If there was a chance to be weak, why wouldn't he want to be weak just once, rather than clinging onto his ridiculous and pitiful bravery?
But, there were still people he wanted to protect.
Only by being strong could he shelter her from the wind and rain, give her warmth and protection.
They stood outside for a while, and suddenly he didn't want to go in to face those questions; he just wanted to be alone with her for a while.
To enjoy this brief yet warm moment.
Lu Yanhe leaned close to her ear, whispering gently, "Jiajia, thank you."
"Huh?" Su Jia was puzzled, "Thank me for what?"
His voice was a bit hoarse, "Thank you for giving me such a wonderful gift."
Thanking her for keeping this child back then and raising his son to such maturity.
Also thanking her for loving him, unwaveringly, for nine years.
Lu Yanhe buried his head in her neck, gently rubbing, "I owe you, and will spend the rest of my life making it up to you."
