The time passed somewhat hastily, and in the blink of an eye, four months have gone by, and the New Year has unexpectedly arrived.
These four months felt like a dream to her.
The reason it felt like a dream was because the time passed too quickly.
She came to the military with him as his spouse, and they moved into the house they were allotted.
The house isn't big, but they live in it comfortably.
Ivy always felt that the reason this house felt comfortable was because the whole family of three was living together.
Every evening, he would come back, first to cook for her.
After the baby began to move at four months, he returned to do prenatal education for the child.
He would often sit beside her, gently stroking her belly and rarely speaking to the child with tenderness.
She still remembered last month when Henry Sullivan asked her, "Ivy, do you think this child is a boy or a girl?"
Curious about his thoughts, she asked, "Do you prefer a boy or a girl?"
