Those who act personally in the past would never utter a word of guilt.
Not even such thoughts would emerge in his mind.
But that day, he believed that his decision indeed carried guilt.
Jiang Muwan couldn't bear to see him like this.
She turned over, supporting herself above him.
Gently kissed him.
Softly persuaded him.
Her tender voice whispered in his ear.
Echoed on his face.
Resonated on his chest.
And then.
They embraced and intertwined.
In this morning light.
He moved slowly in and slowly out.
Mrs. Gu gently coaxed him, softly encouraged him.
Each sentence echoed in the heart.
Until finally, she cried out Yunzhang with a sobbing tone.
She urged him.
Her eyebrows delicate and eyes charming like a little fox that just dashed out of the forest at dawn.
From this day.
Mr. Gu's love for Mrs. Gu grew a little more.
And Mrs. Gu felt an increased sense of responsibility.
She had a deeper understanding of her identity as a pregnant woman.
