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"The child still doesn't have a name," I pouted, feeling a bit dissatisfied. "Don't worry, I've thought of several names already. I'll discuss them with Uncle in the next couple of days, and we can finalize it. Just don't take what the doctor said too seriously, okay?" Shen Yulin gently comforted me, his tone soft yet firm.
Hearing his words, I felt somewhat reassured, but I couldn't help but ask, "So what will the child's last name be?" As I asked, I leaned out of his embrace to catch a glimpse of his expression.
"It will have your last name," Shen Yulin replied without hesitation, his eyes revealing a seriousness and determination.
I was taken aback; I never expected him to say that. After all, the child is his too... For a moment, I didn't know how to respond, my heart filled with both emotion and confusion. Looking into his sincere gaze, I suddenly understood his good intentions. Perhaps he wanted to express his love and respect for me in this way.
"Shen Yulin, let's get our marriage certificate!" After shyly uttering those words, I quickly buried my head in his warm and broad embrace like an ostrich, my heart racing as if it would leap out of my throat. I was too nervous to look up at his expression.
As time passed second by second, I silently counted my heartbeat while waiting for his response. However, after a long while, Shen Yulin still showed no reaction. Doubts began to creep in—was it too sudden? Or was he unwilling...? Various thoughts swirled in my mind until I could no longer suppress my curiosity. I cautiously lifted my head from his embrace to sneak a peek at his reaction.
What I saw took my breath away—Shen Yulin stood there quietly, unmoving, his eyes already glistening with tears that rolled down his cheeks. His usually cool demeanor was now enveloped in boundless joy.
I widened my eyes in disbelief at the scene before me, feeling frozen as if nailed to the spot, my mind blank and unsure of how to react. He then reached out to gently wipe away the tears on his face before slowly lowering his head and suddenly kissing my lips.
This kiss was no longer the gentle exploration from before; it was fierce and passionate like a storm. His lips pressed tightly against mine with an irresistible force as if he wanted to consume me whole. I could feel the intensity of his emotions pouring into this kiss, making me helplessly intoxicated.
As time went on, I began to struggle for breath, nearly suffocating under the intensity of it all. Yet he seemed unwilling to let me go easily. Just when I thought I might truly run out of air, he finally released my lips slowly, his eyes shimmering with complex emotions. I gasped for breath, trying to calm the turmoil within me.
"What did you just say? I didn't hear you; can you say it again?"
"I... we should... get our marriage certificate!"
"Really? You're not joking? I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"What? You don't want to? Then forget what I said!" I looked at him with amusement.
"We're going right now! Even if it's a dream, I'll accept it! I must marry you!"
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