She knew how much he wanted to see the world, and she couldn't deny him such a simple request.
What was once ordinary for him had now become extraordinary. Perhaps, it might even become a luxury in the future...
Sheng Qianxia felt an increasing sourness at the tip of her nose, she held back her sadness, desperately swallowing her tears, and then nodded.
She saw the corners of his lips slightly curl into a gentle arc, like a blooming rose, beautiful beyond measure.
She felt as if her heart was stunned by the beauty of the blossoming rose, and her fingertips felt as if they had been pricked by the thorns of the rose.
Not long after, the two arrived at the newborn area.
Through the glass, Sheng Qianxia watched the newborns crying tearfully, and said, "Gong Beiyao, look, those little lives, though frail, are so strong and brave, waving to the world with all their might."
