Fu Qinghan just put the engagement diamond ring on my hand.
The fingertips are still warm as ginger tea.
I turned around and headed to the clinic locker.
I want to get a thermometer.
But my hand touched a hard-shell photo album.
Turn to the first page.
It was a photo of him and Lin Xiao.
The shirt he wore.
It's the couple's model I bought last week.
There is also a pearl button on the neckline that I gave you.
Album at the end.
Holding a pregnancy test report.
The name is mine.
The date was seven days before I went to the hospital.
Footsteps came from the door.
He walked in with ginger tea.
He smiled and asked me why I was so stunned.
My hand holding the report was shaking.
Don't know what to ask him about the photo.
Let's still ask about the result of this early arrival.
