Chapter 161
I'm sick, how can Brother Heng still looks so happy?
Wang Jin felt a pang in his heart: "Brother Heng, do you not care about me anymore?"
A flash of surprise crossed Yuan Heng's eyes as he looked at Wang Jin.
The ger's brows were slightly furrowed, the corners of his eyes still carrying the drowsiness of just waking up. Languid, even though he was speaking words of blame, and his cheeks were puffed out from feeling wronged, there was no trace of reproach in his eyes. His overly clear eyes conveyed only one message: You must coax me, or I won't be happy.
The man's heart softened into a puddle. He spoke: "How could that be? I will only care for you even more."
"..." The man's gaze was as gentle as water, his voice, unlike its usual low, deep tone, carried a slight lift, making it easy to hear the happiness within.
Wang Jin blinked in confusion: Setting aside the fact that Brother Heng seems happy that I'm sick... why does Brother Heng feel different from before?
His emotions were being expressed more openly...
Yuan Heng's nature had always been reserved. His thoughts and feelings were hidden deeper than most people's, difficult for ordinary people to detect. Even Wang Jin had only slowly learned to read them from the subtle changes in his expression after spending so much time with him.
Wang Jin had grown accustomed to observing those minute changes in the man to understand his moods. This was something outsiders didn't know, and something Wang Jin had always most enjoyed doing.
The man appeared calm and composed on the surface, but his inner heart was like a vast treasure trove, more fascinating the deeper one dug. The most crucial part was that this treasure trove was inaccessible to others, it belonged solely to Wang Jin.
This gave Wang Jin the feeling that Yuan Heng belonged exclusively to him. Every time he realized this, it filled Wang Jin with secret delight.
But this time, for the first time, Wang Jin noticed the man was putting his inner treasures on display...
This inexplicably filled Wang Jin with a sense of vigilance, as if suddenly an unknown factor had appeared, coveting the treasure that belonged solely to him.
The ger, who just moments ago was wronged and pitiful, acting coquettishly and soft toward him, asking to be coaxed, was now staring at him with wide, puzzled eyes. It was as if something had happened that put him particularly on guard, his face full of wariness.
Yuan Heng paused slightly, his fingers trembling lightly. After a moment's hesitation, he gently placed his hand, over the quilt, on Wang Jin's flat stomach.
"?" Wang Jin looked down at his own stomach.
His head hurt, not his stomach.
Why does Brother Heng touch my stomach?
"Little ger, there is our child here."
"?" Wang Jin stared dumbfounded. He understood each word individually, but strung together, he felt as if he couldn't comprehend them.
He glanced at Yuan Heng. Yuan Heng looked at him with a smile and nodded affirmatively. Wang Jin's heart turned slightly cold, feeling as if he had overlooked something extremely important. He pointed a trembling finger at his own stomach and said, "Brother Heng, are you saying I... I have a child in my stomach?"
Seeing Wang Jin still looked bewildered, Yuan Heng helplessly pulled him into his embrace. His fingers moved slightly, gently stroking his flat stomach, confirming: "Yes, my little ger. You are pregnant. You are carrying our child."
"!" Now Wang Jin understood, but his mind went completely blank as if filled with paste.
Me, a man, pregnant?!
Wang Jin almost couldn't catch his breath.
He knew that ger in this world could get pregnant, but... Yuan Heng had told him before that the ancient Winged White Tiger Tribe had an extremely low fertility rate?! That he would never have children in this lifetime?!
He had even breathed a sigh of relief over this. Usually, when the man was intimate with him, they had never taken any precautions...
This...
Wang Jin felt utterly deceived!
He could accept a world without women, accept falling in love with a man, accept seeing his good friend A-Mu with a big belly giving birth... but he absolutely could not accept himself with a big belly giving birth to a child...
Wang Jin thought that the child could not be kept, absolutely not.
Wang Jin was on the verge of tears.
"Little ger..." Yuan Heng held Wang Jin, not seeing the panic on his face. His eyes were gentle and intently focused on the abdomen beneath his hand. "Thank you."
"..." Wang Jin was taken aback, slightly raising his eyes to look at the man, only to meet his gaze, sincere and blazing, looking back at him.
It was a look Wang Jin had never seen before from him.
Wang Jin paused, suddenly remembering what the man had told him before about the ancient Winged White Tiger Tribe, and the ancient Winged White Tiger Tribe tomb he had taken him to see.
There lay the ashes of the entire tribe, and the only remaining bloodline of this tribe was Yuan Heng.
The profound weight Yuan Heng had carried then was something Wang Jin still could not forget.
The ancient beast tribe had difficulty reproducing... this unexpected child of his now was likely the only one Yuan Heng would ever have in his lifetime, and also likely the last bloodline of the Winged White Tiger Tribe...
With him, the Winged White Tiger Tribe could continue for at least another hundred years...
A hundred years could bring many unforeseen events. It was even possible that some opportunity in the future could solve the fertility problem of the ancient Winged White Tiger Tribe. This child was essentially the hope of Yuan Heng's entire tribe, the hope of the entire ancient Winged White Tiger Tribe.
"..." Wang Jin's mood immediately grew heavy. The absolute refusal from moments ago became hesitant again.
Yuan Heng's gaze, however, grew even softer. The arm holding Wang Jin tightened even more, looking at Wang Jin as if he were seeing the most precious treasure in the world.
"...When I was born, there were actually a few elders left in the tribe, but they passed away one after another not long after my birth. After that, only my family remained in the tribe."
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