29 Substitute Actress 29
◎It would be great if the person Su Yanmei liked was him.◎
The weather in Shaoan City is still a bit cold in February, especially after nightfall, when the temperature drops sharply. People who go out have to wear cotton clothes to keep warm.
The transportation of supplies took some time, and Rong Xingyin returned late at night.
When he left in the morning, Su Yanmei reminded him to bring his fleece jacket. The boy zipped up his jacket to the top with a slight smile on his lips.
He walked briskly, and the footlights on the stairs lit up one after another.
The young man knocked on the door with familiarity. He hadn't seen Su Yanmei for the whole day, and he missed her more and more. He wanted to hug her and breathe in her breath.
Rong Xingyin felt that he was in love.
She was not the heroine he had chosen, nor was she the perfect dating partner in the secular sense, but Rong Xingyin fell for her and became obsessed with her spontaneously.
It's a love like his parents'.
The boy's heart seemed to be filled with candies, and sweetness surged. Whenever he thought of Su Yanmei, his heartbeat would accelerate and dimples would unconsciously appear on his cheeks.
While waiting, he lowered his head and took out a thin clavicle chain inlaid with several oval beige pearls from his coat pocket.
Although it hasn't been put on her yet, Rong Xingyin has already imagined the beautiful sight it will bring.
The woman's neck was white and slender, like a beautiful white swan, with pearls falling on her collarbone, making people want to kiss it unconsciously.
Immersed in his imagination, Rong Xingyin was slightly stunned when the door in front of him opened and a bright light shone through.
Coming back to his senses, the boy smiled brightly and gave her an extremely warm and affectionate hug.
"Sister, I missed you so much today~"
He lowered his head, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and acted coquettishly with her naturally.
Su Yanmei touched his head as usual, and when he finished being affectionate, she took the boy's hand and pulled him into the house.
Rong Xingyin followed her obediently, watching her intently, his eyes flickering with a bright color. He felt like he was embracing the moon, receiving all the tenderness and favor that belonged to it.
The young man sat on the edge of the bed. The woman wet a towel with hot water and handed it to him: "Come, wipe your face first."
Rong Xingyin pursed her lips into a dimple, took it, and while wiping her face, she looked up at her.
His face, which was chilled by the cold wind, was just slightly warmed by the hot towel, but Su Yanmei's next words seemed to blow him away, and even the towel on his cheek almost slipped out of his hand.
She stated lightly, "Xingyin, Jixuan is pregnant."
Rong Xingyin's hands were shaking, and the innocent smile on his face began to stiffen: "How is this possible?"
"He said it was him that night."
"Sister, don't listen to his nonsense!" The boy threw down the towel and hugged her tremblingly. "It's me, it's me, it was me that night!"
The woman didn't speak.
After repeating it several times anxiously, Rong Xingyin calmed down. He couldn't see her expression, but just hugged her waist and said softly: "Yan Mei, you clearly saw that the person that day was me."
"If it was Ji Xuan, how could it become me?"
"Ji Xuan often ran out of the base some time ago. I heard from the psychics who followed him that Ji Xuan met some new female psychics. If he is really pregnant, it might be with those female psychics..."
He didn't say anything else, but they both knew what he meant.
Su Yanmei didn't say whether it was true or not, but just gently touched his head and sighed softly: "But someone saw you enter my room."
"After Ji Xuan left."
Rong Xingyin shuddered subconsciously and wanted to continue quibbling, but his brain seemed to be frozen, his lips trembled, and he didn't know what to say.
His silence and trembling seemed to reveal everything.
The next moment, the hands around her waist were ruthlessly pulled off. When he subconsciously wanted to hug her, Su Yanmei pushed him away with a cold face.
The woman took a step back, her eyes slightly red. Like a wounded hedgehog, she put away all her softness, curled up, raised her sharp spines, and stabbed the person in front of her fiercely.
"Is it fun to play tricks on me?"
