Chen Lu still remembers the snowflakes that fell on his shoulder. Even though the wind was so strong, it felt as if these two little lives were secretly patting his shoulder, playfully telling him: We're coming.

His eyes welled up with tears without him even realizing it. He gently took Liang Zhirou's hand and placed it on his cheek. "Let me guess, is your sister's name Chen Muxue?"

The reason Chen Lu made this guess was that he thought Liang Zhirou might have chosen those two characters from the phrase "sitting and watching the clouds rise".

Then, without realizing it, he thought of the phrase "black hair in the morning turns to snow by evening".

The combination of the brother and sister's names perfectly encapsulates the scene at the time of their birth.

Liang Zhirou was taken aback, but after realizing that the two seemed to be on the same wavelength, she smiled gently, her eyes full of tenderness, and said, "Mm!"

Clouds rise, evening snow falls...

It's very vivid.

Chen Lu always felt that whenever he read the name, he could think of the dark clouds that filled the sky when he arrived at the hospital, and the heavy snow that fell like goose feathers at dusk.

But he will never forget the way Liang Zhirou looked with tears welling up in her eyes during labor pains.

And now, seeing Liang Zhirou's usually clear and beautiful eyes now drooping weakly, his heart aches with every twitch.

"What's wrong? I didn't cry." Liang Zhirou reached out and touched the corner of his eye.

It's so strange. This little crybaby has managed to hold back her tears, while Chen Lu, who rarely cries, has had tears in his eyes the whole time.

Chen Lu chuckled softly and gently kissed the back of her hand.

"Zhirou, thank you, thank you for marrying me."

"I... I also want to thank you for being willing to marry me..."