"You don't need to do these things for me if you don't like it."

The forced smile wasn't exactly attractive; in fact, it made him look a bit silly. This kind of insincere smile wasn't what Wenmo wanted.

Xia Lian lowered her lips, her face returning to its usual expressionless state. Her eyes held no emotion, only a faint mist shrouded them, giving them a cold and hazy appearance.

This has its own unique charm.

"Actually, it looks pretty good like this, but I still want to see your genuine smile." Wen Mo pinched the corner of her mouth. The winter temperature made her cheeks feel a little cold, and her fingers felt freezing to the touch.

Wen Mo pulled the scarf around Xia Lian's neck a little higher, then lowered his hand and stretched out his hand with a grin, "Let's keep holding hands, this is enough."

Xia Lian was somewhat stunned, the sensation on her lips not yet fully processed. Gazing at the tall figure a head taller than her, her eyes flickered slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

"Yes, let's hold hands."

"Wow, look at you now, you're smiling! It looks so good."

Her face was icy cold, but her little hands were very warm, perhaps thanks to her cotton-padded coat. Wen Mo exhaled a breath of warm, misty air, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed her palms.

White with a hint of pink, soft.

Hmm, I can't think of any other adjectives. I just know that the more I touch her, the happier I feel. I always want to hold her in my arms and not let her go anywhere.

Wenmer enjoyed this moment, when no one on the street knew them, and no matter what they did, people would just see them as an ordinary couple.

He continued scratching his palm and chuckled, "Doesn't it tickle?"

Xia Lian glanced down at him, then shook her head as if nothing was wrong, "No."

"Actually, you can tell me some things you like. You can't always be thinking about me," Wen Mo suggested. If he always made his girlfriend think about what he liked, it would seem like he, as her boyfriend, didn't consider her feelings at all.

"The things I like...?" Xia Lian tilted her head, seemingly not understanding.

She didn't know what she liked, she only knew that she wanted to be by Wenmo's side. If possible, she wanted to hug him every morning, hold his hand every day on the way to school, and run to Wenmo every day after class.

"Yes, if you have anything you like, you can tell me, and I'll help you." Wen Mo patted his chest, making a very sincere promise.

Xia Lian didn't speak, but raised her eyes to look at the surrounding crowd.

The streets were bustling with people. Besides couples, many families were also out for a stroll. A father and mother walked by with their child, who was riding on his father's shoulders, chatting and laughing.

Wen Mo followed her gaze and could see the family of three laughing and joking. After thinking for a moment, he could understand what Xia Lian was thinking at that moment.

"It seems like I have something I want to do."

Just as Wen Mo was about to speak, Xia Lian preemptively tugged at his sleeve and turned to look at him sincerely.

Wen Mo was a little surprised, but he nodded calmly and said, "Tell me what our Lianbao wants." He then listened attentively with a grin.

Xia Lian didn't rush to speak. Her clear gaze was captivating, and her innocent face was flushed slightly by the cold wind. Then, she said in a serious tone:

"I want a child."

"Pfft...!"

Wen Mo was taken aback by these words. Although the words were spoken very softly, they still attracted the attention of several people, who looked over at the student couple with great interest.

"How could we possibly have a child now! How stupid!" Feeling both ashamed and angry, Wen Mo grabbed her cheeks and rubbed them like dough.

"Can't we keep the child?" Xia Lian tilted her head slightly. "But we'll get married in the future."

"That's for the future...! We're not even old enough yet, let alone having children, we can't even get a marriage certificate." Wen Mo said speechlessly, letting go of her cheeks, momentarily at a loss for words because of the girl's innocent charm.

Perhaps because she longed for a family so much, ever since they met and started dating, Xia Lian has been constantly talking about "marriage," mentioning it whenever she had a spare moment, as if she were reminding Wen Mo all the time that he should get married in the future.

Wen Mo noticed the gazes around him, gave an awkward laugh, covered his face, and quickly led Xia Lian away from the place.

"No, how about we get married?"

“I already told you we can’t do it now. You’re still so young. If we really go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, I’ll probably be taken away the next day.” Wen Mo could imagine that scene, and just thinking about it terrified him.

"Young ladies, are you here to register?"

"Yes, we're going to get married."

"You guys...aren't you old enough yet?"

"But we've already slept in."

Birth! (Referring to oneself)

Wait a minute, she was the one who initiated it!

What? It turns out I didn't know how to say no? It was all my fault after all...

Xia Lian tilted her head and pointed to the young couple from earlier. They looked to be around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old and had a child with them.

"They got married."

“People can only get a marriage certificate when they reach a certain age,” Wen Mo explained. “By the way, I have to be 22, you have to wait until you are 20 to get a marriage certificate.”

"Warmmore, two years."

"Yes, that's the legal age."

Xia Lian suddenly said, "Wen Moye is two years older than me."

Winmer found it a bit strange; this guy seemed to be brewing some extraordinary ideas.

She silently lowered her head, and after a while, her eyes regained some focus. She tugged at Wen Mo's sleeve and said, "Four more years."

"...There's no need to count so precisely."

It's impossible to go to the civil affairs bureau as soon as you reach the legal age; Lianbao was only a sophomore in college at that time.

Getting married in your sophomore year of college? That's interesting.

"No, can we get married?" Seeing that Wen Mo seemed a little unwilling, Xia Lian lowered her head in disappointment, and even the strength to hold onto his clothes lessened considerably.

Wen Mo quickly waved his hand, "No, no, I just think it might be a little...too early."

Very few people get married in college. It's not that they're unwilling, since they have all the documents in their own hands, and if they want to get a marriage certificate, it only costs 9 yuan.

"I'm just waiting for you to be mentally prepared. Getting married isn't as simple as just getting a marriage certificate," Wen Mo explained patiently.

Just organizing a wedding takes a lot of effort, and you have to inform your parents first, otherwise getting the marriage certificate suddenly might scare them.

"No, we can't get married right now?"

"Yes, you're still too young."

"Can we... have a baby first?"

"..."