"Rong Xingyin, don't you think it's funny to see me being deceived and played around by you?"
"Yan Mei, I didn't..." Rong Xingyin's eyes also turned red. He stood up and wanted to hug her, but the woman dodged him.
Seeing that the boy was still trying to get closer to her, Su Yanmei grabbed the cloud lamp on the bedside table beside her and used it as a weapon for self-defense. She said hatefully, "You pretended to be pregnant and secretly asked Ji Xuan to have an abortion. You wanted to see how painful it would be for me to find out the truth, right?"
"Why would I want you to suffer?" Rong Xingyin explained with tears in his eyes, "Yan Mei, I did that because I like you..."
"No need." The woman interrupted him, her face full of coldness and disgust, "Your liking makes me sick."
Such cold and piercing words made Rong Xingyin tremble even more violently. He seemed to be extremely stimulated and rushed over regardless of anything. Even when he was hit hard on the forehead and the bright red blood flowed down his forehead, he still held Su Yanmei tightly.
"Yan Mei, Yan Mei, can you please forgive me?"
"If Zhong Ran and Ji Xuan can give birth, I can too."
"Give me a child."
"I'll give you a baby."
The lamp was smashed, and the woman was forcibly hugged, with blood flowing onto her cheeks and clothes. The boy leaned over, and when his cold and trembling lips were about to touch hers, he was slapped hard again.
Rong Xingyin was hit and his face was tilted.
In my ears was the woman's disgusted and hateful voice: "Get away, stay away from me!"
As if he finally understood that Su Yanmei would not forgive him, the young man let out a low laugh. The blood flowing into his eyes made his pale face even more creepy.
"Sister, I love you."
He hugged her tightly, watching her rub his blood on her, and smiled more happily: "Let's be together, okay? Sister likes children, I will have as many as you like."
His tone was very soft, like the whispers of lovers.
Su Yanmei simply turned her face away and repeated, "Rong Xingyin, you really make me sick."
It felt like a severe pain was tearing at him, ripping his soul in two. Rong Xingyin was in unbearable pain, but his pale face smiled even brighter. "Sister, why do you think I'm disgusting? I just kissed me this morning. It was that bitch Ji Xuan who bewitched you. If he hadn't climbed into your bed first, how could he have gotten pregnant?"
"Sister, I came back very early that day."
"If I had known, if I had known that Zhong Ran had an abortion that day, I would definitely not have left. I would have stayed with my sister and comforted her."
"I should be the one getting pregnant."
He lowered his head, put his lips on her cheek, and gently stroked it, and the unstoppable love in his heart surged out.
"Sister, give me a child."
"I really want to have your baby."
"If I were Ji Xuan that day and got my sister, I would definitely not run away secretly."
"He doesn't love his sister, and he won't love his children much."
"Even if I wasn't there, who can guarantee that he wouldn't suddenly abort the child like Zhong Ran did?"
As if it touched upon the pain hidden in the past, Su Yanmei could no longer listen. She could not break free from the boy's restraints, so she just closed her eyes and called out a person's name.
"Lu Jing."
Rong Xingyin, who was still immersed in his own world and muttering to himself, suddenly changed his expression.
The next moment, the door was opened from the outside, and a tall man walked in and carried out the young man with half of his face covered in blood.
This was something they had agreed upon before.
If Su Yanmei had a conflict with Rong Xingyin and could not resolve it, she could just think of asking him for help in her mind, and he would be able to sense it.
Lu Jing vaguely revealed his hidden supernatural powers to her.
Su Yanmei didn't ask.
The two of them understood each other tacitly, and no one said anything.
At this moment, the young man was dragged out with difficulty to resist. When he reached the door, even though he sensed that Su Yanmei was calm, Lu Jing still turned around, glanced at her expression, and then closed the door quietly.
After getting rid of Rong Xingyin, Su Yanmei's expression returned to calmness and indifference. She went to the bathroom to wash her face and took off her blood-stained pajamas.
