Mr. Dong Guo

When I got home, Zheng Qing seemed to have gone out.

Looking at the messy sofa, Guo Qiyu remembered that Zheng Qing seemed to be going to the hospital for an examination today.

He scratched his head, put down his luggage, and began to tidy up the house.

When Zheng Qing came back, she was wearing loose clothes, and she couldn't tell she was a pregnant mother from her appearance.

"Brother Guo is back?" Zheng Qing knew that he was coming back today, so he went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables.

Guo Qiyu quickly took it over, "Be careful, don't go to those crowded places, what if you are crowded?"

Zheng Qing didn't answer, but asked, "Is Xiao Bei's leg better?"

"It's still the same, I didn't stay long, and it hurts for a hundred days, and he still has to suffer," Guo Qiyu carried the dishes into the kitchen, washed his hands, and prepared to cook.

Zheng Qing came over, "Brother Guo, can I discuss something with you later?"

"Okay, what are you going to say?"

"Let's talk after dinner," Zheng Qing came over to help wash the vegetables, "Brother Guo, I've really troubled you these days."

Guo Qiyu smiled, "We are all friends."

The two had a brief meal, and Guo Qiyu stewed a squab for Zheng Qing in the kitchen, and then came out. Zheng Qing was not sitting on the sofa, but sitting at the table, looking very solemn.

Guo Qiyu was a little strange, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Zheng Qing's eyes turned red instantly, she shook her head, "Brother Guo, I'm not worth it..."

"Not worth what?"

Zheng Qing covered her mouth and refused to say any more.

Guo Qiyu frowned slightly, "You are my friend, I should take care of you."

Zheng Qing whimpered a few times, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to suppress the crying sound in her throat. She kept taking deep breaths, hoping that she could calm down quickly.

Guo Qiyu hesitated for a moment, but still comforted him: "You are pregnant now, and the emotions of pregnant women can't be so ups and downs. Did something happen to you today?"

Zheng Qing put his hands on his lap, twisted his fingers tightly, and finally nodded, "Brother Guo, I bumped into him again."

"how?"

Zheng Qing still refused to say how he met Luo Jian, but said: "He asked me if I didn't go for surgery at all, and I wanted to go to him after giving birth to a child."

"Why would he think so?!" Guo Qiyu patted the table, filled with righteous indignation.

Zheng Qing lowered his eyes and said softly: "It's not his fault, that's what I thought before."

The hand that patted the table was still hurting slightly, Guo Qiyu was a little confused, "Ah? But that's your child, isn't it..."

Not an instrument of vengeance, nor an object for one's own gain...

Zheng Qing covered her face and kept nodding, "I know, I know, Brother Guo, I don't think that way now, I don't think that way anymore."

She raised her face and looked at Guo Qiyu seriously, "Brother Guo, I told him the same thing today."

Guo Qiyu felt relieved, "What did you say?"

But Zheng Qing faltered again, his eyes dodged a little, "Brother Guo, I just wanted to tell you about this, but it's not today, I am, I've been thinking about it for a long time..."

"what?"

Zheng Qing stood up suddenly, grabbed Guo Qiyu's hand on the table, and lowered his upper body slightly, trying not to touch his stomach against the table.

Guo Qiyu was taken aback by Zheng Qing's actions. He didn't want Zheng Qing's hand to be so strong. He was afraid of hurting Zheng Qing and didn't dare to break free, but he still couldn't shake it off.

"Ah Qing, you, you are..."

Zheng Qing burst into tears, "Brother Guo, no one has ever treated me so well. My parents never cared about me after what happened to me. Brother Guo, you saved me when I was most desperate."

"You, you said this..."

"Brother Guo, I really don't know how to repay you. You are so kind to me. I'm really touched." She held Guo Qiyu's hand tightly, and tears fell on the table. , Actually, long ago, long ago..."

"I have already regarded you as the father of my child!"

Zheng Qing's words fell like a thunderbolt, and Guo Qiyu was so shocked that he couldn't utter a word, his mouth trembled, and his face was full of surprise.

"To be honest, Brother Guo, I also said the same thing when I met him today," Zheng Qing said without seeing Guo Qiyu's pale face, "I told him that this child is not his, you He is the father of the child."

She looked calm, and slowly let go of Guo Qiyu's hand, sat back and looked at the floor on one side, "Brother Guo, I really, really can't help it."

"I was afraid that if I didn't say this at the time, he would take me directly to the hospital," she turned her head and looked at Guo Qiyu who was still in disbelief, "Brother Guo, you know, I want to keep this child, my only child !"

Guo Qiyu nodded in a daze, and finally came to his senses, very embarrassed, "But, but I'm not the child's father either..."

