She glanced at Zhuang Yousheng out of the corner of her eye, and felt that for a moment, his hand trembled, yes, trembled.

The butterfly's heart trembled a little.

Of course, she knew that Zhuang Yousheng had been approaching her all these days, although she was not slow or in a hurry, according to his rhythm, there was a certain hidden meaning behind all this. But now the facts may have shocked him a little, or caught him off guard.

The butterfly couldn't help but smile bitterly. Thinking of it, there are some things that can't be hidden, at least you should give someone an explanation, don't let people wait there, this kind of fearless waiting will not bring good results.

After all, Butterfly is no longer a reckless and ignorant girl, she knows that one of the things she should do at this moment is to confess everything to Zhuang Yousheng. It's really strange, she hid it from everyone, but she felt that she couldn't hide Zhuang Yousheng anymore.

The butterfly made up her mind, so she naturally stopped avoiding it and said bluntly: I am pregnant. ——

Zhuang Yousheng settled there, some wood carvings and clay sculptures, his eyes looked directly at the butterflies, but he didn't say a word.

The butterfly sighed, put down the cup in her hand, and didn't dare to look directly at him, but at this moment she had to look directly, looked at him and said slowly: Look, I'm pregnant, so my appetite is not very good, it's a pity that you invited him today. How about I pay for it today? It's always been you who invited me, and let me invite you back once, which is a thank you.

Butterfly said, intending to let the waiter pay for it, then say goodbye to him in a friendly way, then quickly settle it all, and then go back to her own world and say goodbye to everything......

She's already getting her bag—

Zhuang Yousheng suddenly pressed her hand and said decisively: Say okay, I'll invite you, don't mess around, I never like to let women invite me-

The butterfly raised her stunned eyes and looked at him. But his tone is tough, and you won't be able to resist.

He grabbed the butterfly's hand, his voice trembled a little, and his expression looked very anxious, but it was also a flash, but his expression became as cold as ice, which made the butterfly tremble, and involuntarily stopped the movements of his hand, looked at him, and waited for him to continue: This meal is nothing, but you didn't eat anything, so it's not good, what do you want to eat?

The second half of the sentence suddenly turned sharply and became quite soft, and the softness made the butterfly a little moved.

The butterfly shook her head and said, "I really can't eat anything right now."

Zhuang Yousheng's face also became very pale, mostly because he was a little unacceptable to the current unexpected news. Butterfly can understand this very well, most men can't accept such a fact, but Zhuang Yousheng can still be so calm to himself, and he can be regarded as a talent.

Butterflies secretly admire.

Zhuang Yousheng saw that the butterfly was quiet, so he retracted his hand, his hand was very cold, it was even colder than the butterfly's hand.

The butterfly looked at him in a daze, waiting for him to say goodbye to herself.

Zhuang Yousheng quickly returned to normal, poured himself a glass of water, and said in a tone without a trace of tone: If you can't eat, do you mind waiting for me to finish this meal? You see, I didn't eat anything, and when you vomited just now, I almost lost my appetite.

Butterfly was stunned, she didn't expect that he still had the appetite to eat? It is said that even the prisoners before their execution have to let their families eat enough to go on the road, and there is really no reason to say that they should not let their families eat well and break up.

Eating and drinking, and then saying goodbye to each other, this is undoubtedly the most humane ending.

The butterfly sits its on her ass. She looked like she could only drink plain water.

Zhuang Yousheng obviously wouldn't let her drink boiled water. He ordered her some salad and vegetable food, and asked the waiter for everything, which was suitable for pregnant women.

He was very attentive and thoughtful, and the butterfly was simply moved a little unexplained. The only thing he could do was to bite the bullet and eat the food he had specially prepared for her, the mother-to-be.

Although sometimes she will be sad for a while, but fortunately, the taste of these foods is relatively sweet, and Zhuang Yousheng consciously put all the food that butterflies don't want to see in front of him, so as not to bump into her with the smell.

Watching her eat the food on the plate little by little, he seemed to be very happy, and the cold look on his face disappeared for the most part, although he still looked a little indifferent, but this indifference was probably the expression he had been accustomed to over the years, and it had undoubtedly become a norm on his entire face, and it was like this when there was no special expression.

Butterflies are also too much to watch, and they don't care. If he is unhappy, there will be some cruelty in that indifference, right now, no, if you observe carefully, if the corners of your mouth are turned up, that imperceptible smile can realize some kind of true feelings.

It's not easy.

The next lunch was uneventful. Zhuang Yousheng has a very good appetite, it is not easy to have such a good appetite after all this just now, he actually ate most of the food of two people by himself, and then with a satisfied look, he looked at the butterfly and began to ask her about it: So, are you ready to get married?

These words inadvertently happened to poke the butterfly's sadness, and the butterfly fainted and stood up.

Zhuang Yousheng was naturally sensitive, and he could see at a glance that the muscles on the butterfly's face were twisted, and the pain was surging up from her heart, although she was trying her best to hide it, calm down, and restrain herself.

But women are women after all, and there are some pains that they can endure, but some pains that they can't bear.

Her torment was like a pen, written in black and white on a piece of paper. Zhuang Yousheng pretended not to see it, but he still said bluntly: What are your plans next?

It's kind of the key.

The butterfly bit her lip, groaned for a moment, and then whispered: I'm going to give birth to a baby.

Zhuang Yousheng snorted coldly, a kind of disdain overflowing, I don't know if he is disdainful of the butterfly's decision or disdain for the mysterious father-to-be behind him, maybe there are some of both.

Zhuang Yousheng said coldly: Do you plan to give birth to a child by one and then raise it alone?

Yes, this disdain is accompanied by a sneer, a sneer that butterflies are very familiar with.

When they first met, Zhuang Yousheng was this virtuous.

At that time, the butterflies may be displeased, or say something irritating, and sneer at each other. But not at this time, no wonder people are like this, why are they doing this? I can't blame anyone, I can only blame myself, this age is so naïve and naïve.

The butterfly was a little gloomy and whispered: Yes, I intended it that way.

The dead muscles on Zhuang Yousheng's face twitched, don't look away, the restaurant is very clean, and it is very suitable for talking about such intimate topics. And then say: have you figured it out? Was this an easy decision?