12

 The probability of an Alpha getting pregnant is almost zero.

To conceive, the already atrophied reproductive cavity must first be opened, there must be a lot of pheromones, and the temperature must be suitable.

Moreover, just a few times is not enough.

When Bian Han led the beautiful Alpha behind him into the room, his mind was full of these thoughts.

Song Yu was marked.

He was marked many times over.

He turned around and looked at the young man whose eyelashes were trembling due to nervousness, staring at the other's moist lips and fragile neck.

That's right.

It definitely won't be just once.

If it were him, he would also be unable to resist marking the person several times over.

Maybe he wouldn't even put the bed down.

"Dr. Bian..." Song Yu could feel the man's gaze on him. This kind of gaze that was seen through made him particularly uncomfortable. He took the initiative to break the quiet air, "How, how do I get checked?"

Bian Han withdrew his gaze: "Lie down."

The room was not big. There was a single bed next to the instrument. Song Yu carefully climbed up, but his ankle was suddenly pinched.

He was startled and tried to pull back, but the other person was too strong.

"You need to relax, let me massage you," Bian Han said.

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since he found out he was pregnant, he had been on high alert, wary of everyone. However, Bian Han's massage technique was very comfortable, and he quickly calmed down.

"You need to expose your belly," Bian Han released his grip and sat on a chair by the bed.

Song Yu had gone to the hospital for an ultrasound two days ago, and he remembered this step, quickly lifting the corner of his clothes.

A section of his fair waist was unexpectedly exposed to the air.

Very slender.

Bian Han wore medical gloves, took out the coupling gel, and touched it to Song Yu's belly.

Almost immediately, the young man shivered from the cold.

"It's a bit cold,"

Song Yu bit his lower lip, his voice muffled and wet: "Mmm..."

While waiting for the young man to adjust to the temperature, Bian Han lowered his eyes and placed the coupling gel back on the original spot.

—About this spot.

To mark it completely, it would bulge here.

The young man's flat stomach was covered in coupling gel. Bian Han used an instrument to check and confirm the conception time. Afterwards, he helped clean the stomach and put socks and shoes on the young man.

After doing this, Bian Han suddenly spoke: "Did he force you?"

Song Yu paused.

"Forced marriage counts too."

"No..." Song Yu recovered and whispered, "It's just that I'm in my fertile period."

Bian Han didn't speak again and printed out the test results: "So, are you planning to keep it? If it's early, medication can eradicate it completely, with few side effects." In the

future, with advanced technology, more and more Omegas just want to enjoy life and don't want to have children so early, so the level of drugs in this area has also advanced by leaps and bounds.

"I heard from Chu Zhouyan that you have signed the divorce agreement, which will take effect next month. Chu Zeyan is on the third floor now."

Song Yu's face immediately turned pale: "Is he coming here to take me back?"

"He dares to." A cold smile appeared on Bian Han's lips, "He hasn't even recovered his body yet."

Song Yu relaxed. According to the plot, Chu Zeyan should have already been reborn by now. He casually asked, "When will he recover?"

Hearing the young man still concerned about her ex-husband, Bian Han's eyes, hidden behind his glasses, became even more obscure, but he still answered, "His will to live is very strong right now, he should be fully recovered by tomorrow."

Song Yu murmured "Mmm," and hesitated for a while before finally speaking, "I don't know if I should keep this child."

"Let me think about it."

*

As soon as Song Yu came out, Chu Zhouyan surrounded him. Bian Han arranged a rest room for the two of them and brought Song Yu a soft cushion and warm water.

Song Yu, who was being held by the waist and sitting on the soft cushion: "..."

He was completely confused about the plot development now. After digesting the facts, he started looking for 009: [The progress bar has dropped.]

009: [Host, the progress bar is now 85%.]

It has actually increased.

But in the original plot, he wasn't pregnant.

[Perhaps similar to the previous world, these progress bars follow the main characters' storylines. Now that the main character has been reborn and divorced, the plot has been completed, so it hasn't been affected.]

[Next, it will probably be the protagonist's turn to develop a romantic relationship.] [

Perhaps he won't develop a romantic relationship with the protagonist either; he just needs to complete the experience, just like in the previous world.]

Song Yu seemed to understand, but not quite.

He touched his stomach; it was still flat, and he couldn't feel the little life inside at all.

009: [Regarding your pregnancy, it is indeed outside the plot. But according to the original plot, you will be able to leave this world in two or three months and will not give birth.]

[Even if the plot time is extended beyond your pregnancy period, the system store sells medicine to inhibit embryonic development and growth.]

