Lu You and Cheng Zhou sat on a bench nearby, occasionally exchanging a few words in hushed tones, but their eyes remained fixed on the delivery room door and Lu Rang.
Lu Rang stood there, maintaining an almost unchanging posture, from dusk till nightfall, until the faint first light appeared on the horizon.
The nurse came out once during that time and said a few words.
"The mother's condition is stable and the cervix is dilating. Please wait patiently."
Lu Rang simply nodded hastily, his throat bobbing, but no sound came out.
As the first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the window at the end of the corridor, dispelling the silence of the night, the delivery room door finally opened again.
A nurse came out smiling: "Shang Wu's family? Mother and daughter are safe and sound. She's a very beautiful young lady."
Almost the instant the words were spoken, the figure that had been frozen all night suddenly moved.
Lu Rang didn't even look at the tiny swaddled baby in the nurse's arms. Like a gust of wind, he almost stumbled into the delivery room.
Lu You and Cheng Zhou immediately went to check on the child, a tiny, rosy-cheeked bundle, eyes closed, fast asleep.
The delivery room was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.
Shang Wu lay on the hospital bed, her face pale, her hair damp with sweat, clinging to her forehead and cheeks. She exuded extreme weakness, yet possessed an indescribable, gentle radiance befitting a new mother.
Lu Rang rushed to the bedside, bent down, and carefully, as if afraid of breaking her.
His eyes were red, bloodshot, and all the anxiety and worry of the night had turned into a torrent of heartache.
Lu Rang reached out, his fingertips trembling almost imperceptibly, and gently brushed away the sweat-dampened hair on Shang Wu's forehead. With a warm towel, he wiped the sweat from her face little by little.
“Awu…”
He called out softly, his voice hoarse, a thousand words stuck in his throat, ultimately turning into repeated wiping motions.
Shang Wu was exhausted and didn't even have the strength to lift her hand. She could only look at him, at his red eyes, at his careful movements, and her heart melted.
At this moment, Lu You, carrying the swaddled baby, walked in with Cheng Zhou.
Looking at her younger brother's appearance, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and tease, "Oh, our CEO Lu has been standing outside all night, almost turning into a statue waiting for his wife, not daring to move an inch, but now he's moving so nimbly."
Shang Wu smiled weakly, her gaze shifting to the child in Lu You's arms, a gentle light appearing in her eyes: "It's a girl, isn't it?"
"Yes, six pounds and three ounces, very healthy."
Lu You brought the child closer so that Shang Wu could see him clearly.
The tiny baby had a wrinkled, red face, like a little monkey, but in Shang Wu's eyes, it was incredibly cute.
A surge of joy and satisfaction welled up inside her, and she whispered, "That's wonderful! Let's all work together to help her think of a nickname."
Lu Rang seemed not to hear the topic of children; all his attention was on Shang Wu.
He held Shang Wu's hand tightly against his cheek, feeling her faint body temperature, and whispered to her.
"Thank you for your hard work, Awu."
Lu Rang's voice was almost overflowing with heartache.
Shang Wu gently squeezed his hand back, her fingertips tickling his palm in a comforting way: "I'm fine. Look, how cute the baby is."
Lu Rang then managed to spare a glance for the swaddled baby, but it was only a fleeting look before his gaze immediately returned to Shang Wu's face.
Cheng Zhou spoke gently from the side: "The most important thing is that my sister is safe. Her nickname should have a good meaning and sound gentle."
Lu You found it both funny and touching to see Lu Rang's eyes only on Shang Wu.
She pondered for a moment, her gaze sweeping over Shang Wu's pale yet smiling face, then looking at her niece in swaddling clothes, when a sudden inspiration struck her.
"How about calling her Yuwu?" Lu You asked, her voice clear and bright. "Yu is a homonym for my mother's surname, meaning gentle and precious."
"The word 'wu' comes from the character 'wu' in 'Shangwu,' meaning hazy and beautiful. It is a commemoration and also symbolizes that our little baby is as steadfast and gentle as jade, and as pure and lovely as the morning mist."
Shang Wu murmured and repeated, "Yu Wu, Lu Yu Wu..."
She looked at Lu Rang, her eyes filled with questioning and joy.
Lu Rang's gaze finally shifted from Shang Wu's face to the tiny life.
He was silent for a moment, then looked at Shang Wu again. The redness in his eyes had not faded, but something deeper had settled in.
He tightened his grip on her hand and uttered two words in a low, firm voice.
"It sounds nice."
It's not an evaluation of the name, but an affirmation and appreciation of everything that comes from it.
The rising sun shone through the window of the delivery room, casting a warm and soft golden glow on the family of three, as well as their sister and brother-in-law who were sharing in their joy.
They smiled at each other, now truly becoming parents for the first time, filled only with anticipation, without fear or anxiety.
Soon the doctor came over, examined Shang Wu's condition, and nodded slightly to Lu Rang and the others.
"You can all leave now. The new mother needs to rest to recover her strength. In addition, you can prepare nutritious meals for her."
Lu Rang listened carefully, nodded slightly, and left with Lu You and the others.
Once outside, Lu You cautiously asked, "Lu Rang, you really like this name, right? Did you agree to use it without any consideration?"
"Well, if A-Wu likes it, then there's nothing wrong with it. Besides, what's wrong with you, her aunt, naming the child?" Lu Rang didn't seem to care at all.
Lu You exclaimed excitedly, "I will definitely cherish her from now on and give my Wuwu the best things in the world!"
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