyes lit up and he asked expectantly, "Where's the baby?"
Song Yuqiao hesitated for two seconds before saying, "The baby needs to stay in the incubator for a while. When you recover a little, we will go see the baby."
The light in Song Jianan's eyes suddenly went out, and he asked in panic, "What's wrong with the baby? Is there something wrong? Why is he in the incubator?"
Song Yuqiao held down his excited hand and explained in a gentle voice.
Song Jianan managed to calm down, but he was still feeling depressed. "It's all my fault. The baby hasn't developed well yet, and I let him suffer..."
Song Yuqiao said, "Jia Jia, it's not your fault. It's my fault that I failed to protect you and the baby."
Song Jianan was stunned, turned his head, and his eyes were wet.
On the eve of discharge from the hospital, Song Jianan finally saw the baby after repeated requests.
Through the transparent glass, the incubator was so big, but the baby was so small, a little red ball, with his eyes not even open.
Song Jianan almost cried again.
When he returned home, the confinement nanny that Song Yuqiao had hired had already settled upstairs and hurried down to take care of him.
After the accident that day, Song Yuqiao no longer concealed his financial resources. Song Jianan had already realized that he had been lying to him. He was not surprised, but just thought it was as he expected.
Speaking of which, Song Yuqiao's initial excuse was that he wanted to stay for a few days, and later he and Song Yuqiao tacitly didn't mention it, which also prevented him from getting angry at Song Yuqiao for deceiving him.
Even though he now knew that Song Yuqiao was still very rich and approached him with ulterior motives, he still could not refuse his care. After all, his savings were not enough to cover the cost of the baby's incubator.
The weather in Yuanchuan was extremely cold and windy from time to time. One month after giving birth, Song Yuqiao and the confinement nanny did not allow him to go out, let alone go to the hospital to see the baby. He was almost tired of watching the photos and video discs sent by the hospital, and his eyes became red as he watched them.
Song Yuqiao asked him to name the baby and choose toys. His attention gradually shifted and he became full of anticipation for welcoming the baby.
He named the baby Song Youning, hoping that he would be healthy and safe.
When the Spring Festival came, Song Jianan got up and saw couplets and window decorations posted at home, which looked very festive. He was stunned for a moment and felt depressed.
The baby has to spend his first Spring Festival alone in the hospital.
Song Yuqiao was not at home. He ate breakfast absentmindedly, tears falling into the bowl.
He misses his baby so much.
He hasn't held a baby yet.
Song Jianan covered his face and sobbed softly.
The confinement nanny who came out of the kitchen cried out and was about to tell him not to cry when there was a knock on the door, so she had to go and open it.
"Don't cry, little sir. Look who's back."
Song Jianan suddenly looked up and stared blankly at Song Yuqiao approaching with the swaddling baby in his arms, tears still hanging on his eyelashes, looking silly.
The skinny little child was right in front of him. Song Jianan stared at the baby without blinking, reached out and gently held a very small hand, "Baby, I'm your dad."
The baby's eyes were black and bright, like two juicy black grapes. They blinked and stared at him, then suddenly grinned at him.
Song Jianan was so excited that he burst into tears, "Daddy, give me a hug."
Song Yuqiao refused and used one hand to wipe his tears, "Jia Jia, eat breakfast first, and then I'll hold you after you finish."
Song Jianan was not happy.
Song Yuqiao added: "The baby is home safely, you can see him and hold him anytime."
Song Jianan glanced at the baby and nodded reluctantly, looking at the baby after eating a few bites.
After breakfast, I couldn't wait to hold the baby, but when I stretched out my hands, I found that the baby was so small and I didn't know what to do.
Under Song Yuqiao's guidance, she held the baby carefully and dared not move casually.
The New Year’s Eve dinner was ready, and the confinement nanny went upstairs to reunite with the family who had rushed to Yuanchuan.
The child had just been fed with milk powder and was sitting in the stroller, accompanying the two of them. He looked at Song Jianan, then at Song Yuqiao, his eyes rolling around, busy all the time.
On the day of family reunion, Song Yuqiao sat opposite.
Maybe it was because he often took care of children, but the light cast a shadow on his face. Song Jianan saw a kind of fatherly love in it, which weakened his own cold aura. Or perhaps, in this family, he had never seen Song Yuqiao as domineering and hateful as before.
I was stunned for a moment, and then I felt guilty.
He poked his chopsticks in the bowl and glanced at the person opposite him.
Song Yuqiao raised the orange juice with a hint of smile on his face, as if something was overflowing from his eyes.
He said, "Jia Jia, Happy New Year!"
Song Jianan clinked glasses with him, "Song Yuqiao, Happy New Year!"
Song Yuqiao picked up a piece of braised pork that he had recently liked and put it in his bowl. "Eat."
Song Jianan looked down, then raised his head and called out awkwardly, "Song Yuqiao."
Song Yuqiao: "Hmm?"
