At first, after losing her mother, Xia Ou was very negative, showing nothing and keeping her sadness bottled up inside. She spoke less than before, often sitting alone or staying in the bedroom, writing something. I was worried about her, but I couldn't blame her. The diamond ring was kept in the drawer. I never gave it to her, waiting for her to recover. Xia Ou was very afraid of losing me. She used to have a mother, and now I was her only support. Every night, she no longer gently stroked me, but curled up in my arms like a kitten, her hands tightly wrapped around my waist. She couldn't sleep for a long time. The two-year term as a mistress was over, and I no longer gave her money every month. Instead, I handed over all the bank cards to her for safekeeping. We lived like a normal couple. I never imagined what kind of ups and downs my love would have; I admired a peaceful and happy life. You could say, I was content and happy. One day, for some reason, she suddenly improved, her cheeks rosy, and she could smile mysteriously and sweetly out the window. I didn't know what had happened, but I was genuinely happy about her awakening. "What are you laughing at, acting like a little idiot?" I asked her, and strangely, it immediately infected her good mood. "I'm not telling you!" Saying that, she turned and ran away. I hadn't felt this comfortable in a long time. Desire surged like a giant wave, and when I saw her playfully wiggle her little butt,
Like a beast seeing a meat, I suddenly scooped her up and strode toward the bedroom, then mercilessly threw her parabola onto the bed and pounced on her.
"Ah, no!! Get away!" She struggled. "I almost thought I misheard, because she was so seriously resisting my intimacy—this was unprecedented. I stopped and looked at her, my mind involuntarily starting to wander—what had she been doing before?
"Stop messing around, can you be gentle?" She said, her disheveled clothes making her look incredibly seductive, her glowing eyes chaotic and alluring, like water fairies. Staring at the seductive yet silently shy Xia Ou, as a man, I had already cast aside all my guards and concerns.
I pounced again, tearing her clothes.
"Xiao Bin, Xiao Bin! Don't! Ah, don't hurt our child!" She screamed.
I was stunned by that hysterical scream, my hand still on her breast, forgetting to move.
"What? Child?"Repeat.\ 'Mm.' Her face suddenly turned red, like a white rose blushed with blood.\ 'Our child?' Repeating, unbelieving.\ 'Yes.'\ I didn't speak for at least three minutes, just staring at her. This bright-eyed young girl before me was already a little mother. I moved my hand to her belly, gently caressing it; there was a little life inside!! That was my son!\ I fucking had a son!\ Next, I crazily picked up Xia Ou, lifted her up, which made her scream in fright, 'Ah, be careful with the baby!'\ Realizing it, I put her down as gently as if handling a national treasure, yet I couldn't release the thrill surging through my heart and entire body. I dashed quickly to the living room, then ran to the kitchen, and finally back again. I kept muttering, 'I have a son, hehe, little guy, your dad is a genius!'\ 'Aiyah, you've gone crazy!' Xia Ou laughed and scolded, a brand-new joy also printed on her face.\ 'Xia Ou! Xia Ou!! My dear Xia Ou, quickly tell your son, his dad is a genius!' I enthusiastically lunged at her, holding her face and kissing her.\ Xia Ou giggled nonstop, and after laughing she asked, 'Why are you a genius?'\ 'Because I made you have a son!' I shouted righteously. 'Isn't that genius enough?'\ She laughed even more happily.\ That night I went to buy diapers and bottles, plus a dozen small baby clothes and tiny shoes, then held the delicate little shoes thinking, 'Little guy, you must be as smart and handsome as your dad!'\ The next day, I dragged Xia Ou to the mall to buy the most beautiful baby crib.\ 'The child's birth is still far off!' Xia Ou reminded me.\ 'What do you know? Should the baby sleep with us after birth? I'm not willing to share my Xia Ou, and not my son either!'\ 'I think you've gone nuts.' She scolded, laughing warmly.\ Life afterward was rich and bright, picking names for the baby, reading textbooks, learning how to be a good father.\ Xia Ou once carefully mentioned not wanting a child right now, waiting until graduation, but I firmly rejected it. You must know that I love and anticipate this child with all my heart and soul.\ My first child with Xia Ou.Xia Ou saw that I was so determined, so she didn't say much. She never liked to voice her opinions, just smiled and quietly enjoyed the joy of being a mother. Xia Ou would lie on the bed in my arms, quietly and proudly telling me about the feeling of being a mother. "If only Mom could see her grandson, how wonderful that would be," she said, sighing. Xia Ou's mother? A scene of her before she died flashed through my mind, along with the bruise on her waist. But it was just a flash, because Xia Ou no longer slept at school and the mark on her waist gradually disappeared. "Don't think so much. Mom will be watching us and our child from above." I really didn't know that the meaning of life could be so abundant, so much that you could savor it one by one, yet never fully experience it all. Success at work also gave me a reason to feel carefree. "Xia Ou?" I held her, calling her lovingly. "What?" she replied softly. "I love you and our child very much." "Me too." "Are you my Xia Ou alone?" "Yes, I am yours alone." These words warmed my heart. I was planning, on Valentine's Day, to personally put the wedding ring I had long prepared on Xia Ou's finger, and then she would be my only love. At that time, I would never have imagined that later I would call someone else my wife, and that the ring, which represented a vow of fidelity, Xia Ou would never have the chance to wear for her entire life.
