Lost Continent

Cuckoo was a little melancholy, he had prepared a lot of things for his little spouse, but now he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't tell Grandpa when he asked.

That annoying younger brother locked himself in the house again, keeping secrets and hiding everything from him.

Hay stopped playing with him, and said that he would wait for his little brother to come out. Lin was always sleeping, and after going to see him a few times, Wu put the air conditioner on him.

The sad-looking Cuckoo led his lamb around from the east entrance of the village to the west entrance of the village, and then from the west entrance of the village to the north entrance of the village, exuding a depressive atmosphere of "so boring, lonely, and empty" all over his body.

Walking aimlessly, suddenly felt a pain in the forehead, Cuckoo raised his head angrily, "Who?"

Under the big tree in the distance, Lin Yi kept waving a long wooden stick towards the tree, and many small blue fruits fell down, like dense raindrops.

"Cuckoo, come and help me pick up the fruit."

Looking strangely at the small fruits scattered on the ground, Cuckoo felt a toothache. This fruit is very sour and has a strange smell. One is enough for everyone. Everyone doesn't want to eat it. What is Lin Nong doing with so many?

The lamb stretched its neck to sniff the fruit in front of it, and ate it under Cuckoo's dumbfounded gaze. The next moment, the lamb stuck out its tongue and gnawed at the dirt.

Cuckoo swallowed, his teeth must be very sore.

There was another pain in his head, and Cuckoo picked up the fruit that had rolled to his feet, "Lin, does the witch know if you do this?" Sure enough, the illness is serious, so it's impossible for the witch to ignore it, right?

Although he didn't understand why he asked this question, Lin Yi, who was in a good mood, answered cooperatively, "He knows."

Cuckoo, who was hit by several fruits, was dumbfounded.

"Cuckoo?"

"I'm coming."

Cuckoo tied the lamb to the wooden pier, and looked sympathetically at the person who raised his head and knocked on the wooden stick. He didn't know if his illness would be cured, and his brain would not be broken...

The two picked up all the fruits around them, and filled half of the basket. Lin Yi wiped one, threw it into his mouth and ate it, spit out a small fruit core, and found a bigger one.

Seeing Cuckoo's mouth wide open in a sluggish way, he rolled his tongue, puffed out his left cheek and asked inarticulately, "What's wrong?"

"No...nothing" Cuckoo swallowed.

Lin Yi grabbed two handfuls of fruit from the basket and handed them over, "These are for you."

Cuckoo quickly waved his hands, "I don't want it."

Knowing that the other party was thin-skinned, he was probably embarrassed, so Lin Yi stuffed it into Cuckoo's arms, with a sincere tone, "Young boy, don't be shy, just take it all, I kept a lot."

"I really don't want it." Cuckoo backed away fearfully, pulled the lamb by the head and ran away without looking back.

Lin Yi "..."

Back with the basket in hand, Lin Yi lay on the bed a little weakly, fell asleep, and lacked energy, he closed his eyes and took a breath, as if all his energy had been absorbed by something.

The touch on the forehead brought Lin Yi back to his senses, he half-opened his eyes and looked at the man leaning over him, "Where have you been?"

Fu Feng reached out and touched Lin Yi's face, "I'm going to gather medicine."

"Isn't it impossible to leave the village?" Lin Yi curled his lips unconsciously, "Why don't you take me with you?"

"It didn't go very far." Flicking the hair with his fingertips, Fu Feng straightened Lin Yi's hair, and the slightly hot temperature moved from the back of his neck to his ears, gently kneading, "What do you want to eat?"

After asking this question, Lin Yi remembered the basket he had thrown in the house, and he asked Fu Feng to bring the basket over.

Lin Yi ate the fruit, leaned over and kissed Fu Feng's forehead, nose tip, lips, and when his tongue stuck in, his eyeballs rolled, and the remaining half of the fruit went into Fu Feng's mouth.

The taste transmitted from the tip of the tongue was very strong, Fufeng's face did not change color, very calm, but his facial muscles twitched imperceptibly.

Lin Yi asked with a smile, "How does it taste?"

Fu Feng's throat rolled up and down, as if he had swallowed something. After a few moments, he opened his mouth and uttered two words, "Not bad."

Lin Yi, who lowered his head and carefully pulled out the big fruit and put it away, did not forget to remind, "Don't forget to spit out the core inside."

Fu Feng, who had already swallowed it all, still hummed calmly, but there was a faint bulge of blue veins on his forehead.

