Lu Xiao, having figured it out, took the check-up report from her hands.
Yet as he received it, those long hands seemed to tremble ever so slightly.
Lu Xiao swallowed, opened the report, and instantly saw the printed photo and a few words beneath it:
Ten weeks pregnant.
Wen Xian watched him as he stared unblinkingly at the report, as if trying to see through each word, and she gently bit her lip, softly saying:
"Captain Lu, can you understand it?"
Lu Xiao put down the report and when he looked back at Wen Xian, the long and cold clearness of his eyes had somehow turned slightly red.
In the next second, he carefully grasped Wen Xian's hand and pulled her into his embrace.
He moved gently, as if afraid of hurting her.
At that moment, he appeared to have suddenly lost the ability to speak; his lips moved but he couldn't utter a word.
His nose felt unexpectedly sour.
He just held her gently, burying his head in the crook of her neck.
