But for some reason, he was forced to lose such days that he could have enjoyed, and instead filled his life with self-reproach and torment. He felt as if he was suffocating, unable to breathe.
Song Qinghuan laughed, "But you don't have to worry now. I'm enjoying my days. However, I'm a bit worried about our baby. What if, because of that period of time, the baby is born with strange thoughts, or is sullen and depressed? What should we do then?"
Shi Yuhuan kissed her cheek, "Don't worry, you love the baby so much, he will certainly be fine. A child brought up in love will surely be healthy. If he does have unusual thoughts, we will guide him correctly until he is normal. If he is sullen and depressed, we will make him happy and carefree, so that he won't feel depressed."
Song Qinghuan laughed happily, "Ok!"
