Reborn, I am doing involution on Jinshan

Survive in Another World for 41 Days

It's the golden autumn of mid-October, and the weather should be clear and crisp, but this year's autumn seems colder than usual. A sudden light snowfall has brought back the feeling of winter.

The sky was gloomy, and small snowflakes fluttered down, as if covering the whole world with a layer of silver gauze. Pedestrians on the street hurried along, some wrapped in thick cotton clothes, while others held umbrellas, carefully avoiding the snow and ice on the ground.

Thinking that she would have to switch to the night shift in two days and her English training would be interrupted again, although the school was willing to add 25 classes for her, she still felt extremely depressed and inexplicably low.

There were also happy things. Grandma recovered very well after the operation. She called for a follow-up visit within three or two days. The attending physician Zhu Zhenhua's enthusiasm for the patient's later recovery made Xu Xianglian very uneasy.

She was afraid that the elixir would be discovered, so she had to cut off such intentional prying eyes. As the old saying goes, it is a crime to possess a treasure, so she had to be on guard.

The weather is getting colder here, so I need to put on more clothes. After get off work, Yin Xiaoyao was sorting the original owner's clothes at home when she discovered that she had a habit of recording her menstrual period. The last time it stopped was July 7th, and her birthday was July 20th. She quickly checked Baidu and found that the most likely fertile period was the end of July. Is she two months pregnant?

Unfortunately, I didn’t develop the habit of writing a diary, and there were few useful words, so the clue was lost again.

Her breath seemed to stop, her heart inexplicably choked with anxiety, and her eyes misted over. She felt the original owner must have been a timid girl, and even if she had replaced the core, it wouldn't change her inherent psychological changes. She grieved for a moment, wiped away her tears, and sorted the thick and thin clothes into categories and put them away.

As she folded her last pair of jeans and prepared to put them away, a familiar checkup report fell out of her trouser pocket. Wasn't this where the pregnancy checkup report should be placed? With trembling hands, she opened it and took a look. It was a test report for treating uterine contractions? The date was August 8th.

……

Shocked, her mind went blank, and she felt vaguely uneasy. She searched through all of the original owner's underwear again, but found no useful clues. Instead, it reminded her that she had to face the major event of her life: pregnancy.

She also considered that the original owner's clothes were going to be thrown away, and she might have died. She was thinking wildly and felt very depressed.

After getting her ID, she went straight to the hospital she'd been to before. She saw the same female gynecologist: "The fetal heart rate is stable. You need to stay calm. You can take nutritional supplements and folic acid supplements during the second trimester. Your xx is a little low. I'll prescribe a bottle of xx. Remember to take it three times a day."

She just nodded mechanically to what the female doctor said later. Perhaps the female doctor saw her embarrassment, so she politely comforted her a few words and let her take the medicine and go home.

After walking out of the hospital gate and looking at the snowflakes all over the sky, I felt even more desolate.

Although the snow was not heavy, it gave people a special feeling of freshness and tranquility. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of snowflakes, which temporarily made people feel happy.

Suddenly, she heard a man's voice calling, "Xiaoyao!" She froze, and slowly turned around to see the "scumbag" she'd cursed dozens of times standing under a tree, his features sharp and his expression sullen as he stared at her. That sowing...scumbag? Was the god of love really elusive?

When their eyes meet, the terrifying and enchanting eyes will captivate and seduce everyone.

My mind went blank again, so I turned away, wondering if I should walk in the opposite direction.

Su Jingxuan lifted his long legs, walked up to her, and took her cold hand. "Let's go. My car is over there. I'll take you home... Your hands are too cold. You're such a grown-up, don't you know how to put on more clothes?"

He wanted to know why she came to the hospital again. He pursed his lips tightly, not daring to ask... He was afraid of irritating her if he asked! He even dared not hang his coat on her...

Yin Xiaoyao subconsciously tried to break free, but Su Jingxuan's grip tightened. Her face flushed, and her voice was filled with anger: "Don't be so kind. Who needs you to send me? I can go back by myself."

Su Jingxuan pretended not to hear her and pulled her away, his tone unquestionable: "Stop it, it's not safe for you to be alone this late."

Yin Xiaoyao was dragged by him, stumbling all the way, and kept muttering: "Let me go, I have nothing to do with you anymore."

Su Jingxuan stopped, turned his head, and looked at her deeply: "Xiaoyao, don't say that. I know you are still angry with me, but can you give me a chance to explain? I have just taken over the company these days and I have been a little busy. I am sorry that I came here so late today!"

Yin Xiaoyao turned her head away and snorted coldly: "There's nothing to explain. I don't want to hear it. Don't keep following me."

Su Jingxuan looked down at her with sharp eyebrows and cold eyes, which was full of oppression.

The women chasing him lined up all the way to Paris, but why did this little woman he was pursuing always get mad at the slightest provocation? It was like a flood, and she only wanted to escape him. She was like this before he lost his memory, and she was still like this after he lost it; she lived to be 24. Feeling frustrated for the first time, Su Jingxuan sighed, continued to pull her to the car, opened the door, and stuffed her in.

The car started, and they were both silent the whole way. Yin Xiaoyao looked out the window, her heart in turmoil.

Su Jingxuan glanced at her from time to time, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Finally, the car stopped outside Yin Xiaoyao's residence. After politely thanking him, Yin Xiaoyao wanted to open the car door and get out, but the next second she heard a "click" and the car door locked.

She turned her head in surprise, and the man intertwined his fingers and pecked her red lips twice. His hot breath sprayed on her face. With scorching eyes, he said in a hoarse voice: "I'll let you go today, but you are not allowed to ignore me in the future!"

Yin Xiaoyao nodded repeatedly in understanding, and the man let go of her hands. Then there was a "click" sound, and the car door lock opened again. Yin Xiaoyao's cheeks were burning hot, and she got out of the car as if fleeing, without looking back, and walked straight into the community.

"She's such a shy little woman." Su Jingxuan looked at her back, his eyes filled with disappointment and helplessness. He was mostly angry. He'd been dreaming about her these past few days, and she kept reminding him of his charming side that night. He'd always wake up and take a cold shower.

He had no choice but to look up action movies from the Sakura Country, but it still couldn't quench his thirst. He couldn't help but wonder if he was under a spell. Why was he like a naive young boy, thinking about this every day!

He also had to remain a virgin and live the life of a monk. If word got out, he, the dream girl of 99 million girls, would be driven out of the galaxy!!! No, he would be thrown out...

She is really a poisonous woman. Is the woman at the foot of the mountain a tiger?

When she returned home, Yin Xiaoyao received a text message from Su Jingxuan: Dear, I will come to see you tomorrow.

She couldn't help but shudder, and quickly deleted the text message, and her racing heartbeat returned to normal.

She looked at the clock and it was only 9 o'clock. It was even more congested to be home alone, so she went downstairs to the community for a walk to relax and wait for her brother to come back.

Occasionally, she likes to walk alone in the green park in the community to sort out some troubles. She has been walking there more frequently recently. The security guard greets her warmly and she chats politely with him.

It's nothing more than whether you have eaten, whether it will rain later, etc., and getting the express delivery back is easy to deal with, and it avoids the intrigue in the workplace.

Passing by the parking lot, someone called my name: "Xiaoyao"