"There are many more on the tree." With a fruit stuffed in his mouth, Lin Yi muttered to himself, "I'll get some back after eating."

After eating the third fruit, Fufeng remained calm on the face, he stood up, "I'll go out for a while."

"Go, I'll keep the biggest one for you." Lin Yi said it as a matter of course.

Fu Feng's stature was almost unnoticeable, and he stood outside the door for a long time, only entering the room when he saw Lin Yi fell asleep, and only after drinking several sips of water did he feel that the smell in his throat had faded a lot.

I don't know when it started, but Lin Yi's taste changed very quickly. After eating some fruits, he didn't like to eat them, and his temper also became a little weird. The always calm and calm Dawu fell into an unusually difficult state.

"Lin, do you have any discomfort?" Fu Feng finally lost his patience after seeing his lover roll around on the pillow for a few times, and wrapped him in his arms.

He could see the other party's changes, and became more and more worried, but he couldn't find any way, and he was so frustrated for the first time.

"Can't sleep."

Lin Yi was a little restless, he got a full sleep during the day, and became extremely hyperactive at night.

Fu Feng patted Lin Yi's back and comforted him for a long time, and after putting him to sleep, he opened his eyes until dawn.

A few days later, the first small tribe arrived outside the village. There were only a dozen poor people, with food and weapons. Everyone was in a mess. They stood at the edge of the trench and cried out, begging for shelter.

As the new patriarch, Harley was the first to ask Drew, but Drew's attitude was to keep the door closed. He was reminding the other party who was the patriarch.

Harley turned his head to look for Lin Yi after being stunned, which had become a subconscious decision.

Flipping through the notebook, Lin Yi said casually, "Isn't there a large open space outside the village? It's useless to leave it alone."

"You mean to make them..."

"I didn't say anything." Lin Yi seemed to think of something, "Hay's mother is going to give birth, right?"

Harley, who was more nervous, turned his attention away immediately. He nodded, "It should be soon." He added, "I gave her a massage as you said."

"Well, let me know immediately if there is any situation." Lin Yi's voice was full of sleepiness.

Seeing his listless look, Harley frowned. He glanced through the window out of the corner of his eye. He had seen a witch who was revered and worshiped by his tribe many times looking at him so intently, but he was still a little unbelievable.

When he was leaving, he passed by the window and asked in a low voice, "Wu, what happened to Lin?"

Fu Feng didn't give any response, his gentle eyes kept falling on the people in the room, his calmness was hidden worry.

"Lin has brought a good harvest and hope to our clan. He will definitely be protected by the witch god." Harley hesitated to speak, which is not like him at all. The responsibility is even greater, and the responsibility is greater.

The chickens in the shed successfully hatched a litter of chicks. Lin Yi was busy spreading a layer of hay inside the wooden basket, found a small stone bowl, filled some rice grains softened with boiling water, and poured it into another bowl. Some of them are boiled, and a layer of sand is spread around the bowl so that the water will not flow out if the bowl is turned upside down.

After doing this, he lay down on the wooden basket excitedly, touching the soft hairs on the tops of the chickens one by one, and stroking the backs of the chickens one by one.

When the chickens crowed at night, Lin Yi got up to look at them. After going back and forth a few times, he simply moved the basket to the side of the bed, lay down with his back to Fufeng, and looked straight at the chickens.

Fu Feng, who was neglected, rubbed the space between his eyebrows, smelling the smell of chicken excrement all night.

The next day when Lin Yi came up, he found that the wooden basket and the chicks were all gone, so he ran directly to ask Fu Feng what was going on.

Fu Feng didn't raise his head, he rubbed the cracks on the turtle's shell with his fingertips, "Leave Bei Bei to raise it."

Lin Yi frowned, and said in a slightly aggressive tone, "You should ask for my opinion."

"You won't agree." Fu Feng's tone was calm.

"So you made up your own mind?" Lin Yi sullenly, angry in his heart, "Fu Feng, what you did was wrong."

Fu Feng still didn't raise his head, the corners of his eyes drooped, covering everything under his eyes, his straight nose and slightly pursed lips outlined a somewhat cold line, after a while, he sighed softly, "It's my fault."

Kneeling down to take the turtle shell from his hand, Lin Yi slowed down, "Then go and bring the chicken back."

Fu Feng frowned lightly, looked up at him, "Lin, don't make trouble."

