Thinking of this, Song Youman, after getting out of the car, was stunned for a while in the underground parking lot before entering the elevator.

Arriving at the floor where she lived, the elevator opened, and before she could get out of it, she saw him standing in front of her door......

Song Youman's face froze, and the pace of walking outside the elevator suddenly stopped.

Han Zhijin, who hung his head and didn't know what he was thinking, heard the reminder of the elevator and looked up into the elevator.

The moment he and Song Youman's eyes met, both of their bodies shook slightly, but soon, Song Youman withdrew his thoughts and walked out of the elevator as usual.

After Song Youman approached, the expression on Han Zhijin's face returned to natural, "Youman ......"

Song Youman carried the fingertips of the bag, trembled slightly, but his voice was very cold and steady: "It's so late, you don't go back to your house to sleep, what are you doing at my door?" ”

"I'm ......" Han Zhijin was choked and paused for a while before finally speaking up again: "Youman, in the more than one month that I have been away, have you been doing well?" ”

"Don't you have long eyes? I won't see it for myself! Song Youman angrily scolded Han Zhijin again.

Han Zhijin fell silent.

Song Youman stood in front of him for a while, and when he saw that he didn't mean to speak, he took the initiative to speak: "I'm sleepy, you should go back to your downstairs early." ”

As he spoke, Song Youman raised his hand and entered the password of the door lock.

With a "click" sound, the door lock opened, Song Youman grabbed the doorknob, waited for a while, and saw that Han Zhijin still didn't say anything, so he vigorously pushed the door open.

When she stepped into the door of the house, Han Zhijin finally spoke: "There are mans!" ”

Song Youman stopped his movements and didn't look back at Han Zhijin.

Han Zhijin stared at her side face for a while, and asked what he had been wanting to ask tonight: "You...... Really pregnant? ”

Song Youman held the doorknob's hand, and couldn't help but tremble, and a hint of joy for no reason came to her heart.

He's ...... Do you want to recognize the meaning of the child in her womb?

Song Youman tried hard to suppress his throbbing and expectant mood, and nodded at Han Zhijin: "Yes, I'm pregnant." ”

Han Zhijin opened his mouth, and his gaze involuntarily fell on Song Youman's flat lower abdomen, he stared at her abdomen for a long time before he spoke: "Is that the one named He Che?" ”

It was as if there was a basin of cold water, pouring it down from the top of his head, pouring Song Youman's whole body and even his whole heart cold.

She didn't reply to Han Zhijin's words, but she held the doorknob, but increased her strength.

The metal doorknob pressed her hand painfully, but she didn't seem to feel it, and she continued to increase her strength.

Han Zhijin saw that Song Youman didn't speak, pursed his lips, and spoke again: "Youman, do you know him?" Why are you with him? And you'...... Didn't you say that you wouldn't consider becoming a mother until you were thirty? You ......"

Before Han Zhijin finished his words, Song Youman turned his head suddenly, glaring at him with surging anger in his eyes: "You came to tell me this?" ”

"If you're here to tell me this, well, I'll tell you, whatever I want, what's your business!"

"I ......" Han Zhijin opened his mouth and opened his mouth again: "I care about you." ”

"Care about me?" Song Youman suddenly laughed as if he had heard such ridiculous news: "Han Zhijin, who are you to me?" Are you qualified to care about me? ”