Woke Up And Had A Baby With My Mortal Enemy - Chapter 2

When his bare feet touched the ground, Hang Sizhou found the floor covered in a soft carpet.

When he lifted his foot forward, his toe accidentally kicked a square hard object.

With the light coming in from the morning sun, Hang Sizhou could clearly see that it was a picture frame which had been turned upside down.

He bent down to pick up the frame and turned it over. When he saw the photograph in the frame, the expression on Hang Sizhou’s face completely cracked.

It was a photo of him, Xiao Hang, and a little girl.

Although Xiao Hang looked much more mature than he remembered, his slightly sharp eyebrows and his aloof temperament had not changed at all.

In the photograph, Xiao Hang is holding a little girl in his hands. She has a round face and big eyes, with the ends of her eyes slightly raised. She looked at the camera intently, almost exactly the same way as Xiao Hang did.

And her slightly pursed diamond-shaped lips and the looming pear dimples at the corners of her lips were very similar to Hang Sizhou.

Coupled with the intimate movement of Hang Sizhou and Xiao Hang’s heads almost touching each other, anyone who looked at the photograph would praise how sweet the family of three looked.

Hang Sizhou’s hands were shaking wildly, and he could hardly hold on to the photo frame. After a few seconds, he fell back on the bed as if losing all his strength and closed his eyes.

He was still stuck in the nightmare, that’s why he was seeing all sorts of terrible things.

He was sure that the next time he woke up, he would be able to completely wake up free from the nightmare.

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After ending the phone call with his mother, Hang Sizhou sat back at the dining table.

At that point, Hang Sizhou had completely accepted the reality that he was not having a nightmare.

Ten years had really passed on. It was just that he had lost all his memories of those ten years.

The previous photograph had been brought out of the bedroom.

Not just that one, Hang Sizhou had also taken out several other photographs placed in the dining room and another bedroom. He had placed them on the dining table.

He grabbes one of them, held it in his hand and examined it carefully.

That photograph had been taken recently because Hang Sizhou’s hairstyle in photograph is almost the same as his current one.

In the photograph, he was half leaning on Xiao Hang with a lively smile on his face.

And Xiao Hang… the man’s eyes were half-closed looking sideways at him.

From the angle of the photograph, one couldn’t see the exact expression on the other person’s face. But the slightly hooked corners of his lips and the gentle curvature of his chin are not consistent with Hang Sizhou’s memory of a cold young man who rarely showed a gentle expression.

Even if Hang Sizhou looked at the photograph with a very critical eye, the two people in it still looked very much like a pair of intimate partners who had a good relationship.

Hang Sizhou pinched his eyebrows, leaned back on the chair, and looked up at the entire dining room.

The house he was currently in was a large flat floor with simple yet luxurious decoration.

As a high school dean and senior Chinese language teacher, Ms. Shin Min-yun, his mother, devoted all her enthusiasm to her work. Because of that, she had almost no time to take care of her son and husband, let alone decorate her home.

Under the influence of his mother, for Hang Sizhou, the house was just a place to sleep and eat.

He believed that he just had make do with it and it was definitely not worth wasting one’s time.

But this house was filled with a sense of sophistication from the inside out.

Even though the color is a little dull, the small details in every corner strongly highlighted the owner’s care for the house.

He definitely hadn’t done that.

If it wasn’t him, then it could only be Xiao Hang.

It was definitely Xiao Hang. Even when he was in the most embarrassing situation, that guy never gave up on the useless ‘details’.

Hang Sizhou sighed once again and grabbed the other photograph of “a family of three”.

No matter how many times he looked at it, he still found it incredible.

How could he, an innocent high school boy, marry his love rival and even have a baby with him?

Hang Sizhou found that after ten years, the mobile phones had become much more sophisticated, but their basic functions had not changed much.

After waking up in the morning, Hang Sizhou inquired about his situation over the years.

From the information available on the Internet, he was now an 18th-tier singer. No, he was better than the 18th-tier singer. He was probably a fourth- or fifth-tier young singer.

These days, singers were far less important than actors and actresses. Over that, his early marriage and childbirth had blocked a large portion of the company’s viable marketing strategies.

Fortunately, in the past two years, more and more young celebrities have gotten married and had children. Thus, the public acceptance in that aspect has become much better.

He caught up with a current trending artist who was showing off his affection on weekdays. There was no lack of popularity.

Realising that every Weibo post that he had posted was related to some annoying guy, Hang Sizhou frowned.

