He pushed open the door to the bedroom, cradling Ye Xi as he entered, and gently, slowly placed her on the bed.
She was sleeping deeply, not waking up even on the way there.
Having withdrawn his hand, he didn't stand up but bent over and gazed at her, feeling it all somewhat unreal.
She had become his wife.
She was carrying his child.
In the future, he would be the father of her child, and she would be the mother of his child.
Such a relationship, no matter what, could no longer be completely severed.
He often wondered whether she truly understood what this impulsive act meant. It was something that couldn't be escaped for a lifetime.
Could she... spend a lifetime with him?
Whenever Ah Gui thought about this question, those intimate gestures she made towards him turned incredibly stiff.
He got up, covered her with the blanket, turned around, went out, and closed the door behind him.
Ah Gui seldom smoked, and since Ye Xi got pregnant, he would not smoke at home.