In the beginning, I indeed approached it as something casual, but eventually, I became emotionally invested.
Undeniably, she was beautiful.
Yet, having seen plenty of beauties over the years, I couldn't understand why she remained in my thoughts.
Perhaps, it was her kind of frailty, the kind that made one reluctant to hurt her.
So when she came back, as soon as she extended an olive branch, we reconciled.
"Shu Wen, I went for a prenatal checkup today," Zhao Yuning said sweetly, a touch of shyness coloring her cheeks, "The doctor said the baby is very healthy and it's a boy."
Tang Shuwen hummed in response, remaining silent—the boy.
My son, Xiao Nian... Xiao Nian's indifferent face flashed through Tang Shuwen's mind, his gaze softening for a moment. He wondered when the child might recover, as the doctor had said it could happen suddenly or perhaps never at all.
Xueru was very heartbroken, shedding many tears in secret.
