I sat on the toilet for a full hour, until Jason knocked at the door, I was reluctant to open the door.

Jason came in, frowning at me, "I think you are fainted here."

In normal times, I would have given him a punch, but not today, because my ass was really painful. I held the door and said to him, "I want to take a bath, can you go out first?"

Jason did not move, and continued to stare at me. I helplessly sighed, "After taking a bath, I will leave here, and I will never say the thing last night out."

Of course, as a man, I could not ask him to be responsible. Besides, he wasn't the only one who had a good time last night, so did I.

Jason wanted to say something, but finally he did not open his mouth. He stepped back, looking at me to close the door.

I turned around and looked at myself in the mirror. I sighed softly and started to take a shower.

After finishing that, I came out only to find Jason already dressed neatly and sat on the bed. When he saw me, he raised his head and handed a bag to me, "Just now I bought this in the drugstore downstairs."

I was a little embarrassed, but I had to admit that my ass was very painful. just now when I took a shower, I found it was swollen. I really needed this ointment.

Jason saw through my mind, so he put the bag into my hand, and said, "Go to smear your ass, if you don't want to do yourself, I can help you."

I glared at him and carried the ointment into the bathroom.

When I came out again, Jason still sat on the bed. I took a deep breath, picked up the coat on the bed, "Now I gotta go. Don't be late for the retirement ceremony today..."

Jason did not speak. I turned to the door, until I was about to leave here, when I heard this from him, "Okay."

The scene of leaving the army was always very touching. We once experienced anything with our comrades, including giving the chance to live for each other. But now we had to be separated. We cried sadly. There was a saying, "Men only weep when deeply grieved". I thought now I was in a deep grief.

I hugged every comrade, with the most powerful arms.

Mark also appeared here. I walked to him, and saw he was smiling at me. My favorite person, after today, I may never see you, let me hug you one last time.

It took almost all my strength to hug Mark, as if I held the whole world, which did not belong to me.

I let go of him and punched him on the shoulder, "Take care of yourself."

"You too." Mark said.

I turned away, jumped on the helicopter that took us back to the military area, and I watched Mark grow further and further away, finally he turned into a small dot and disappeared.

Someone patted my shoulder, and the familiar voice sounded, "You will meet more and more excellent people in the future."

Ignoring Jason, I turned to sit down in the engine room.

Then we went back to the military area, and after settling all the formalities, we officially left the army. I bought a ticket to my hometown and got on the bullet train the next day.

After returning home, I was assigned to the local criminal police force as a criminal policeman. I had to admit this job was a bit hard, but after all, I liked it. Beyond that, I retired from the elite special forces, I could overcome the difficulties. If not because I found my own abnormality, I thought I might live like that in my whole life.

Life contained neither unalloyed happiness nor mere misery. Happiness and misery begot, complemented and set off each other. And my accident in my life happened, as if god had played a joke on me.

It was almost two months after leaving the army, I found something wrong was wrong with my body. I often felt tired and listless, then I also found something wrong with my stomach. I got sick when I ate something and smelled greasy or smelly food. Sometimes I would vomit what I had eaten, or sometimes I did not want to eat anything even if I was very hungry.

I started to be addicted to all kinds of sour and sweet fruits. I began to eat fruits for dinner, and my colleagues often laughed at me, said that if I was ready to lose weight. I smiled but not to talk. I was scared that I had got an incurable disease.

After more than a week, I finally couldn't hold on any longer because my health had seriously affected my work. The day before I went to the hospital, I got dizzy when I caught a criminal, and he ran away. So the team ordered me to suspend my work, I accepted.

I thought I couldn't go on like this, so I encouraged myself and went into the hospital.

After I described my symptoms, the doctor hesitated for a long time and finally told me to do an ultrasonic test.

I couldn't understand that.

The doctor said, "Go ahead."

I was stunned for a long time, then I nodded and entered the ultrasonic room.

Now, I sat on the sofa at home, looking at the ultrasound list, I felt as if I was experiencing a boring and ridiculous dream. When I woke up, I was still that cautious and brave criminal policeman, Kevin.

But I knew it was not a dream.

The doctor's words still rang in my ears.

"Strange as it may sound, Sir, I am responsible to tell you that you are pregnant."

"According to the size of the pregnancy sac shown on the list, your baby is ten weeks old."

"No, you're not an intersex, but why you got pregnant is not known for the time being. It may be that the sex hormones in the body have changed to form a special constitution, or it may simply be genetic."

"Whether the baby can be born smoothly, according to the current medical level of our country, it is still uncertain."

"Don't worry, Sir. As a doctor, I will never tell anyone your situation. If you need any help, please come to me again."