I'm Someone Who's Given Birth

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Transmigrating to ancient times and then returning to the modern world: whoever it happened to would be dazed for a while, perhaps hearing things or struggling to tell reality from illusion.

Lin Zhengluo has a rather funny condition: "bereaved son syndrome."

Every night, he stuffs a doll into his pajamas to make it look like a child. He pats his stomach and says things like, "Baby, go to sleep," in a daze.

He doesn't have a child.

The "son" he lost was the son of his nemesis in ancient times.

Back then, he and his nemesis were sworn enemies, but he got along well with the man's son. The boy admired his new ideas, and Lin Zhengluo cherished the boy's company.

Ah, if only the child had been his own son.

After returning to the modern world alone, whenever he tells his friends about ancient times, he always ends up mentioning his archenemy and that man's adorable son.

Friend A: [You didn't fall in love with your enemy because of all that hatred, did you?]

[Ugh!! I'd never love him, even if he were dead!]

Friend B: [Then why were you so good to his kid?]

[I'll let you in on a secret: that kid was actually my biological son.]

Friend C: [From the way you describe him, the kid sounds a lot like you. You're both so innocent.]

[Huh? I'm innocent? I've given birth to a child, you know.]

(Bystander C: ...I meant innocent in personality.)

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After his father's nemesis, the beautiful younger uncle, disappeared, Jiang Mo followed him to the modern world not long afterward. They reunited when Jiang Mo was nineteen.

After so many years apart, he couldn't suppress his feelings. He confessed.

But gradually, he realized something was off: Lin Zhengluo seemed to have a split personality. Sometimes he treated Jiang Mo like a strange man, and other times like a six- or seven-year-old child.

When Lin Zhengluo thought he was a strange man, he would blush shyly at the drop of a hat.

When Lin Zhengluo thought he was a child, he was just like before:

He brought Lin Zhengluo a basin of water to wash his feet, and Lin Zhengluo praised him for being "so filial."

After he worked up a sweat exercising, Lin Zhengluo wanted to give him a bath.

When he got his clothes dirty, Lin Zhengluo insisted on washing them for him, scolding him like old times: "How many more years am I going to have to wash your underwear?"

When they argued, Jiang Mo told Lin Zhengluo to stop treating him like a child.

Lin Zhengluo switched between his two personalities at will and suddenly burst into tears. "Baby's all grown up and doesn't need me anymore. Then I'll go pick through trash..."

Jiang Mo was both innocent and wicked. He teased Lin Zhengluo whenever he had an episode.

"Little Uncle, I heard you gave birth to me. Where did I come out?"

Sick and disoriented, Lin Zhengluo blushed, swept aside his long hair, took the boy's hand, and guided it to a warm place. "Here."

"...Then who is the one holding you now?"

Lin Zhengluo seemed dazed. He pondered for a moment, lifted his long hair, showed off his eight-pack abs, and asked hopefully, "A new guy from the Spring Jade House?"

Jiang Mo ground his teeth. "???"

(Back in ancient times, Lin Zhengluo had gone to the Spring Jade House a few times to find men. Every time, young Jiang Mo had dragged him home in tears.)

"Bonus Scene"

When Lin Zhengluo mistook Jiang Mo for a child, he would have strange worries.

"There's only you and me at home... If the baby grows up in a single-parent household, will it affect his mental health?"

Jiang Mo: "...?"

He scooped Lin Zhengluo up and pulled him into his arms, then growled, "Little widower, missing a man?"

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Younger seme, size difference, both transmigrated, both virgins, 1v1, happy ending

Long-haired sickly beauty x buzz-cut man with an eight-pack

Synopsis archived on video on April 20, 2026

[Excerpt]

When Lin Zhengluo went crazy, he even made up rumors about himself.

He popped out, sat the person who'd made up those rumors on his lap, and poked his forehead. "Little Uncle, you gave birth to me? With whom? Where did I come out?"

Lin Zhengluo was disoriented again. Blushing, he swept aside his long hair, took the boy's hand, and guided it to a certain place. "Here."

Jiang Mo: "..."

He lowered his head. The person on his lap had spread his knees wide, showing him the place where he'd supposedly "given birth" to him.

"So... tight." His voice was hoarse. "How did you give birth to me, Little Uncle? Show me."

Lin Zhengluo suddenly came to his senses. A blush visibly spread all over him, and he quickly brought his legs together, mortified.

"Xiao Mo, I really am quite sick." His head drooped in despair.

Jiang Mo's heart ached. "No, it's my fault. I shouldn't have pressured you like this. We can take it slow, it's okay. I told you before, even if I had to be your child for the rest of my life, I'd be fine with that."

"Really?"

"Mm."

"My child, my child." Lin Zhengluo murmured, then suddenly shook his head. "No, if you're only my child, you'll ignore me on purpose like you did a while ago. You've grown up and gotten too big for your boots..."

Jiang Mo pursed his lips. He stroked Lin Zhengluo's waist and helped him kneel upright.

"Spread your legs." He patted his butt.

Lin Zhengluo turned his head. "What for?"

Once he did as asked, Jiang Mo lifted the back hem of Lin Zhengluo's robe, stuck his head underneath, hunched his shoulders, and slowly crawled forward from behind, between Lin Zhengluo's legs.

He was too big, so it was a struggle. He had made it only halfway through.

"Daddy, I'm born! Oh dear, looks like you had a bit of a difficult delivery."

Lin Zhengluo lowered his head. "..."

He was perched on the child's shoulders. He struggled to climb down, his face burning with embarrassment and anger. "What's wrong with you? That's so perverted!"

Jiang Mo: "Oh."

Lin Zhengluo pressed his legs together and sat sideways on the bed, one hand braced on the mattress, the other sweeping his hair back. For a moment, he was speechless.

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