Eating cute friends who grew up

Chen Rui still couldn't accept the fact that he had a baby in his belly. Wang Fei said that he had to talk to his father about it, and he listened.

Chen Rui was startled when he saw a small dot on the screen. He couldn't believe it was his stomach. He went back and wrapped himself in the quilt and smelled the smell of sour plums. He touched his stomach, and the inside of his stomach A surge of uncontrollable nausea.

Yes, his reaction was strong.

The school has requirements on class hours, Chen Rui can only stuff a lot of sour plums in his pocket, and ask Wang Fei to ask for leave if he can’t attend physical education class, the teacher said why he is more delicate than girls, in fact, Wang Fei is really good at doing this Very dude.

"Does Song Cheng know about this?"

"I don't know, why should I tell him, tell him to treat me as a mental illness?"

"But it's also his fault."

Chen Rui shook his head and chewed his words: "I don't want to be regarded as a monster."

"Chen Rui, what kind of vision do you have that you actually like 28-year-old men? I didn't expect you to like men, but I can accept them very quickly now."

It is acceptable for a man to be pregnant so big, what else is unacceptable.

At this time, Chen Rui's cell phone vibrated, and it turned out that Wang Fei sent a video and a URL: "Look, my dad is coming back this Saturday, and I need to let you know the general situation."

"I want to go back to sleep and see later."

"By the way, Song Cheng will go back to school in the next few days, saying that he has sponsored school scholarships or something."

Chen Rui pretended he couldn't hear it. Now he was upset and felt that nothing was important. He was more afraid, but he was not a person who relied on others. Even if his friends kept talking about making Song Cheng look good, he still felt that he could solve this problem.

Going to find Song Cheng, what is the difference between that and a woman who is pregnant and Song Cheng is responsible, he is not a woman.

But when he lay on the bed and watched the popular science sent by Wang Fei, his body still couldn't help shaking. He didn't know that a woman's abortion would be so terrifying. He thought that he just needed to take some medicine and put a cold instrument in his body. Poking back and forth, it's creepy to think about it.

Because of this video, Chen Rui had a nightmare at night. He dreamed that he was tied to the hospital bed, and then a group of people surrounded him laughing and looking at him, holding those utensils in their hands, and then those utensils slowly approached. He grabbed his body and stabbed him in the stomach. He raised his head in fear and saw a hole in his stomach was cut by the scissors.

"what!"

The dream was too real, Chen Rui had a pale face all morning and was out of his mind, coupled with his poor appetite, he couldn't eat anything.

After class, everyone was scrambling to go out. Chen Rui was at the front, but now he was pushed aside. There were more than 300 people in the big classroom, and more than 300 people rushed out of the classroom. I don’t know who pushed him out of the door. Chen Rui walked forward in a daze and didn't pay attention to the steps. When his feet stepped on the air, he fell into a warm embrace. He smelled some familiar perfume and raised his head. What he saw was the smiling face as always.

"I just told you to ignore it. Seeing that you are walking unsteadily, do you feel unwell?"

Song Cheng's initial impression on Chen Rui was intuitive, handsome, well-clothed, and well-bred.

Indeed, the Ivy League elites have not been educated, so who else will be educated.

However, it can also be seen that the grades are different. Chen Rui looked at Song Cheng who was wearing a woolen coat and hugged him. Mr. Song is wearing a white knit turtleneck today, and his lips are pursed sexy. He is the senior in the hearts of female students .

"Song... Teacher Song." Chen Rui stood still in shock, not knowing where to put his eyes.

"I came back to deal with something today, and I happened to see you. What's the matter?" Song Cheng rubbed Chen Rui's eyes and ears, but the temperament stood there as if he was making a silent inquiry: What's wrong? told me.

Chen Rui's heart is like a boat that drifts with the wind in the vast ocean without knowing the destination. When he encountered Song Cheng, he was only left with grievances: "I, I'm sick." He didn't know what to say, " Teacher, I'm sick."

"Why are you still crying?" Song Cheng didn't know that the little rabbit would cry so much that day, "It's just time for dinner, let's go out to eat."

As soon as he talked about eating, Chen Rui remembered that he had been thinking about the miscarriage all day. He was really hungry. Song Cheng took him to a quiet western restaurant, where he didn't have to worry about bumping into his classmates. Song Cheng actually came up and touched his forehead : "No fever."

Chen Rui looked at Song Cheng with a numb scalp, he had slept with Song Cheng.

"Old Song..."

"I'm not a teacher, don't call me a teacher."

