As a man, it would be hard for him to imagine how a woman got pregnant and gave birth.
The so-called fetal movement, the so-called morning sickness, including the tearing and contractions that were about to happen during childbirth... all of these could only be described in stiff words.
If one did not experience it personally, one would never be able to truly understand it.
And he, Bai Yeyuan, was lucky enough to actually experience the feeling of a pregnant woman’s fetal movement.
He held back his tears as his hands trembled slightly and touched his slightly protruding abdomen stiffly.
Over there was his and Xiao Ning’s baby.
A living little life that already had its own consciousness.
In his 30 years of life, he had never felt like this before. He felt a tremor from the depths of his soul, the mystery of life.
He realized even more deeply that this baby already had a meaning that he and Xiao Ning could not part with.
