On the way home, Rodick muttered to himself, looking like he was having a mental breakdown.
Jingxiang gently hugged her husband, tears streaming down her face: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have argued with you."
Yi Lin smiled, gazing at his wife, who was both strange and familiar: "I feel like I had a dream."
Jingxiang shook her head vigorously: "As long as everything's fine, as long as everything's fine."
Yi Lin asked: "Do you know why we've never had children?"
Jingxiang was taken aback: "Didn't the doctor say my health isn't good, and it's hard for me to conceive? Besides, you also... too few times."
As she spoke, Jingxiang lowered her head, the sorrowful atmosphere slightly diminished by this topic.
Rodick shook his head: "No, that's because our child hasn't been 'assigned' yet."
Jingxiang was so scared she quickly touched her husband's forehead, grasped her phone, hesitating whether to dial for an emergency.
