Cui Yun was steady, and whenever Shen Hua found herself at a loss, as long as he was around, there was no need to worry. But Shen Hua was the last to realize that, in fact, Cui Yun was even more panicked than her.
Waking up numerous times at night, he hadn't slept. He held a book in his hand, reading it.
At that time, Shen Hua was resting on his arm, leaned over to peek, and it was a book about childbirth. It was quite thick, the girl even took it to weigh in her hand.
The girl subtly placed her hand on his abdomen.
"Flat."
She could feel the rigidity in Cui Yun's body. The girl thought of something, her ears began to feel warm, and then she pulled his hand to touch her own round belly.
"I am the one giving birth."
Cui Yun's expression was tender, as he tucked the blankets around the girl.
"Childbirth is not easy for a girl, it's already enduring hardship, I should clearly understand these things, to have a plan in my heart."