"I have something to tell you."
Song Yuqiao looked over and asked, "What's the matter?"
Song Jianan didn't dare to look him in the eye and poked the braised pork. "I lied to you before. The baby is also your child."
"Yeah, I know."
Song Yuqiao used a toy to tease the baby.
Song Jianan was puzzled: "Aren't you surprised or angry?"
After saying that, he immediately realized that Song Yuqiao must have guessed from the beginning that he was lying to him, otherwise how could she have taken care of him and the baby so tirelessly.
It felt like there was a stone blocking my chest, unable to move up or down, but when I saw Song Yuqiao interacting with the baby, the pain disappeared without a trace.
After the New Year’s Eve dinner, the Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV and fireworks were exploding outside the window.
Song Jianan subconsciously covered the baby's ears, but the baby was still sleeping soundly and was not affected at all.
He relaxed and smiled slowly.
He looked up at Song Yuqiao and said, "How about I give the baby a nickname, Tuantuan?"
"Round and round, round and round, sounds good."
"I'll carry him back to the room." Song Yuqiao picked up Tuan Tuan and walked towards the bedroom.
The open door allowed one to see the baby's crib, and also to see Song Yuqiao gently tucking in the quilt. For the first time, he bent down and kissed the baby in front of Song Jianan.
Song Jianan watched silently.
Song Yuqiao stepped out of the room and walked towards him.
Song Jianan suddenly said: "Didn't you ask me why I left before?"
Song Yuqiao's eyes shot straight at him, his Adam's apple rolling with difficulty, "Why?"
He asked someone to check what happened around Jiajia before he left, but found no answers. The servants at home also said that everything was normal before he left and there were no signs of anything happening.
Song Jianan's gaze fell calmly on the TV screen, and his voice was silent: "I saw your diary."
Song Yuqiao was stunned, his lips straightened and his body stiffened.
His shameful thoughts were seen by Jia Jia. Maybe Jia Jia thought he was dirty and disgusting, so...
"I didn't know you had someone you liked before, but now that I know, I can't continue to be your lover with peace of mind..."
Song Yuqiao interrupted him: "Jia Jia, it's not what you think."
Song Jianan lowered his eyes, "Song Yuqiao, you don't need to change your mind or give up the person you like because of Tuantuan. Tuantuan is my child, and I will never let him affect your marriage."
"Jia Jia! It's not what you think. I don't like others!"
Song Jianan was puzzled: "You don't like others?" Is it possible to lie in the diary?
Song Yuqiao closed his eyes and spoke with difficulty: "Jia Jia, do you still remember that you dragged me to donate blood?"
Song Jianan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I remember."
He saw a blood donation vehicle on the road and excitedly pulled Song Yuqiao to go, but one had to be at least 18 years old to donate blood, and Song Yuqiao was just the right age. Song Jianan, who was only 11 years old, could only watch Song Yuqiao donate blood.
Song Yuqiao had no choice but to ask him to test his blood type together. Song Jianan felt involved and became happy.
However, when Song Yuqiao got the blood type test results, his face suddenly changed, and he specifically warned him never to donate blood in the future. That is why Song Jianan still remembers this incident until now.
Song Yuqiao: "Jia Jia, from then on, I knew you were not my biological brother."
When Song Jianan was born, Xu Yu had not yet thought of raising a child, and he didn't care about Song Jianan just as he didn't care about Song Yuqiao. Song Jianan had never been sick since he was a child, so his blood type had never been tested. No one knew that Song Jianan's blood type did not match that of the Song family.
Song Yuqiao kept this a secret and did not tell anyone, including Jia Jia.
He still regards Jiajia as his own brother and wants to protect him for the rest of his life.
But since when, this relationship has changed, and he has developed inappropriate thoughts about Jiajia.
In that snowy winter, by the warm fireplace, he almost wanted to ignore Jia Jia and hug her tightly in his arms.
That year, he did not return home for the Spring Festival for the first time. He did not dare to go back and see Jia Jia.
Song Yuqiao didn't have the habit of writing a diary, but he had to use pen and paper to remind himself not to cross the line. Even so, he still didn't dare to write Jiajia's name when he wrote.
Later, he found that whenever he saw Jia Jia, even if it was just a video call, he could not suppress his emotions, so he began to become indifferent and refused everything related to Jia Jia.
So, Song Yuqiao really doesn't like others. He likes Song Jianan and has liked him for a long, long time.
Song Jianan's heart was filled with a huge wave of emotion, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He stared at Song Yuqiao blankly, his heart in a mess. He stood up and ran to the bedroom to escape.
"I, I'm sleepy. Go to sleep. You should get some rest early."
The next day, neither of them mentioned what happened last night. Song Yuqiao's confession seemed like a light dream.
Song Jianan still refused to agree to go back to Yunjing with Song Yuqiao, perhaps because Yunjing was filled with too many unpleasant memories, or perhaps for other reasons he couldn't explain.
