Gu Nianshen had fantasized such a scene countless times in the past. In his fantasy, he and Lin Yiqian had a child together. Sometimes, he pictured the three of them standing below the bright sun, beneath the eaves when it rained, or even on a snow-lined land. Other times, he pictured them basking in the moonlight or perhaps standing under the streetlights when the moonlight was absent.
Regardless of where it was, he would want to be there as long as Lin Yiqian was around because she made him feel warm on the inside.
Meanwhile, Lin Yiqian did not hear Gu Nianshen's hesitant voice. She walked up to Gu Nianshen. "Show that you like it a lot," she warned softly while looking at the wallet in his hand.
Her son had put his heart into making that wallet for Gu Nianshen. Even Lin Yiqian had not received a gift like that.