Who would have thought that the two people who used to hate each other the most would end up being married to each other?

Hang Sizhou was not at all interested in chasing stars, but he had a good friend who paid great attention to these things. Hang Sizhou had always listened to his friend talking about Weibo and other places to chase stars.

Just when he was searching in the web, a notification popped up. It’s interface used a photo of Xiao Hang and him. Hang Sizhou clicked on it.

It could be seen that the forum was very lively and that there were many people a part of it.

Hang Sizhou looked around, from top to bottom, his face was full of question marks.

What did “attack and suffer” mean?

Why was their CP called “Hangzhou”? 

Why was Xiao Hang’s name before his own?

While Hang Sizhou stayed puzzled, his phone vibrated several times in succession, and a familiar group name popped up on the top.

“‘Brotherhood’?”

Wasn’t that the WeChat group between him and his two best friends, Yan Jiayou and Jing Qing?

Ten years had passed, but that group was still there and even its name hasn’t been changed since then?

Hang Sizhou opened WeChat with excitement. The person who sent the message was Yan Jiayou.

[Handsome guy Yan : @zhouzhou, Do you want to have dinner together tomorrow】

Time moves forward, but the people you cherish always stay with you.

This realization made Hang Sizhou extremely excited and happy.

[Zhouzhou: Let’s get together! 】

[Handsome guy Yan: By the way, when will you bring Xiao Hang? 】

[Zhouzhou:? ? ? 】

[Zhouzhou: Why are you bringing him up? 】

[Qing: You and Xiao Hang are so lovey dovey, but you never introduced him to us. Jiayou is almost dying of curiosity. 】

[Handsome guy Yan: Hehe, yes, yes! 】

[Zhouzhou:…]

[Zhouzhou: It’s impossible to bring him with me, but I have something important to tell you two this time. 】

These words quickly diverted Yan Jiayou’s attention.

[Handsome guy Yan: What’s the matter?】

What Hang Sizhou wanted to tell them was about his amnesia.

If a person suddenly loses the memory ten years, he still needed the help of people around him to support himself. Ms. Shen had already worked hard all these years, and Hang Sizhou doesn’t want his sudden amnesia to irritate his mother once again.

After much mental deliberation, he found his two good brothers who have been “inseparable” from him for so many years as the most suitable ones to know such a serious thing.

Considering the complexity of the matter, it was more suitable to discussed it face to face. Hang Sizhou was going to use it as a way to catch Yan Jiayou, the guy who makes a fuss, off guard.

[Handsome guy Yan Da: By the way, Zhouzhou, I read a piece of your counterattack fanfic yesterday. The story is very good. I will send you the link later.】

Fanfiction? Counterattack?

Were those things related to the “attack and suffering” things he had just seen?

Hang Sizhou was no longer in the mood to chat with his friends, so he searched and entered all these entries.

After a fierce operation, Hang Sizhou sat there as pale as ashes, motionless.

The order of the names of their “HangZhou” turned out to mean “Gong Shou” which represented their body positions.

His initial ‘Zhou’ was second every time which meant that when he and Xiao Hang were on the bed, it was always Xiao Hang on top of him.

A thought that Hang Sizhou had never thought about suddenly jumped into his mind: Could that little girl be his child?

As soon as the thought came into his mind, his hands had already uncovered the hem of his pajamas.

Hang Sizhou lowered his head, and sure enough, he saw a very light-colored scar about ten centimeters below his abdomen.

Like a bolt from the blue, Hang Sizhou was shocked and couldn’t recover for a while.

He had never lost a fight, so why was he the one who gave birth to Xiao Hang’s child?

The scenes from the dream flashed through his mind again.

In the remaining memory fragments, Xiao Hang was indeed the one pressing on him.

Hang Sizhou angrily threw his phone to the side of the sofa.

This was so unfair!

He must have been coerced. He had nothing to lose to Xiao Hang, so why was he being suppressed by Xiao Hang? !

Recalling Xiao Hang’s cold and contemptuous look before, Hang Sizhou sneered.

This time Xiao Hang had fallen into his hands and Hang Sizhou was sure to not be polite with him.

Hang Sizhou picked up his phone.

In the small group of three, the other two were still chatting about what they would eat tomorrow and what they would do after eating.

Hang Sizhou exited the three-person group page, clicked into Xiao Hang’s chat page, and sent him a message.

【When will you come back tonight? 】

When he was about to press the send button, he felt that something about the text was inappropriate.

Finally, Hang Sizhou endured his nausea and added the words “dear” at the end of the text.