[I have already used anti-pregnancy damage medicine on you; you will not feel any discomfort, only a slight influence of hormones on your mood.]

The fragments of the main god collected in the previous world have already gained consciousness, spending their days in its void space talking badly about the fragments of this world. After learning that Song Yu was pregnant, it was even more furious. If 009 didn't prepare these logistical tasks, its little space might be reduced to ashes in the next second.

Song Yu worried: [Will I be very unhappy?] 009

: [No, you might upset others.]

Song Yu: "?"

So it means his temper might worsen.

Hearing 009 say that, he instantly felt much more relaxed and slowly accepted the reality of having a baby in his belly.

He'd just consider it a personal experience of how his mother felt when she was pregnant with him.

After a while, Bian Han came in, and Song Yu told the man about his plan to keep the child for now.

Bian Han didn't show much expression, only saying, "Have you thought it through? There will be many things after he's born, and you might have to find him a stepfather."

Song Yu felt a chill run down his spine: "Um...no, it's okay."

He wouldn't give birth anyway.

Bian Han and Chu Zhouyan's expressions changed slightly when they heard Song Yu's plan to find a stepfather.

*

The storyline after Chu Zeyan's rebirth and divorce is in a transitional phase. Song Yu doesn't have any tasks for now and stays in his apartment every day.

Chu Zhouyan comes back to take care of him when he doesn't have classes. Despite being only 19 years old, he's remarkably efficient at taking care of people.

Song Yu was eating and living there for free, which really made him seem like a live-in son-in-law.

The apartment had three bedrooms and a living room. After Song Yu moved in, Chu Zhouyan added a bed to the second bedroom. His hearing was exceptionally sharp;

he could sense anything was wrong with the other person immediately. Meanwhile, Chu Zeyan continued to keep Song Yu in the dark.

Finally, on the day the divorce agreement took effect, he knocked on Song Yu's door that evening and handed him a card.

Song Yu stared at him blankly.

Chu Zhouyan said, "I'll have money."

Song Yu: "...What?"

"I'll become very rich, richer than my brother." Chu Zhouyan looked at him intently, "I'll give it all to you."

Hmm... Although saying this late at night seemed a bit strange, Song Yu knew Chu Zhouyan was good to him. Of course, he couldn't accept the other person's money, but to avoid being out of character, he pretended to look down on small sums: "Keep your money for yourself."

Chu Zhouyan lowered his eyes.

In the end, he slowly took the card back.

A young man's body is so delicate; he should use the best things in the world. His money was far from enough.

Just as Song Yu was about to close the door, Chu Zhouyan stopped him: "I'll sleep on the floor in your room."

Song Yu didn't understand: "Isn't there a bed? It's more comfortable."

Just as he finished speaking, Black Panther appeared in front of him, rubbing against his feet and even rolling over on its back.

Song Yu stroked it a couple of times, reluctant to let go, closed the door, and tacitly allowed Black Panther to sleep in his room.

In the middle of the night, looking at the young man's gentle sleeping face, Chu Zhouyan tidied the blankets around him, then silently stared at that face.

He realized that many of his vivid and interesting memories were related to Song Yu.

In the quiet room, he secretly touched the other's lips.

Soft.

He wanted to kiss him.

But after staring for a long time, Chu Zhouyan still didn't dare.

He wasn't good enough for him now.

He would strive to become better, to become a wealthy and mature man.

Then, he would be the father of his child.

*

The truth can't be hidden forever.

Chu Zeyan discovered that Song Yu was staying at the apartment.

The other party came to the door several times, but Song Yu didn't dare to see him.

—From this point in the story, he and Chu Zeyan never saw each other again. He squandered his savings and started swindling and cheating, eventually being exiled to a desolate planet where he suffered greatly.

However, given Song Yu's desire to be a live-in son-in-law, if Chu Zeyan came to ask him to remarry, he would definitely agree.

Otherwise, the plot wouldn't be on track.

So Song Yu could only hide, ignoring Chu Zeyan's calls and refusing to open the door when he came.

After enduring this for several days, 009 reminded him: [Host, the transition period is over. You will have to go back to your old house tomorrow.]

Song Yu pouted and reluctantly hummed in agreement.

The old house 009 mentioned was left to him by an old scavenger, located in a slum. The house leaked year-round, was dilapidated, and the surrounding environment was terrible.

Sure enough, scumbags never have a good ending.

His residence went from a villa to an apartment, and then to an old bungalow.

In the end, he'll probably have to sleep on newspapers on a garbage planet, sob sob.

The mission deadline was before noon tomorrow. Song Yu didn't tell Chu Zhouyan, otherwise he probably wouldn't be able to leave.

