He Qimo would occasionally teach Little Hetao to speak.
Facing those dark eyes, he couldn't understand anything, but he still made an effort to tell stories to his son.
Sometimes when Little Hetao wet himself, or had a bowel movement, he would help change the diaper with a look of exasperation.
Moreover, in the week after she gave birth, when the wound had not yet healed and she couldn't take a bath, he helped wash her body.
Facing her weakness after childbirth, he would serve her with a clumsy and reluctant expression, obeying her commands.
In the end, he would curl his lips into a smile and walk away.
He Qimo is great, except for not marrying her; she thinks perhaps this is what a good husband is like at home.
Sometimes, when he occasionally turns back and quietly looks at her face, it makes her think that maybe... he might like her a little?
Even if just a little?