"I know," Zheng Qing bit her lip, "Brother Guo, as I said just now, you are so kind to me, and I have long regarded you as the father of my child. Our orphans and widows rely on me alone, and I can't repay them at all."

"I, I don't want your reward." Guo Qiyu waved his hands again and again.

Until now, he hadn't really figured out Zheng Qing's purpose, he just vaguely felt that Zheng Qing still had something to say.

"Brother Guo, I really have nothing to repay you," Zheng Qing looked into Guo Qiyu's flustered and tired eyes, "except me."

"squeak--"

With the screeching sound of chairs being scraped across the floor, Guo Qiyu stood up abruptly, took a step back, and looked at the indifferent Zheng Qing in disbelief.

"Ah Qing, this, this is impossible!"

Zheng Qing's expression changed, a little sad, with a self-deprecating tone, "Brother Guo, I also know that it is too much to say these words, and you can't promise me, it's my fault, I treated you like that before, but now Make such a request.”

Guo Qiyu remained silent.

Zheng Qing was choked up, took out his mobile phone from his bag, opened the text message page, and put it on the table, "Brother Guo, take a look, I really can't do anything..."

Guo Qiyu stood there for a while, Zheng Qing's crying was heard by his ears.

He stepped forward and reached for the phone on the table.

The text message is from Luo Jian.

The content was unsightly, and many articles were posted, probably after meeting Zheng Qing today.

All content has only one point.

"If you don't have an operation, will you kill your mother and child?" Guo Qiyu's hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.

Zheng Qing held her head and sobbed softly.

Guo Qiyu put down the phone, "Give me some time."

Zheng Qing nodded, picked up the phone and went to his bedroom, leaving the living room to Guo Qiyu.

Hearing the sound of Zheng Qing closing the door, Guo Qiyu suddenly felt weak all over.

He doesn't comment on Zheng Qing's life. There are many choices in a person's life that are unavoidable. He would rather believe that there is one choice that Zheng Qing has to do.

Perhaps that one choice led to her tragedy today.

Guo Qiyu thought so kindly.

But most of the time, people always make their own choices, each step is taken by themselves, and there is only one person's footprint on this road.

It was not until late at night that Guo Qiyu moved slightly.

He went to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, walked to his bedroom door, and knocked on Zheng Qing's door.

Zheng Qing was in a state of panic until she got the answer. The moment she heard the knock on the door, she knew she was saved.

Guo Qiyu stood in a daze, did not follow Zheng Qing's invitation to go in, stood outside the bedroom door with his hands down, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want?"

Zheng Qing covered her mouth, her expression was full of excitement and gratitude.

Guo Qiyu watched her quietly, waiting for her to calm down slowly.

Zheng Qing wiped the tears on his face indiscriminately, speaking incoherently, "Brother Guo, I really, thank you, Brother Guo, I don't know what to say, thank you..."

"What do you want to say?" Guo Qiyu asked again, his expression so calm that Zheng Qing was a little surprised.

"Brother Guo?"

"I'm fine," Guo Qiyu turned his head slightly, avoiding Zheng Qing's overstretched hand, "tell me."

Seeing that his complexion was not very good, Zheng Qing restrained his expression and said flatteringly, "Brother Guo, if I get married and the child's household registration is under your name, he won't bother me."

"marry?"

Guo Qiyu's pupils shrank slightly, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he held back and didn't speak.

Zheng Qing quickly said: "Brother Guo, I know this may embarrass you, so I just thought of a compromise."

"We got married in a fake way. When the child is born, I'll leave. I'll take him out of China." Zheng Qing smiled a little hard, "Although then there will be the word divorce on your household registration."

"Is it really okay then?" Guo Qiyu asked suddenly.

Zheng Qing was taken aback, and nodded quickly, "Yes, as long as we get married and the child is yours, he can't do anything to me anymore."

"You said you were leaving with the child?"

"Yes, if you leave this country, life may be difficult in the future," Zheng Qing stroked her stomach and smiled softly, "But I have a child, so I don't ask for anything."

"Zheng Qing, have you ever regretted it?"

"Regret?" Zheng Qing smiled, "No matter what you choose, people will always regret it."

"Ah."

……

The next day, the two went to apply for a marriage certificate. Looking at the names of the two on the brochure, Zheng Qing suddenly took a step back and bowed deeply to Guo Qiyu.

Guo Qiyu quickly helped her up.

The two were relatively speechless.

"If you are an unmarried mother, the child's household registration is not easy, which saves a lot of trouble," Zheng Qing finally said, breaking the awkward silence, pretending to be relaxed, "at least this child has a father now!"

Guo Qiyu lowered his head, speechless for a while.

The author has something to say: writing this chapter made me unhappy... ==