After leaving the hospital, the two of them drove home.

On the way, Su Yiran still felt a bit dazed. As he sat in the car, he kept glancing down at his belly, occasionally poking it carefully with his fingers, still feeling as if it wasn’t real.

So during the entire ride, Su Yiran barely said a word to Ting-ge, his attention completely consumed by this earth-shattering surprise.

Gu Yuanting: “…”

Gu Yuanting tried hard to strike up a conversation, bringing up random topics to distract Ranran, but only got absent-minded “mm-hmm”s and “oh”s in return.

Gu Yuanting: “…”

He recalled what the doctor had told them—to buy some fish, eggs, milk, and other nutritious, easily digestible foods, as well as fresh fruit.

Though he was reluctant to accept it, he still cared deeply about Ranran’s health. “Ranran, let’s stop by the supermarket first to pick up a few things. The doctor said you need to replenish your nutrition—vitamins, protein, calcium, all of it.”

As he said this, Gu Yuanting felt a numb, heavy pressure settle on his head, as if a weighty hat had been forced onto it—one he couldn’t shake off.

Hearing Ting-ge bring it up, Su Yiran finally snapped out of it. “Oh right, we need to buy stuff—I almost forgot.”

Gu Yuanting tightened his grip on the steering wheel, took a deep breath, and tried to manage his emotions. “We also need to get you some formula. From now on, you have to drink milk every day.”

“Okay,” Su Yiran nodded, but as soon as he thought about stepping into the life of a pregnant man, his mind went fuzzy again, full of question marks.

He couldn’t help asking, “Ting-ge, did you know men can get pregnant?”

He had come from another world, but Ting-ge was native to this one—maybe he knew.

Gu Yuanting hesitated, then denied it: “No, I didn’t.”
Of course he knew. But it was an extremely rare phenomenon—only a few dozen cases across the whole country each year.

He’d never dreamed it would happen to Ranran.

Su Yiran wasn’t surprised Ting-ge didn’t know. They’d grown up together, received the same education. This kind of rare situation wouldn’t have been covered in any standard curriculum.

He thought about what the doctor had said, about what he saw on the display screen earlier, and spaced out again—his thoughts drifting between fogginess and a pounding heart.

Gu Yuanting saw Ranran had stopped talking and was dazing off again. He knew Ranran was still thinking about the pregnancy.

Suppressing his own feelings, he drove them to a large supermarket near home, parked, got out first, then opened the passenger door for Su Yiran and leaned in to unbuckle his seatbelt. “Ranran, come on, time to get out.”

Surrounded by Ting-ge’s scent, Su Yiran finally snapped out of his daze and realized they’d arrived at the supermarket.

Gu Yuanting took Su Yiran inside and had him walk slightly ahead so he could protect him more easily.

Su Yiran noticed how careful Ting-ge was being and felt a bit embarrassed. “You don’t need to be that cautious. I feel the same as usual. Just act like normal.”

Gu Yuanting shook his head and flatly refused: “No.”

Truthfully, he wished he could just carry Ranran everywhere he went.

Su Yiran saw how firm Ting-ge was being and gave up. As they shopped, he suddenly remembered, “Oh right, the solar New Year is in two days. We should get some stuff for the holiday too.”

He had originally planned to do that before heading out today, but the shocking news had completely derailed him.

The wet market was in the basement of the supermarket, and they decided to buy groceries after getting everything else.

Gu Yuanting pushed the cart and they bought a big pile of items.

Just as he was about to check out, he heard Ranran ask, “Oh, are we out of aloe gel at home?”

Gu Yuanting thought for a second. “I think there’s still a little left. Why?”

Su Yiran said, “Let’s get another tube. In three days, your wound will be ready for aloe gel—it’ll help it heal faster.”

Gu Yuanting froze. He hadn’t expected Ranran to still be thinking about his injury. His chest swelled with emotion.

But then he remembered—Ranran was pregnant with the original host’s child. He cared about him like this because he thought he was the original host.

In reality, Ranran didn’t love him.

That truth stabbed at his heart, laced with burning jealousy. But he forced all those emotions deep down and said calmly, “Let’s go. The aloe gel should be at that counter.”

After buying everything, Gu Yuanting had Su Yiran wait in the car. The market was too crowded, and he didn’t want Ranran to get jostled. He went in alone to buy groceries.

Su Yiran didn’t object. He waited in the car for about twenty minutes until he saw Ting-ge return, both hands full of bags.

When Ting-ge loaded the items into the trunk, Su Yiran asked curiously, “What did you get?”

Gu Yuanting started the car. “Fish, hen, vegetables, fruits, stuff like that.” They had eggs at home, so he didn’t buy any.