While the other person was at school, he had 009 impersonate a lawyer and call Chu Zeyan. He quickly packed a few belongings, grabbed a backpack, and left the apartment.

The slum wasn't close to the apartment, and Song Yu checked his bank balance on his phone.

...He needed to be careful with his money.

In this era, there were spaceships, like subways. Song Yu bought a ticket and transferred twice before finally arriving.

The green iron gate was rusty. Standing at the door, Song Yu realized, "...I don't think I have the key."

009: [After becoming a live-in son-in-law, you thought you'd never return to a place like this, so you flushed the key down the toilet.]

Song Yu: "..."

Helpless, he spent some money to call a locksmith.

The locksmith arrived quickly; he was a young man, and the fee wasn't expensive.

Song Yu said softly, "Thank you."

He had been standing at the door for a while, and the hallway was stuffy, making it hard to breathe; a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

So he pulled down his coat hood and prepared to go inside.

The locksmith, who accidentally caught a glimpse of her face, stared at her for several seconds, then exclaimed, "So beautiful!"

Is it really safe for someone so beautiful to live in a place like this?

This floor consisted of small one-bedroom apartments, housing seven or eight households, some of whom were run by petty criminals. The locksmith, worried for Song Yu, proactively installed a peephole for her.

After the lock was changed, Song Yu finally entered the apartment.

The apartment was small and old, with cobwebs on the ceiling. Furnished sparsely, there was only a bed in the bedroom, a wooden table in the living room, and a few plastic stools.

The whole apartment reeked of musty dust.

Fortunately, the locksmith had an automatic cleaning function; ten minutes later, the leak was fixed, and the apartment was clean and bright, though it still looked dilapidated.

Song Yu had a good attitude and didn't feel disgusted; instead, he felt it reminded him of the old house he lived in as a child.

He went out, got a new phone number, and bought some household items.

When he returned to the apartment complex, it was already past six in the afternoon. Suddenly, many people had gathered in the building, smoking and chatting. The noise was loud, and they kept swearing, sounding like thugs.

Song Yu could smell the smoke even through his mask, so he kept his head down, trying to minimize his presence.

However, as he passed by, the group quickly quieted down. Suddenly, someone said, "It smells so good," and several even started whistling at him.

Startled, Song Yu quickened his pace, only relaxing after locking the door when he got home.

The door wasn't soundproof, and he could still clearly hear the group chatting.

"Where did such a beautiful Omega come from? Daring to live here alone?"

"But he's really good-looking."

"I just smelled it, it smells so good."

...

Song Yu's shoulders trembled slightly. Fortunately, 009 said the whole house was already protected, and they couldn't get in.

Song Yu settled in with peace of mind.

Days passed, and his belly gradually became more noticeable, impossible to hide.

Apart from being a little heavier and having a bigger appetite, Song Yu didn't feel any discomfort.

This led him to wonder if he had gained weight from eating too much...

The progress bar had already reached 90%, which meant that there might be some progress in the main character's storyline.

He still needed to wait for one last crucial plot point—the villain, Sun Zengyin, knowing he was down on his luck, wanted to take advantage of the situation and, unable to get money from him, went to the Chu family to reveal that he had only married for money. Fu Yuan and Chu Zhouyan overheard this and wouldn't even let him stay in the slums, leaving him no choice but to wander the desolate planet. Finally, on his way to the desolate planet, Chu Zeyan accepted Fu Yuan's advances, and the plot was finally completed satisfactorily.

Song Yu pursed his lips: [If Chu Zeyan's romantic storyline doesn't develop, I'll still have to go to the garbage planet, right?]

009: [Don't worry, the garbage planet isn't completely devoid of anything.]

Song Yu: "..."

Didn't want to pick up trash.

The house here was small, and even though Song Yu was a homebody, he felt stuffy, so he would go downstairs for a walk every now and then.

The people here didn't have jobs and spent their days idly gambling and gossiping.

Song Yu was buying bottled water at the convenience store when he heard the owner talking to someone.

Even though the voice was lowered, it was still clearly audible.

"Sigh, so young, probably still in school, and he's already pregnant."

"He's been all alone lately, the father of the child hasn't shown up."

"He's so handsome, he's probably had sex."

"I heard he's an Alpha, and he got pregnant..."

Beautiful people always stand out wherever they go. The rumors circulated for several versions, but the final version that reached Song Yu's ears was this:

"He got pregnant by a man and then dumped, now he's a pitiful pregnant man."

Song Yu: "..."

After a while, his belly grew a little bigger. Although he wasn't uncomfortable, he slept more and his reactions were slower.

