I really did not want to lose my temper, either for the baby in my belly or for my image, but in the face of Jason's acute insight, I felt a deep sense of fear, so I could only use this method to cover up my own guilty.

When Jason saw I got angry, he said hurriedly, "Well, my fault, I will not ask you about that."

Saying that, he grabbed my hand and took a piece of band-aid out of his pocket. I looked at that, there was a moment of trance.

When we were in the elite special forces, whether we were training or on a mission, Jason would always put a piece of band-aid in his pocket. I always laughed at him, thinking he was afraid of injury, but each piece finally stuck on my body.

This piece of band-aid brought me back to those days in the elite special forces.

Now I brought back to myself, and wanted to pull back my hand, but it was grabbed firmly by Jason.

He tore open the external packing with his teeth and carefully placed it on the bruise on my hand.

I smiled and wanted to say he was really like a fool. But when I saw his face, I overcame the impulse to scold him.

Jason lowered his head, and his serious eyes were familiar but strange to me. His hands were warm, and I also felt warm in my heart.

What was wrong with me?

I was panicked.

During five years in the elite special forces, Jason and I risked our lives to execute kinds of tasks for countless times, so I thought I knew him well, but now I thought he was strange, and I began to be confused about many of his movements, expressions and words.

After that, Jason held my hand and said, "Your hand has become more smooth."

I immediately put my hand down, and said, "Thanks, so now can I leave?"

Jason did not speak, and I looked up at him, then I turned away.

Jason did not follow me any more, so I was relieved, and hurried to the men's clothing department.

After changing my pants, I threw away my old ones stained with red wine and I took a taxi to go directly to Dr. Sun's house.

Dr. Sun's daughter was lovely. When she saw me, she called me uncle Kevin, I handed her the Barbie. She waved to me and beckoned me to bend down. I squatted down and she kissed me on my cheek.

I smiled and rubbed her hair.

During the dinner, Dr. Sun told me that professor Messi from abroad had replied to him, saying that he was very interested in my situation. He would take time to visit China in a month, and he would personally examine me then. I was very happy and expressed my gratitude to Dr. Sun.

After dinner, Dr. Sun's wife cut a plate of fruit for me. She told me that pregnant people should take more vitamin C, so that the baby would be clever and good-looking.

Then Dr. Sun would drive me home, I tried to refuse, though I was pregnant, after all, I was a man.

However, Dr. Sun didn't think so. He said my situation was different from that of normal pregnant women. If I was not careful, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He sent me downstairs and went away. But when I turned around and went upstairs, I saw a man standing in the dark corridor. He was very tall, and I could smell the smell of wine in the distance, I turned alert, standing still, but the shadow suddenly moved.

The shadow came towards me, staggering, obviously drunk. I took a couple of steps to the side. In my present condition, it was not a good time to be in conflict with anyone, so I hoped that the drunkard's target was not me.

However, contrary to my wishes, I saw the shadow turned around and continued to come to me. I looked around, in order to find a tool to protect myself.

There was a brick at the edge of the flower bed. It was a little ferocious, but after all, it could protect my life.

After locking the target, I ran to the side of the flower bed, but at this moment, I heard a familiar voice again, "Kevin..."

It came from that drunkard.

The drunkard was just Jason, that son of a bitch.

Jason staggered up to me, while I covered my mouth and nose, "Why are coming here?"

In a daze, Jason stared at me and said, "To visit you."

"I don't need you to come to visit me." I looked around and said, "How did you get here?"

"Uh... I drove my car." After saying that, he began to retch.

I grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the trash can beside the flower bed. "Come on. Here. How much you've drank!"

As soon as Jason saw the trash can, he immediately vomited out. I really could not stand this scene, so I ran to the other side of the flower bed to take a fresh breath.

Jason vomited for a long time, then I couldn't hear the sound, so I shouted, "Are you okay?"

There was no answer, so I shouted again, "Jason?"

There was still no answer, I thought maybe he had fallen asleep, "You are asleep?"

I really wanted to leave, but for humanitarian, I couldn't go.

I took a tissue out of my pocket, tore it in half and stuck it up my nose before going there. But when I got there, there was no one at all.

Where was he?

I walked around the flower bed, but there was still no one.

Where the hell did he go?

Where did a drunkard go after he threw up? Did he go back home?

I hurriedly took out my phone to call his number. As the phone rang, I heard a familiar ringtone coming from my corridor. I pressed the hang-up button and walked to the corridor.

Jason sat on the stairs, whose upper body leaned against the wall and two long legs stretched out straight. When he saw me, he immediately said, "Kevin, why don't you want to see me?"

What?

The voice-activated light in the corridor was lit up by my footsteps, and the warm yellow light shone in Jason's eyes, "Why did you leave me alone?"