My husband disappeared after a flash marriage, but I am pregnant with his child

"Rumble--"

A sharp flash of lightning instantly streaked across the sky, tearing apart the originally dark sky. Immediately afterwards, heavy rain poured down like a reservoir with the floodgates opened, hitting the windows with crackling sounds.

Inside the house, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

There was an indescribable heaviness in the air, accompanied by low cries.

Lin Xingran sat on the sofa in the corner, hugging her knees tightly with her hands. There were still traces of tears on her face, and her bright eyes were now dim.

The dark memories from some time ago came flooding back to her mind like a tide, every detail was clear and distinct. She clenched her teeth, trying not to collapse, but her trembling body betrayed her emotions.

Bo Zhili stood not far away, his eyes fixed on Lin Xingran.

His hands hanging at his sides unconsciously curled into fists, as if he wanted to grab something to ease the pain in his heart. His heart also tightened, and it hurt so much that he could hardly breathe.

Bo Zhili stretched out his hand and wanted to go over to comfort her, but he was afraid that his actions would backfire, so he could only stand there stiffly and look at her silently.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Xingran seemed to have calmed down.

She took a deep breath, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Bo Zhili shook his head and was about to say something when his vision suddenly went dark, his body lost balance, and he fell forward.

Fortunately, the carpet cushioned the fall and he was not injured.

"Bo Zhili!" Lin Xingran exclaimed, and hurried forward to check. She reached out and touched his forehead, but was so burned that she retracted her hand.

"Hiss, you have a high fever."

There was a hint of panic in Lin Xingran's tone.

She helped Bo Zhili lie down on the sofa, and then hurried to the kitchen to get a basin of hot water, wrung out a towel and put it on his forehead to cool it down. At the same time, she couldn't help frowning and asked, "Where are your family members? Why did you get yourself like this?"

In my impression, Bo Zhili, as the young master of the Bo family, has always been bright and energetic. When did he become such a sickly and pitiful boy?

Bo Zhili did not answer her, but just lay quietly on the sofa with his eyes closed. His face was terribly pale and his lips were bloodless.

After a while.

"I ran away from home."

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

Lin Xingran was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Bo Zhili, only to see a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth, and continued:

"They just used me as a tool for marriage. Today I am the daughter of the Wang family, and tomorrow I am the daughter of the Chen family. I am fed up with this kind of life."

Bo Zhili's painful voice echoed in the living room.

Lin Xingran frowned. It was the first time she saw Bo Zhili showing such a vulnerable side, and she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

There was a long silence.

The rain outside the window is drizzling, and it seems that it will never stop.

Lin Xingran glanced at Bo Zhili lying on the sofa, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

Has his fever gone away?

This thought flashed through my mind, and my feet walked over involuntarily.

Lin Xingran had just stretched out her hand and hadn't touched her forehead when her wrist was suddenly grabbed and she was pulled forward with great force.

"what!"

Lin Xingran let out a low cry, and then the scent of male hormones hit her in the face. When she came to her senses, she was already lying in Bo Zhili's arms, her cheek pressed against his chest.

"Plop! Plop!"

My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't tell whose voice it was.

A crazy night.

......

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the window lattice and cast patches of light on Lin Xingran's face.

She slowly opened her eyes, sat up, rubbed her eyes, and looked down at the scattered clothes at her feet as if silently accusing everything that had happened. The crazy scene of last night gradually became clear in her mind.

Lin Xingran's heart sank suddenly.

damn it!

What has she done?

Lin Xingran's eyes were complicated as she glanced at Bo Zhili who was still sleeping. She was completely unable to accept this fact.

She put on her clothes as quickly as possible and went out to work, trying to escape the mistake she made last night.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Lin Xingran had been running around outside all day and when she got home it was already evening. She was starving and her stomach kept making protesting noises.

She took out the key and was about to open the door when she suddenly remembered the incident last night.

I hope Bo Zhili is gone.

Lin Xingran took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

Followed by.

The air was filled with the aroma of food.

Lin Xingran was stunned for a moment, and then she saw Bo Zhili busy in the kitchen. The pink apron looked very awkward on his 1.85-meter tall body, but also looked a bit cute.

"Now that you're back, we can have dinner soon."

Bo Zhili's pleasant voice came, with a hint of intimacy.

Lin Xingran blinked, having never expected things to develop to this point. Looking at the dishes on the table that looked delicious, they seemed quite tasty.

"Can you still cook?"

Lin Xingran's eyes widened in disbelief. How could this young master, who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth and had to be fed by others, actually cook such a big table of dishes?

Bo Zhili touched the back of his head embarrassedly.

"No, I learned it from the Internet. I can make whatever you want to eat for you in the future."

I saw——

There were several cuts on his originally fair and slender fingers, and his handsome face was also covered with dust.

A complex expression flashed across Lin Xingran's eyes, and she opened her mouth: "You don't have to be like this."

Bo Zhili smiled and shook his head: "But I want to be good to you. From now on, it will be my fault. I want to be better to you in the future."

Paused for a few seconds.

He cleared his throat, his brows showing an unprecedented seriousness, and his tone was filled with a hint of pleading.

"Xiao Ran, can you give me another chance?"

Lin Xingran's heart trembled suddenly. She turned her head away, not daring to meet the deep affection in the man's eyes. She stammered, "Eat, eat."

The next few days.

Every day when Lin Xingran came home from get off work, she would see Bo Zhili cooking different meals for her, and sometimes he even made desserts to make her happy.

"Xiao Ran, this is a nourishing soup specially made for you. It's said on the Internet that it's good for women's health."

A hint of sweetness and complexity flashed in Lin Xingran's eyes. She seemed to have fallen again. Under Bo Zhili's gentle offensive, she tacitly allowed him to integrate into her life again.

They seemed to have returned to the old days, when she used to stay at home, waiting for news from Bo Zhili every day, but now their positions have been reversed.

But it seems that such days are not bad.

Lin Xingran shook her head, forcing herself not to think about those messy things and just enjoy the beauty of the moment.

"Xiao Ran, are you tired from walking today? Let me give you a massage."

"Press it if you want, but keep your hands still."

......