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So, he was walking in the park in the distance.

Feng Min knocked on the door for a while but no one came to open it. He then realized he was too excited and made a phone call. The person on the other end said that Chi Yan was in the park.

Feng Min immediately drove over.

Sitting in the car, he didn’t even notice how surprised his expression was.

After ruling out all possibilities, there was only this one left. It sounded like a wild fantasy, but various signs indicated it was true.

Chi Yan was pregnant.

As the car drove to the park, Feng Min got out and walked in. He quickly found Chi Yan sitting on a bench. There were quite a few people around, with children playing on the grass, while Chi Yan gently watched those kids.

One of Chi Yan’s hands rested on his belly, lightly caressing it. Since there weren’t many people around, no one noticed him.

Feng Min slowly approached. He stared at Chi Yan’s belly. He hadn’t looked closely before, but now that he did, it was evident that Chi Yan’s belly was indeed swollen.

A few months ago, Chi Yan had been drunk, and they had slept together. At that time, Chi Yan’s belly hadn’t been big.

Calculating the timeline, Feng Min thought there couldn’t be a mistake. He was sure of it.

A person walked past Chi Yan, and thinking it was just a passerby, he didn’t pay much attention. However, that person squatted down right in front of him.

Chi Yan stared blankly at the man, whose eyes slowly turned red, and tears began to well up.

The man grabbed his hand, his palm warm. Chi Yan looked into the man’s deeply affectionate eyes and had a feeling that if he shook the man’s hand away, he would probably cry.

“Chi Yan, let me take care of you,” Feng Min’s voice was low and hoarse, slightly choked with emotion. He swallowed hard, taking a while to continue, “and the child. Is that okay?”

Chi Yan was completely stunned. He looked at Feng Min, not understanding what he was saying.

“Let me take care of you and our child. Is that okay?”

Feng Min repeated his plea.

“You…” Chi Yan recalled the past, wondering where it had gone wrong and how Feng Min knew about his pregnancy.

No, it couldn’t be right. Feng Min couldn’t be that sick. A man couldn’t be pregnant.

“We don’t have a child. You’re mistaken,” Chi Yan denied Feng Min’s words.

“Yes, we do. Right here, don’t we?” Feng Min gently placed his hand on Chi Yan’s belly. As soon as he did, Chi Yan’s body trembled.

As soon as he placed his hand there, the sensation of the swollen belly was not something an ordinary person would have. Feng Min had never touched a pregnant man’s belly before, but in that moment, he knew his guess was correct.

This person was pregnant, with his child.

Feng Min’s eyes were filled with tenderness, like a tide surging outward.

Chi Yan was extremely shocked. The secret he had tried so hard to hide was discovered just like that.

No, this wasn’t how things should develop.

Chi Yan stood up, perhaps too abruptly, and stumbled back a step, almost falling. His tilted body was firmly caught by someone. When he looked to the side, he saw Feng Min standing there, his eyes filled with tension and concern.

His ex-boyfriend, who left without any explanation, had come back. Did he want to take the child away from him?

He absolutely couldn’t let the child be taken away.

Chi Yan pushed Feng Min away forcefully, his face turning cold. “You’re crazy. I’m not pregnant with your child.”

Chi Yan lowered his voice, but just then, someone walked by, and their gaze fell on the two of them. They clearly heard Chi Yan’s words and were quite surprised.

He couldn’t stay there; he had to leave.

Chi Yan turned and walked away quickly. Feng Min didn’t stop him. Following behind, as they crossed an intersection, Chi Yan was in such a hurry to shake off Feng Min that he didn’t see the red light, and one foot landed in the street, followed by the sound of a car horn.

At the same time, Feng Min grabbed his wrist.

“Let go!” Chi Yan didn’t want to see this person anymore, and he definitely didn’t want him to know he had a child.

“Chi Yan, I’m begging you. Just give me one hour. Just one hour. Give me one last chance. Please, okay?” Feng Min had never begged anyone like this before.

Chi Yan looked at the pedestrians around him. They were already attracting quite a few curious glances.

“Feng Min, I don’t believe you.” Chi Yan could no longer trust this person.

“If you want to leave after an hour, just go. Just say the word, and I’ll promise not to appear in front of you again.” Feng Min said very seriously.

Chi Yan remained silent, feeling that Feng Min was making excuses.

Feng Min knew that Chi Yan wouldn’t be swayed by his words. He reached out and rolled up his left sleeve a bit, revealing several scars on his inner wrist. The scars were lighter now, but crisscrossed, showing that Feng Min had once cut his own wrist.

“I’ve never betrayed you. I’ve never changed my mind since I fell for you. It’s just that I had some problems myself. I was afraid of hurting you, so I ran away.

But now, my treatment is stable, as you can see. I can control myself now. Even if I can’t hold you, I can restrain myself.”

Feng Min spoke calm words in a turbulent tone.

Chi Yan stared at Feng Min’s scarred wrist. At that moment, he felt himself wavering.

Seeing Chi Yan remain silent, Feng Min’s face lit up with a smile. He took Chi Yan’s hand and walked toward the car, letting Chi Yan sit in the back while he drove.

The car quietly drove on the road. Chi Yan looked at the back of the man in front of him and suddenly felt that perhaps because of the pregnancy, he was softening his heart.

If it had been in the past, he wouldn’t have gotten into this car.

The car took them to a psychiatric hospital, stopping in front of a psychiatrist’s office.

Chi Yan followed Feng Min inside. As soon as the psychiatrist saw Feng Min, it was clear he recognized him, and then he noticed Chi Yan behind Feng Min. It was their first meeting, but the doctor’s gaze gradually changed, as if he already knew about Chi Yan’s existence.

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