01
The morning after the birthday party, before I even opened my eyes,I felt a hairy leg, and I was curious, so I touched it a few more times....
The next second!
Bang!
The door opened!
A group of men rushed in.
Frightened, I quickly withdrew my hand and clutched the blanket tightly.
"Doctor Smith, the director is calling you..."
The group of men seemed startled and suddenly fell silent.
Me: ???
Who is Doctor Smith?
I followed their gaze and looked to my side. A man was lying next to me.
Two legs, straight and long, covered in testosterone-filled hair. Farther up...
I was blinded.
"Oh my god... we didn't mean to..." The group of men hurriedly closed their eyes and explained.
I didn't know the group of men, nor did I know the man beside me. Just when I was at a loss...
The man next to me reached out and tugged at the blanket, his eyes opening to a slit. He glanced at me and said: "Can you give me some of the blanket?"
I took a few seconds to ponder his words and gave up a small portion.
The blanket barely covered a certain part of him, and he closed his eyes, saying:"Aren't you all not leaving yet?"
Oh...
Startled, I was about to get out of bed, but he sighed, "I wasn't talking to you."
Those men finally understood and hurriedly exited the room: "The director is urging to start the meeting.you should come quickly."
...
The world suddenly fell silent.
I clutched a corner of the blanket, sitting there, trembling.
02
“What are you afraid of?” He opened his eyes helplessly to look at me and closed them again.
“I ...... I seem ...... to be in a bit of pain.” I started babbling from shock and wanted to smack myself when I finished speaking.
He opened his eyes this time and finally didn't close them again.
He looked at me for a few seconds, then reached out to rub his forehead. "It's like this the first time. It'll get better in a while."
I think he was trying to comfort me. But I was scared out of my wits and broke into a cold sweat.
Then I looked down and saw a small spot of blood on the sheets...
My scalp tingled!
He also noticed the bloodstain and, after a moment's pause, He reached out to touch my head, smiling and said: "Sorry, I lost control."
Lost control?!
I broke into another cold sweat.
"Who are you?" I asked painfully.
He just looked at me for a few seconds, then reached out to rub his forehead. "The first time is like this. It will get better in a while."
He should have been comforting me.
But I broke out in a cold sweat.
Then I looked down and saw a small stain of blood on the sheet...
My scalp tingled.
He also noticed the bloodstain, paused for a moment, then reached out to touch my head and said with a smile, "Sorry, I lost control a bit."
Lost control?!
I broke out in a cold sweat again.
"Who are you?" I asked painfully.
He suddenly laughed, "You don't even know who I am, and you rushed in to have sex with me?"
"I... I can't remember..." I had never encountered such a thing before. "This won't get me pregnant, right?"
Alright, I was really impressed with myself.
At this moment, I actually put aside all doubts and asked this crucial question. As expected of me.
"..." He opened his eyes and glanced at me again, looking extremely exhausted. Seeing his weak appearance, it seemed like if I touched him lightly, he would die.
Just how wild was I last night to leave him in such a state? I felt so ashamed.
"No." He summarized it in one simple and clear word.
I had no experience and couldn't even recall the specifics of last night. I didn't dare ask more.
He said I wouldn't get pregnant, and I believed him since those people called him a doctor.
Maybe he used a condom? That's the only thing I could think of.
"So, goodbye?" To avoid the awkwardness after we both sobered up, I chose to escape.
"..." He glanced at me and suddenly smiled, "Alright."
I guessed we wouldn't meet again.
But two weeks later, I was sitting outside the door of his office.
Holding a pregnancy test.
03
Two weeks ago, I attended a friend's birthday party, got drunk, and walked into the wrong room.
Later, I found out that Doctor Smith and a group of colleagues were having a meeting in the same hotel that day. Doctor Smith's room was next to mine, and he was sick. When his colleague went out, they forgot to close the door, and I just stumbled in...
The next morning, the colleague went to call him for the meeting...
And that's how the incident that morning happened.
"Doctor Smith's girlfriend!" A male doctor in front of me.
Startled, and my phone almost fell to the ground.
"Are you waiting for Doctor Smith?" he asked.
"Oh, yes." My face quickly turned red.
"Follow me inside to wait." he pulled me into the lounge.
As we passed by Doctor Smith, he glanced at me as if he didn't recognize me.
In fact, I was almost unable to recognize him either, considering I hadn't seen him with clothes on before.
I anxiously waited for two hours. It was through the nameplate on his desk that I learned his name was Ethan Smith, a surgeon.
I secretly searched his profile and found out he was already... 29 years old?
After a while, Ethan finally came in to change clothes. He gave me a puzzled look, "Are you waiting for me?"
"Doctor Smith, I'm waiting for you." I stood up, my voice as small as a mosquito.
"Who are you?"
Me: ???
Does he not recognize me once we're out of bed?
"Two weeks ago, at the hotel, we..." I explained to him, carefully handing the pregnancy test stick to him, "I think I might be pregnant..."
"Doctor Smith..." At that moment, a female doctor barged in.
I was so scared that I wanted to hide the pregnancy test stick, but accidentally dropped it into the trash can next to the desk.
I looked at the trash can, afraid he hadn't seen it clearly, and hesitated whether to pick it up.
"..." Ethan said nothing; he just kept staring at me with an amused expression.
"Your patient?" The female doctor didn't seem to want to leave and turned her gaze to me.
I hesitated, feeling a bit awkward.
"You go out first." He looked at the female doctor.
I felt like a thief.
The female doctor left reluctantly and even deliberately tugged at his sleeve before leaving, as if declaring her territory.
He has a girlfriend.
I felt like I was struck by lightning.
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<Not over>