Di Mingchen blinked, then took her hand, speaking casually, without the slightest heaviness, as if it was quite natural, "If you really can't have children, then we simply won't."
"Really?" Nangong Ran slightly frowned.
"Of course." Di Mingchen affirmed, "The person I love is you. It's because I love you that I love children. If you can't have children, then I'll just love you for the rest of my life, treating you like a child, wouldn't that be nice?"
He raised his eyes to look at her.
A lump formed in her throat, tears surged continuously in her tear ducts, but she had to hold them back.
The cruelest thing in the world is probably having immense sadness but still having to pretend nothing is wrong in front of you, smiling without a care.
"That's absolutely wonderful!" She finally held back her tears, smiling radiantly like a flower, like a child throwing herself into his arms, "I was kidding! I can have children! I can have lots and lots!"