Chen Rui licked his lips: "Mr. Song." His voice became smaller and smaller, pitifully, just like the scene under him that night.

Song Cheng pushed the menu over: "What do you want to eat?"

Chen Rui said: "I want to eat pickled fish."

"There is no such thing as pickled cabbage fish, or I will accompany you next time."

"And next time?" Feeling that the question was wrong, Chen Rui shrunk himself into a ball, "Mr. Song, I thought you didn't remember me."

In fact, it is not the case. Song Cheng treats everyone with gentleness and courtesy, which makes people unable to pick any thorns. What's more, this Chen Rui is a bit special. Sitting next to him, Chen Rui was very obedient, and his face quickly turned red.

His hair is a little messy, so you can tell that you didn't take care of it when you got up, but Chen Rui's appearance is fair, and his red face looks very shy. It's been a long time since I met such a shy person. Song Cheng's eyes darkened Holding Chen Rui's hand, he lowered his head and kissed the back of the other's hand abruptly and gracefully: "I'm sorry."

But too gentlemanly.

Chen Rui opened his mouth, but he was unable to speak.

"Take it slow, sir." The waiter brought up the plate, and it could be seen that Song Cheng considered Chen Rui's age, most of which are what young people like to eat now.

He ate his mouth meatily, but Chen Rui didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Song Cheng, thinking that he would be fine if he didn't vomit today, but as soon as he swallowed it, the nausea surged up.

Seeing Chen Rui covering his mouth fiercely, Song Cheng thought something was wrong. As soon as he got up, Chen Rui also stood up as if he was looking for something, but after he couldn't find it and couldn't help it, he vomited it out, all of which was water , but the scene is indeed very bad and not very good.

"vomit--"

"Sir, you..."

Song Cheng waved his hand: "I'll take care of it here." He supported Chen Rui's forehead, "Let's take you to the hospital first."

However, Chen Rui was very resistant to the hospital and almost immediately called out: "I won't go to the hospital!"

The diners in the restaurant were all quiet, suddenly there was a loud noise from the corner which attracted the attention of many people, and at the same time aroused the displeasure of others. Song Cheng pretended not to feel the sight behind him, he held Chen Rui exerted some force on his arm: "Be obedient."

"Oh, I won't go, I won't go." Seeing himself throwing up again, Chen Rui was terrified. He thought of the scene in his dream, the cold utensils and his strange body. Breaking down, he cried out, "I don't want to go to the hospital, I'm not sick."

Afraid of being known by others, Chen Rui observed his surroundings vigilantly and tried his best to look normal.

"Chen Rui, be obedient!" What is sick or not, the preface and the afterword are simply inconsistent.

"Teacher, I don't want to go to the hospital." Chen Rui struggled to get back to his seat. He tried to eat the food on the table, but he really couldn't smell the meat and turned his head and retched for a long time. Many people had already come over. His eyes seemed to be looking at mental illness, Chen Rui couldn't help crying, he cried softly and depressed, full of grievances and bewilderment, he was not sick.

"Teacher, I..." He grabbed the man's arm and hid behind him, crying to try to calm down, "I won't go."

Song Cheng finally turned cold: "Chen Rui."

"No, no." But now Chen Rui only knows how to resist the hospital. He hugged Song Cheng's arm and trembled when he spoke. He wanted to say something, but his brain didn't listen. As soon as his arms softened, Chen Rui actually passed out.

"Chen Rui, Chen Rui."

Song Cheng hurriedly sent him to the hospital. Winter is the peak time of hospital flow, so he took him directly to his friend: "Zijun, take a look at what's wrong with him."

"Yo Xinhuan." Mencius pouted towards the inside, "Put it on the bed first, tell me what's going on."

"Suddenly vomited while eating, and then he kept saying that he was fine and would not come to the hospital."

"Spit?" Mencius Jun checked the patient's condition, he looked at Song Cheng "tsk tsk", "This child is old, you can do it." But now is not the time to chat, he took the patient's pulse, never Think more and more.

"what happened?"

Meng Zijun looked at the person on the hospital bed with a serious expression: "You know my grandfather is a Chinese medicine doctor, right? My grandfather's pulse is first-rate. Guess what I got."

Song Cheng's expression was quite calm: "What are you talking about?"

Mencius smiled faintly: "Go and take him for a blood draw. I'll have a look at the results when the blood is drawn. It may be that I made a mistake in noticing that the pulse level is not enough."

Ten minutes later, Song Cheng came back with Chen Rui in his arms. He handed the list to Mencius Jun. Mencius stared at the test list and stood up abruptly.