It's night at the beginning of winter, the moon's shadow is slanting to the west,
Outside the house, the winter plum blossoms are dotted,
A woman in plain clothes stands in front of plum trees,
The red plum blossoms are charming and pale,
The body hidden in the clothes is very thin,
The lower abdomen is slightly bulging.
Unexpectedly, there was warmth coming from behind,
Turn around and meet a gentle figure,
Put on thick fur,
She spoke quietly, forcing a smile from the corner of her mouth,
"Ache, this child, regardless of gender, is called Ran, okay?"
She lowered her head and raised her head again, a few strands of hair covering her eyes.
"Jin'er, whatever you say is fine."
The man in white lowered his head and gently gathered up her broken hair.
Same as before.