Early in the morning.
The sleepless Mo Xiuchen asks Wen Ran, "Ranran, didn't you say you wanted a child?"
"I was only making casual remarks yesterday, don't take it seriously."
"Ranran, did you really just casually say you wanted a child?"
"No."
Wen Ran's answer was very definite.
Mo Xiuchen looked deep into her eyes, and after a while, he spoke gently, "If you don't want a child right now, then let's keep living happily together for a few years. You're still young, so let's enjoy a few more years. When you're twenty-five or six years old, we can think about having a child, how about that?"
Wen Ran was stunned, a surprised look flashed across her eyes. Looking at Mo Xiuchen's handsome and gentle face, she suddenly realized she had been tricked.
His question earlier was deliberately misleading, in reality, he didn't want a child, did he?
Yesterday at the hospital, when she said she wanted a child, his expression seemed quite scared.
"I..."
