When Shi Heng rushed into the lounge, Su Niannian had just put down her electric guitar.

The moment she turned around, she was hugged tightly in his arms.

"When..." Shi Heng's voice was shaking, "When did you remember it?"

Su Niannian felt his violent heartbeat and whispered, "On the day of our wedding, I suddenly remembered everything."

"Then why didn't you tell me..."

"Because I want to love you again as Su Niannian."

She looked into his eyes, "Not as the Gu Youran you miss, but as the Su Niannian who will spend the rest of your life with you."

Shi Heng's tears finally fell.

He bent down and kissed her lips, pouring fifteen years of waiting and longing into this kiss.

Outside the door, Su Qian and Shi Mo, who were peeking, smiled at each other and quietly closed the door of the lounge.

An hour later, Shi Heng's car slowly drove into the villa he had not set foot in for fifteen years.

Su Niannian looked at the familiar scenery outside the window, and her fingers unconsciously tightened around the seat belt.

"We're here." Shi Heng turned off the engine, walked around to the passenger seat and opened the door.

He bent down and picked up Su Niannian horizontally, his movements as gentle as if he were treating a fragile treasure.

"Put me down, it's not like I can't walk." Su Niannian lightly hit his shoulder, but he hugged her even tighter.

"I should have carried you into the house like this when we got married. Today, I want to make up for the ceremony I owe you."

The villa was spotless and clearly cleaned regularly.

When Heng carried her into the master bedroom, Su Niannian's breathing stopped. The room remained the same as it was fifteen years ago, even the bedside lamp was still the same as she remembered.

Her eyes were drawn to the scene on the wall: two large red paper-cuts of the word "囍" were hung side by side.

The one on the left has turned yellow, and it shows the silhouettes of Shi Heng and Gu Youran from twenty years ago.

The one on the right is slightly newer, and is a silhouette of Shi Heng and Su Niannian fifteen years ago.

"This represents both of our weddings."

Shi Heng hugged her from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head, "One for the past Gu Youran, and one for the present Su Niannian."

Su Niannian turned around and held his face, "Silly boy, we are obviously the same person."

Shi Heng kissed her palm, "But I want you to know that I love the whole you. Whether it's the rock star Lenna or the Chinese medicine expert Su Niannian, they are all my beloved."

Su Niannian suddenly pulled his hand and gently placed it on her lower abdomen.

Her eyes sparkled in the light. "This... is my birthday present for you. It's also a miracle shared by Gu Youran and Su Niannian."

Shi Heng didn't react for a moment, "What?"

"I used these hands," Su Niannian said proudly, "and spent fifteen years to 'repair' myself."

Shi Heng's body suddenly stiffened.

His gaze moved from her face to her belly, and then back to her eyes. He was so excited that he couldn't speak coherently, "You mean...you...we..."

"Yeah." Su Niannian nodded, tears in her eyes, "I'm three months pregnant, and the doctor said I'm healthy."

Su Niannian suffered heavy bleeding when giving birth to twins, and the doctor announced that she might never be able to have children again.

Over the years, she has been quietly studying Chinese medicine, not just for the sake of patients...

"You...you have been..." Shi Heng's throat tightened and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

“Acupuncture every day, and monthly adjustments to the prescription.”

Su Niannian stroked her lower abdomen gently, "I want to give you a complete family and give us a chance to start over."

Shi Heng's knees suddenly went weak, and he knelt on one knee, carefully placing his trembling hands on her lower abdomen.

Hot tears flowed down his face, and he sobbed like a child: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I should have found out sooner..."

Su Niannian squatted down to look him in the eye and wiped away his tears. "It's not too late to know now. This time, you can accompany me throughout the whole process, from the first prenatal checkup to delivery."

Shi Heng gently held her in his arms, his tears soaking her collar, "Thank you... Thank you for not giving up..."

"Silly boy," Su Niannian patted his back, "Didn't we agree on nine lifetimes? This is only the first."

After fifteen years of waiting, the most satisfactory answer finally came on this night.

…

At six o'clock in the morning, Shi Heng got out of bed for the third time and tiptoed to the kitchen.

"Dad, can't you sleep again?" Shi Mo came back from his morning run in sportswear and saw his father studying a book called "Pregnancy Nutrition Encyclopedia".

"Your mother wants to eat hot and sour soup today," Shi Heng flipped through the recipe without looking up, "I'm trying to see if I can add some astragalus."

Shi Mo couldn't help but laugh, "Didn't Professor Zhang say that my mother's physical indicators are better than those of ordinary pregnant women?"

"That's something we have to pay attention to." Shi Heng frowned seriously, "Your mother is already forty-five years old, this is not..."

"Ah Heng." Su Niannian's voice came from the stairs, "How many times have I told you that I know my own body well?"

Shi Heng immediately put down his book and rushed over to help her up, "Slow down, slow down, do you want me to carry you down?"

Su Niannian slapped his hand away helplessly, "I'm just pregnant, not disabled."

She walked to the dining table and looked at the nutritious meal on it. "This... is too much, right?"

"Not much, not much," Shi Heng pulled out a chair attentively, "This is a high-protein breakfast, this is iron supplement, and this is..."

"Stop." Su Niannian held her forehead with her hand. "I'm a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, remember?"

At this time, the doorbell rang, and Su Qian rushed in with bags in her hands. "Mom! I bought you anti-radiation clothing, a pregnancy pillow, and this--"

She took out an exquisite box and said, "Limited edition pregnancy-protecting sachet!"

Su Niannian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I don't need any of these..."

"It has to be used!" Su Qian stuffed everything at Shi Heng, "Dad, you supervise Mom."

Shi Mo was trying to hold back his laughter. "Sister, didn't you say on your last tour that you were going to write a song for the unborn baby?"

"I've finished writing it!" Su Qian excitedly took out her phone, "It's called 'Song for Little Stars'. I'll sing it for you..."

…

One morning six months later, Shi Heng was attending a board meeting at the company when his cell phone suddenly vibrated.

When he saw the caller ID of "wife", he stood up suddenly, scaring the directors in the meeting room.

"Are you going to give birth? Now? Okay, okay, I'll be right there!" He walked out quickly.

Shi Mo immediately stood up and said, "Dad, I'll drive you to the hospital."

When they rushed to the hospital, Su Niannian had already been pushed into the delivery room.

Su Qian was already waiting at the door, holding a camera in her hand.

"Mom won't let me go in to take the photos," she pouted, "She said it would interfere with the doctor's work."

Shi Heng paced back and forth at the door of the delivery room, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

Every time he heard a groan from inside, his face turned paler.

"Dad, sit down and rest for a while." Shi Mo tried to comfort him.

"No, I have to stand." Shi Heng stared at the door of the delivery room, "What if the doctor needs to sign..."