Back home, the first thing Gu Yuanting did was take off his scarf and toss it in a corner.

He turned on the heater and had Su Yiran sit down. “How’s the temperature? Too hot? Too cold?”

Su Yiran sat on the sofa and checked. “It’s fine—not too hot or cold.”

Gu Yuanting poured him a glass of warm water, tested the temperature with his lips first, then handed it over. After that, he washed an apple, cut it into small pieces, and stuck in a little fork for Su Yiran to eat.

Su Yiran obediently drank the water and ate the apple, while Gu Yuanting went into the kitchen to cook. When Su Yiran finished, he tried to help but was stopped. “Let me cook for you.”

Su Yiran wasn’t sure what adjustments to make now that he was pregnant. He was still getting used to this new role and didn’t know what to do with himself.

When he saw others who were pregnant, he was always extremely careful around them.

So he stayed obediently on the sofa and decided he’d ask the doctor tomorrow during office hours. Meanwhile, he took out his phone and searched “male pregnancy.”

To his surprise, he found tons of news articles and science pages—even Baidu Encyclopedia had entries on it.

He’d never paid attention to such topics before. It was so rare that in all his years here, he hadn’t known a thing about it.

Following a recipe for prenatal nourishment, Gu Yuanting prepared the meal. When he brought it out, he noticed Ranran still on his phone and frowned slightly. “How long have you been on your phone?”

Su Yiran, lured by the smell of fish soup, looked toward the table and replied, “Maybe more than an hour?”

Gu Yuanting took the phone from his hand and set it aside. “No more long sessions. Half an hour max. It has radiation.”

Su Yiran softly protested, “Phones don’t emit much radiation…”

Gu Yuanting knew that. “Still, no long sessions.”

Su Yiran wasn’t addicted to his phone anyway, so he nodded and agreed.

During dinner, Gu Yuanting served him half a bowl of fish soup, carefully controlling the portion—no more, no less.

Before bed, he brought Su Yiran a warm glass of milk.

Su Yiran drank it quietly. As he lay in Ting-ge’s arms, he still felt like he was dreaming. “Ting-ge, I’m a guy… How am I even pregnant?”

Gu Yuanting: “…”

He didn’t answer. He just placed his large palm on Su Yiran’s soft waist and gently massaged it. “Still sore?”

Su Yiran said, “Just a little. It’s fine.”

Still in disbelief, he slipped his hand under the covers and under his pajamas to touch his flat belly, finding nothing out of the ordinary. He asked, dazed, “Ting-ge, are we really going to have a baby?”

Gu Yuanting felt his hand under the covers and took a deep breath. “…Yeah.”

He gently stroked Ranran’s cheek and cupped his starry-eyed gaze. “Sleep now. Rest well.”

“Okay.” Su Yiran obediently closed his eyes and, still dazed from the day, drifted to sleep in Ting-ge’s arms.

Gu Yuanting stared at his sleeping face. He bent down to kiss his forehead, then his soft lips.

Each kiss felt like a rejection of the truth—that Ranran was carrying the original host’s child.

His jealousy was driving him mad.

—

The next morning.

Gu Yuanting jolted awake from a nightmare of blood and fire.

He’d dreamed of his past life—all its darkness and horrors.

He opened his eyes, his brain still trapped in the nightmare.

But he was used to it—used to both the nightmares and the life within them.

Until he felt the weight in his arms—and slowly returned to the present.

Ranran was nestled in his embrace.

He could smell Ranran’s familiar scent, mingling with the clean, cozy smell of their home.

The bedroom was bright and neat, decorated in soft tones. Warm and inviting.

Everything looked exactly like the day he first arrived in this parallel world.

While he’d been struggling in his own world, the original host had lived in a place like this.

So different from him.

Just then, Ranran stirred in his arms. Gu Yuanting saw his long, fluttering lashes tremble slightly before he opened his eyes. They were drowsy at first, but lit up with joy and affection as soon as he saw him.

The moment Su Yiran woke up, he smiled at Ting-ge, a shallow dimple appearing on his right cheek. “Morning, Ting-ge.”

The original host had always woken up like this, holding Ranran in his arms.

In this very bed.

He’d even made Ranran pregnant.

Looking at Su Yiran’s sweet, tender face, Gu Yuanting suddenly leaned in and kissed him passionately under the covers.

Why?
Why was the original host allowed to be so happy?

Su Yiran responded to the kiss, his eyes turning misty in no time. Then he realized Ting-ge wanted more.

Gu Yuanting kissed him like a madman, roughly pulling down his soft cotton pajama pants, his large hands caressing his smooth, delicate skin.

His eyes burned red with jealousy.

Why did the original host get all of his love?