Song Yu hardly went out anymore, but the mission still arrived as scheduled.

Looking at the mission, Song Yu's expression was angry: [My belly is so big, and I still have to take a two-hour round trip to eat, is that reasonable?]

009: [You have completed this mission and can receive 3000 points.]

Song Yu remained silent, and finally shamefully accepted.

Summer had passed, but the weather wasn't cool. To conceal his belly, Song Yu put on his largest coat.

The coat was black with a pointed hood, resembling a little witch's black robe at first glance.

His pale body was completely hidden by the oversized coat, concealing his protruding stomach.

Song Yu put on a mask and took a one-hour bus ride to the cafeteria. The cafeteria here was inexpensive and offered free admission once a month. In the original story, he was arrogant and only came once when he was starving.

Luckily, he only came once; there were so many people…

Afraid of being jostled and hurting his stomach, Song Yu found a less crowded window. The person serving the food was a young woman who, seeing how thin he was, specially gave him a large bowl.

Song Yu glanced at it: "Can I have some more?"

"...Oh, okay."

He hadn't expected someone so thin to eat so much; he envied this kind of naturally thin physique.

Song Yu found a corner to sit down, picked up a piece of green vegetable, and slowly chewed. His cheeks had recently gained some weight, making him look a bit like a little hamster when he ate.

He quickly attracted everyone's attention.

Someone boldly approached him: "What's your name?"

Song Yu looked up. The other person was a young man carrying a plastic bag filled with strawberries.

He glanced at the strawberries a few more times.

The way the young man stared at the strawberries made the man pause, and he offered the bag to him: "You want this? Tell me your phone number, and I'll give it to you."

Song Yu shook his head.

Seeing him about to leave, the man tried to stop him, but the next second he was grabbed by the collar.

"Holy crap! It's General Fu!"

Fu Yuan's name was well-known in the area, and everyone immediately became well-behaved, the previously noisy cafeteria instantly falling silent.

Song Yu stared blankly at the man, momentarily forgetting to run away.

By the time he remembered, Fu Yuan had already grabbed his hand.

Fu Yuan didn't say anything, leading him out of the cafeteria until they reached a black car outside. The man's voice was unsteady as he leaned down and stared intently at him: "I've been looking for you for a long time."

Song Yu didn't speak.

The air became quiet, but Fu Yuan's gaze grew increasingly intense, as if he wanted to devour him. Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Song Yu turned his face away. "Thank you for earlier, I'm going back now."

"Where do you live now?" Fu Yuan, of course, wouldn't let him go. "I'll take you back."

Song Yu was afraid of affecting the plot and didn't want the other party to know his address. Besides, he needed to take public transportation back for the mission, so he stubbornly said, "I won't take your car, I want to go back by myself."

His temper was getting worse.

But Fu Yuan felt inexplicably happy and negotiated, "Then I'll go with you too."

Song Yu: "..."

He was completely helpless and had no choice but to turn around and walk ahead alone.

Fu Yuan caught up in a few steps and shamelessly took the young man's hand.

Soft.

Warm.

For the first time in days, Fu Yuan felt like he had come alive.

Song Yu shook him off a couple of times, and knowing he couldn't struggle, he simply let the other party hold his hand.

The two walked towards the station exit. After walking for two minutes, Fu Yuan suddenly stopped. "Turn left."

Song Yu had just come from this station exit and knew the way. "I didn't go the wrong way."

"No." Fu Yuan poked his right cheek, making him look to the left.

Song Yu saw a fruit shop.

Five minutes later, Fu Yuan returned with a large bag of strawberries and some other fruits, his other hand still holding Song Yu's.

It seemed he was determined to stay with him.

It was rush hour, and there were no seats on the bus. Fu Yuan had Song Yu stand in a corner, shielding him with his body.

The young man was dressed warmly, his cheeks were a little chubby, and his long, curled eyelashes made him look sweet and pretty.

Thankfully, he didn't seem to be suffering.

Fu Yuan had only been staring at him, but Song Yu happened to look up, and their eyes met.

His breath hitched, and the man leaned down, whispering in Song Yu's ear, "Can I kiss you?"

Song Yu's eyelashes trembled. "This is on the bus..."

"You'll kiss me when we get off?"

Song Yu shook his head.

They were so close that Fu Yuan's hot breath brushed against Song Yu's neck, making his skin flush.

"Only Chu Zeyan gets kissed?" Fu Yuan's tone was displeased. "You're divorced and still thinking about him."

"I don't care."

"I'll kiss you when we get off."

Song Yu's eyes widened, shocked by the man's shamelessness. He tried to escape to another carriage before getting off, but the train lurched, and he immediately covered his stomach in fright.