There was still a smell of blood on her body. She checked the time, took a quick shower, changed into a loose set of home clothes, let her hair hang slightly wet, and went to knock on Ji Xuan's door.
Although she had talked to him in advance, she asked him about his thoughts on the child without being sure if he was the one that night.
Now, we will have further conversations only after confirmation.
It was past nine o'clock in the evening and Ji Xuan had not yet gone to bed.
His eyelids were still a little swollen. He cried for half the night last night and experienced great emotional ups and downs today. The original sadness and sorrow dissipated a lot when Su Yanmei came to see him at noon.
He knew she was going to talk to Rong Xingyin tonight.
So when he saw Su Yanmei, Ji Xuan was not surprised. He just nervously grabbed the corner of his shirt and asked with his eyes downcast, "Are you done talking?"
Su Yanmei nodded.
"Can I come in and sit down?"
Ji Xuan looked up at her, then silently stepped aside and let her in.
The young man's room is simply furnished. Apart from the bed and wardrobe, there is only a burgundy single sofa by the window where he can sit and enjoy the view outside the window when he has nothing to do.
Winter has withered, and even the shallow lake not far away is frozen.
But when everything comes back to life, all kinds of colors will flood into your eyes again.
Su Yanmei didn't sit on the wine-red sofa, but instead sat on the bed by the window. Ji Xuan, who had followed, sat on the sofa nervously, his eyes slightly lowered, twisting his fingers.
She smiled lightly and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"
Ji Xuan, who was originally nervous: "?"
For some reason, he was no longer so nervous, and even looked up at her, then shook his head.
What is he afraid of?
He just... feels weird.
Noticing that the young man was gradually relaxing, Su Yanmei said in a soft voice, "I know this was an accident."
"Ji Xuan, I know you like Xu You."
"Since you choose to have a child, I will be responsible for this child."
"After you give birth, you can still return to your previous state. Whether you pursue Xu You or just like her silently, it's up to you."
She gave the best solution at the moment, but for some reason, Ji Xuan felt extremely depressed.
He stammered, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say. Finally, with red eyes, he dragged the trash can next to him, feeling nauseous in his chest and retching.
Su Yanmei stood up and patted him on the back.
Perhaps because she was pregnant, Ji Xuan's emotions were unstable and she subconsciously wanted to seek gentle comfort.
In Su Yanmei's impression, pregnancy wouldn't have much of an impact on those immortal or demonic men. However, ordinary men with ordinary bodies were always particularly vulnerable, not only physically but also emotionally.
Su Yanmei leaned over and hugged him, touching his hair and coaxing him gently.
At some point, the young man had already hugged her waist, tucking her soft silver-blue hair into his arms, his eyes blurred with tears.
Ji Xuan thought that it might be the baby in his belly causing trouble, otherwise why would he cry so much and want to stick to Su Yanmei so much.
In the end, the emotionally unstable pregnant husband was coaxed to sleep by Su Yanmei.
Before going to bed, he didn't say anything to stop her from leaving. He just hugged her waist tightly with his strong arms, showing no sign of loosening.
The woman was very indulgent to him and let him hold her while she slept.
He held her like this before he ran away in fear. After that, that scene appeared in his dreams more than once.
Now, the dream has come true.
Ji Xuan felt even more awkward.
This is the mother of his child.
She's just the child's mother.
She said she wanted to be responsible for the child. Ji Xuan should be happy, but he was not that happy.
The unrelieved suffocation was stuck in my chest.
As if she had sensed his uneasiness, the woman brushed aside his hair and placed a very gentle kiss, like a feather, on his forehead.
Then she sang a lulling song.
Accompanied by the soft voice, Ji Xuan fell asleep unknowingly, as if his whole body was buried in a soft cloud.
Before going to sleep, his thoughts drifted away, and he unconsciously thought:
It would be nice if he could be held accountable too.
It would be great if the person Su Yanmei liked was him.
【Author’s words】
Happy and sad puppy [poor]
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