Even if I can't grow old with you, I want to share life and death with you.
Hold your hand, and grow old with you.
"Shaocheng, no matter what others think, I and the baby will always be with you. The three of us will never be apart, okay?"
Gu Shaocheng breathed out gently, "Silly girl, I'm just afraid of wronging you."
Chenxing smiled faintly, looking at Gu Shaocheng. Her tender face revealed a steadfast belief as she slightly curled her lips: "It's not a wrong, I feel this is happiness."
Whether one feels wronged or not depends on their perspective.
Zhou Chenxing only felt happiness, no sense of being wronged.
"In seven more months, you'll be a dad. Shaocheng, by then not only will I not feel wronged, but our baby won't feel wronged either. Shall I sing a song for you? We're bored waiting anyway."
"Can you sing 'You Are My Sunshine'?"