Fu Yuan steadily supported him and was stunned when he saw his action.

Song Yu was already thin, and his clothes were loose, so he didn't notice the other's slightly protruding belly at all.

Could it be...?

Fu Yuan took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "What's wrong with your belly?"

Seeing Song Yu pursing his lips and not speaking, he naturally understood what was going on, and his temples throbbed with anger.

"You're so stupid."

"He just said a few words to you, and you let him kiss you, giving him everything."

Fu Yuan's voice wasn't loud, but there were many people around, and several people were looking at his belly, making Fu Yuan look like he had caught him cheating.

Song Yu's face turned red, and his voice was so anxious that it sounded like he was about to cry: "Don't bother me!"

Fu Yuan's face turned pale, but he was afraid that Song Yu would get sick from being angry, so he could only keep a stern face and not speak.

After getting out of the car, Song Yu hadn't taken two steps before Fu Yuan grabbed his hand again.

They remained silent the whole way.

When Fu Yuan reached the building where Song Yu lived, his expression was one of surprise and heartache: "You've been living here for a while?"

Song Yu ignored him and went straight into the elevator.

Fu Yuan immediately followed.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Song Yu heard a commotion on the floor; that same group of people were idly chatting in the hallway again.

Song Yu had only taken two steps forward when his shoulder was grabbed.

Fu Yuan pulled him into his arms, simultaneously releasing his pheromones towards the group of thugs. Already intimidated by Fu Yuan's powerful aura, the group, coupled with the S-level pheromones, kept their heads down, not daring to open their eyes.

Once inside, Fu Yuan locked the door and glanced around.

Song Yu was sweating profusely and took off his coat. His belly was now quite noticeable.

He brought Fu Yuan a stool, but was forced to sit down himself.

Fu Yuan squatted down, looking up at him: "How long have you been living here?"

Song Yu thought for a moment: "It seems…"

He hadn't counted, he couldn't remember.

Anyway, he'd be leaving this world in a month.

Fu Yuan glanced at his stomach: "Never mind, you rest first, I'm not leaving today."

Song Yu's eyes widened, seeing that he really intended to stay: "I only have one bed."

"Hmm, I'll sleep on the floor... no, I'll just buy one." Fu Yuan got up after saying that and pointed to the right, "Is that the kitchen?"

Song Yu was also led astray and subconsciously hummed in agreement.

Fu Yuan took a bag of strawberries to wash for the young man. His mood was complicated, and he needed to do something to calm down.

Divorce, child...

Fu Yuan found a plate, put the strawberries on it, and placed it on the table in front of Song Yu.

Song Yu resisted for two minutes, but still couldn't resist and picked one up and put it in his mouth.

Just as he was biting into the strawberry, the person opposite him suddenly said: "The child in your belly doesn't have a father right now, right?"

Song Yu was stunned.

Words like "pregnant man" floated into his mind. He lowered his head, not very happy: "I am."

Fu Yuan: "I mean, another father."

Song Yu turned his face away and shook his head.

Fu Yuan seemed thoughtful. After a moment, he spoke again: "So, I might become his father too, right?"

Song Yu: "..."

009: [Host, don't worry, the progress bar hasn't regressed.]

Song Yu lowered his head awkwardly, pretending not to hear, and absentmindedly ate his fruit.

The voices of the group of thugs outside rang out.

It was very indistinct; Song Yu could only hear a few words, something like "wild" and "wild man." But Fu Yuan could probably hear it, and he stood up with a grim expression: "You sit here, I'll go out for a while."

He guessed that the group of thugs must have said something that Fu Yuan didn't like to hear.

As soon as Fu Yuan opened the door, a heart-wrenching wail came from outside.

...So fast?

It sounds so painful. Song Yu couldn't help but walk to the door to see what was going on, and what he saw was a group of people lying on the ground howling.

And... Chu Zeyan standing in the middle of them.

Perhaps sensing the gaze, Chu Zeyan looked in his direction.

This was the first time Song Yu had seen the real Chu Zeyan. The man was tall, with a straight back, and the veins on his arms, which had just been in a fight, were bulging.

His hair was neatly short, and his eyes were sharp and cold.

Song Yu thought of that black snake with golden vertical pupils.

Being stared at with such a murderous gaze, he instinctively hid behind Fu Yuan.

Chu Zeyan's chest heaved violently as he walked over with a cold face, only to be blocked.

Fu Yuan looked directly at him calmly: "My fiancée is pregnant. Please stay away."

Chu Zeyan's expression stiffened.

He turned his head, his gaze falling directly on Song Yu's protruding belly.

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