As spring transitioned into winter, the warmth returned once more. Song Feiwan had recently remarried Xiao Yu, and they had spent a long time enjoying their sweet, honeyed days together.
With her deepening understanding of Xiao Yu, she became eager to explore the many facets of this man that were unknown to others. For instance, she had recently discovered that Xiao Yu had a steady hand, making him quite suitable for a surgeon. Coupled with his remarkable memory and sharp insight, Song Feiwan enthusiastically took on the role of his teacher, imparting her medical knowledge to him.
Xiao Yu showed her endless patience and accommodation; she enjoyed it, and he was more than happy to oblige. One day, they sat outside in the study, at a stone table beneath a tree. On the table lay a hand pillow that Song Feiwan had specially brought for their lesson.
Clearing her throat with an air of seriousness, she said, "Today, let’s talk about pulse diagnosis!"
Xiao Yu looked at her with a gentle smile and replied, "Sure."
Song Feiwan began to explain various points of knowledge she had organized. When it came to medicine, she was entirely focused, radiating a beauty that seemed to glow. After speaking for a while, she took Xiao Yu's hand and placed it on her pulse.
"Here, you can experience it yourself. Many pulse patterns are easy to identify; for example, this one is the joyful pulse."
Using simple language, she elaborated on the characteristics of the joyful pulse. At first, Xiao Yu listened with a smile, but gradually his expression shifted to one of confusion and concern.
Was something wrong with her body?
"What’s wrong?" Song Feiwan felt her heart drop.
"Are you sure what you just said is correct?"
"Of course! What are you questioning? You shouldn’t doubt my medical skills."
She had reopened her clinic and was now a renowned doctor in the capital; people traveled from far and wide seeking her expertise.
"Then why don’t you check for yourself?" Xiao Yu pushed her hand back toward her with an awkwardness in his demeanor. His phoenix eyes shone brightly as he stared at her intently without blinking.
Song Feiwan felt herself affected by his gaze; uncertainty crept into her heart as her smile faded completely.
Slowly retracting her gaze, she placed her right hand on her left wrist and began to take her pulse. She was still pondering whether her body felt fine and if there was anything to worry about.
Wait a moment.
Suddenly, she widened her eyes in shock and glanced at Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu immediately asked, "What’s wrong?"
Song Feiwan replied, "Wait, wait, I might have misdiagnosed. Let me check again."
After feeling her pulse for a while longer, no matter how shocked she was, she had to admit one thing.
What she had diagnosed was actually a joyful pulse!
The joyful pulse was a type of pulse that was easy to identify. If she couldn’t even recognize something so simple, then all those years spent learning from her elders would have been in vain.
Xiao Yu observed her expression and cautiously asked, "Is it?"
Song Feiwan swallowed hard and said, "Yes."
His expression blanked for a few seconds before his entire face lit up with joy, bursting into laughter.
He stood up and swept her into his arms, spinning around in place several times.
"Feiwan! I’m going to be a father?"
"Mm." Song Feiwan clung to his neck, unable to suppress her laughter.
"I’m going to be a father!" Xiao Yu was overjoyed. Afraid that he might make Song Feiwan dizzy from the spinning, he set her down and pressed several heavy kisses on her lips.
Song Feiwan laughed and pulled back slightly, asking, "Why are you so happy?"
"Of course! Aren’t you happy? This is our child! Our first child!"
"I’m definitely happy too! I thought you didn’t like children."
She never imagined that the first person to discover her pregnancy would be Xiao Yu.
He gazed into her beautiful eyes, speaking with deep affection and seriousness, "To be precise, I only like your child. I love everything about you. I love you."
His unabashed affection filled her heart with joy, making her feel shy yet excited.
Having a child would undoubtedly be painful and fraught with risks; raising a child was a lifelong responsibility.
She had never thought that one day she would continue her bloodline with another person. But when that person was him, she found herself not only unresisting but deeply anticipating it, feeling a profound happiness in her heart.
This man gave her everything she desired: devoted love, an enchanting body, a harmonious companionship, and a carefree life. They would also have a child together.
A tremendous sense of fulfillment struck her, filling her body to the brim. She looked up at him, returning his gaze with equal depth of feeling.
"I love you too."
In response to her beloved's words, Xiao Yu cradled her face in his hands and almost reverently lowered his head to kiss her.
The world faded away.
In their eyes and hearts, there was only each other. Their fates intertwined, they were bound together by love that transcended death, a passion that ran deep within their bones and blood.
From the past to the future, they were certain that the gentle touch of their beloved's fingers would sweep away the frost and snow from their lives.
Day after day, they would never part again.
【The End】
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