As soon as Lin looked at him, the situation was deadlocked, until the smell of the kitchen passed through his nose, followed by a grunt, the atmosphere changed.

"I'll get you some soup."

Fufeng got up and went to the kitchen, Lin Yi who wanted to drink bone soup silently followed behind, a little worried, "Can Beibei support me?" She didn't even know what to pay attention to during her menstrual period, and her life was a mess.

He lifted the wooden lid and stirred the pot with a long spoon. Fu Feng scooped up a spoonful of white soup and put it in a bowl. He told the other party the answer he had prepared a long time ago. return."

Lin's eyes twitched, how clever.

After drinking a bowl of hot soup, Lin Yi went to Beibei, checked the condition of the chickens, and then repeatedly told them, "Don't feed them to death."

"The witch has already explained it." Beibei replied indifferently, looked Lin Yi up and down, her eyes were strange, and she looked away after a while, "You are really fat."

"I know." Lin Yi glanced at the girl who was growing more and more heroic, and Lin Yi's face turned pale, and everyone didn't need to remind him.

"I heard that you are on a diet?" Beibei squeezed out a sentence, the last two words were slightly pronounced, and there was a lot of suspicion.

"..." Lin Yi, who hadn't lost weight at all, refused to admit it, "No!"

Beibei's gaze passed over his earlobe imperceptibly, and asked some questions about how to take care of the little chick without breaking the other's intentions.

She was a little surprised when she saw Wu coming with a wooden basket, and she was even more surprised when she learned that she was asked to raise those chicks. Since they all came to find her in person, she had to give it a shot. spirit to take care of.

After telling all the details that should be paid attention to, Lin Yi went to see the little chicken again, said hello and was about to go back, when Beibei's mother handed him a small jar, which contained slices of marinated rabbit meat, "Lin, take these back and eat."

A strong pungent smell came over his face, his stomach rolled suddenly, and he felt a little nauseous. Lin Yi turned and ran out, squatted on the ground and retched, and vomited a lot of water. They were all trembling, because they were frightened by a thought that flashed through their minds just now.

The more he thought about it, the more frightening he became, he staggered forward and ran forward without looking at it, then waved away the people who blocked him in confusion, causing the people he met along the way to look sideways.

Beibei, who was pushed away, stood firm, with shock in her eyes, and then slowly disappeared, turning into anxiety.

Dr. Lin, who had never taken his own pulse before, closed the door and hid in the room for the first time. After a while, there was a terrifying scream in the room, followed by a dead silence.

Lin Yi with a pale face was sitting on the ground, as if his bones had been taken out of him, his whole body was weak, his eyes were a little loose, obviously he had been greatly frightened.

"Fu Feng, I seem to have one."

How strange that a man actually has one, isn't he a liar? !

"Fufeng, you are going to be a father."

Then who is the mother?

The corners of Lin Yi's mouth kept twitching, and he wiped the sweat off his face with his hand. Based on everything that happened during this period, he came to a conclusion that Fu Feng definitely didn't know there was something in his stomach, and the appearance of the child was obviously not what they expected.

It was too sudden, and my mind was filled with huge surprises. I guess there was joy, but it was all covered.

It's normal to say it, no one would think of this, it's too unscientific, even he thought he might just be napping in autumn, or live a comfortable life, so he gained weight.

Fu Feng, who came out of Drew's house, received great attention from everyone in the clan, and they rushed forward to report to him, one by one, and finally became "Lin crazy" after hearing it.

Fu Feng's footsteps were rarely flustered, and he rushed back without stopping. After seeing the people in the room, he found that his clothes were soaked in sweat.

After calming down, Fu Feng walked over, "Lin?"

Lin Yi, who was motionless on the bed, moved his eyelids first, then slowly opened them after a while, and met that warm and concerned gaze, as if it could calm all his restlessness and anxiety, the expression on Lin Yi's face was stunned, Let the hand that touched every part of his body wipe his forehead and face.

Until the voice next to my ear rang, "Why are you sweating so much?"

Terrified, Lin Yi moved into the bed, Fu Fengshun folded his clothes and lay down on it, stretched out his arms to hold him in his arms, and the room fell into a peaceful atmosphere.

"I have something to tell you."

Fu Feng tilted his head, as if listening carefully.

Lin Yi tightly held Fu Feng's hand, pursed his lips and let go. After repeating several times, he took a deep breath to build up his emotions, and slowly expressed that he had rehearsed a lot in a complicated tone that was definitely not excited. A word of times.

"We're going to be dads."