Song Yuqiao had to travel back and forth between Yunjing and Yuanchuan frequently.
With Song Yuqiao's operation, the management rights of the Song Group returned to his hands. The previous loss of power was just a trap he deliberately set. Now Song Yuxuan, Song Boqian and other people who were eyeing him covetously have made serious mistakes and have all been exiled overseas. After thinking it over again and again, Xu Yu gritted her teeth and left with her husband.
The workload of cleaning out the remaining corrupt officials within the group was not small. Song Yuqiao was busy all day and night as soon as he returned to Yunjing. He squeezed out at least three days every week to go to Yuanchuan, and he could not hide his fatigue from the constant running around.
Song Jianan advised him that he didn't need to come back so often, and if he missed Tuantuan, he could just video call Tuantuan, but after several attempts of persuasion, it was useless and he was too lazy to bother with him anymore.
After finishing her confinement nanny work, Song Yuqiao hired a nanny with rich childcare experience to take care of him and Tuantuan.
Song Jianan also made time to start taking orders from Senior Sister Wen Xue.
At the end of May, Song Jianan returned to Yunjing to attend his graduation defense and the subsequent graduation ceremony. He had originally planned to defend online, but now that he had no worries, he would of course prefer to be with his classmates.
Song Yuqiao came to pick up the father and son in a private plane.
Song Jianan originally wanted to rent a house for a short period of time or just stay in a hotel, but it was inconvenient for him to take Tuantuan with him to school. Considering that Tuantuan needed someone to take care of him, he finally agreed to Song Yuqiao's proposal and stayed at his house.
Song Yu and Qiao's family had installed a children's room at some point, and a special play area for babies was built in the living room. Tuan Tuan was having a lot of fun playing on the floor by himself. He loved it so much that he insisted on pulling Song Jianan to play with him.
No one is not nervous about the defense. Song Jianan's thesis had been handled by Song Yuqiao and had been praised several times by his tutor, so naturally there was no problem. But on the day, he was still as nervous as everyone else, and his heart was beating fast.
Fortunately, he was very familiar with the paper and the data involved, and his presentation and responses were very fluent, but his palms were still sweaty when he left the podium.
Walking out of the teaching building, a figure stood out in the crowd.
Song Yuqiao was dressed in casual clothes, holding Tuantuan, one big and one small, and two similar faces could be vaguely seen looking at him.
Song Jianan's heart was suddenly touched, and a part of his body that was not hard enough to begin with completely softened into a ball.
Song Yuqiao placed the baby in the driver's arms, took out a beautifully designed bouquet from the passenger seat, and handed it to Song Jianan. "The defense went well."
Song Jianan held the flowers and smiled brightly, "Thank you, it went very smoothly."
It is said that Yunjing University originally planned to invite Song Yuqiao to the graduation ceremony, but Song Yuqiao refused on the grounds that he had to take care of his children.
After attending the graduation ceremony, Song Jianan was taking photos with his friends and teachers when he unexpectedly saw Song Yuqiao.
Song Yuqiao walked towards him through the crowd.
Song Jianan teased Tuantuan with his fingers and asked in surprise, "Aren't you not coming?"
Song Yuqiao raised his eyebrows, "I'm just not attending as a guest."
"Take a photo with Tuan Tuan?"
Song Jianan pursed his lips and smiled, then nodded and said yes.
Tuan Tuan and Song Yuqiao both left a deep impression on Song Jianan at this important moment in his life.
Before leaving the school, Song Jianan held flowers in his arms and looked back at the majestic school gate. Many students and teachers were still taking pictures and giving each other flowers and blessings.
Scenes from his past life flashed before his eyes like a movie. To him, this school brought him nightmares of being entangled, as well as the reluctance of giving up halfway.
He has now accomplished what he failed to complete in his previous life.
He graduated successfully.
Song Jianan raised the corners of his mouth and walked briskly.
After getting in the car, the two of them sat in the back seat with the child, and Song Yuqiao changed Tuan Tuan's diaper skillfully.
Song Jianan looked at his profile and suddenly said, "Song Yuqiao, I agree."
Song Yuqiao paused for a moment, "Jia Jia, wait a minute, I'll change right away."
He quickly cleaned up Tuantuan and finally had time to talk, "Jia Jia, what did you just say?"
Song Jianan took Tuan Tuan in his arms and said without looking up, "I agree with your previous suggestion to return to Yunjing."
Song Yuqiao paused for more than ten seconds as if the pause button had been pressed. He immediately hugged him and Tuan Tuan with trembling hands, his voice choked with a barely perceptible sob, "Okay, okay."
Song Jianan put his face against his chest, listened to the beat of his heart, and gently closed his eyes.
Tuantuan loves the baby play area at Song Yuqiao's house. If it were gone when we return to Yuanchuan, Tuantuan would be unhappy.
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