Time passed quietly in anticipation. As Gu Liang's due date approached, The entire family remained calm and joyful— Seasoned by experience, Buoyed by love.
Emma had cleared her schedule, Determined to stay by Gu Liang's side every step of the way.
There was no longer cold waiting or anxious pacing outside the delivery room. When Gu Liang was wheeled in, Emma held his hand tightly, Her gaze steady and warm.
"Don't be afraid. I'm right here—just like last time."
This labor was smoother than the first. Gu Liang was in good condition, Following the doctors' guidance with calm focus. Emma, as always, was his unwavering anchor— Her steady pheromones and quiet encouragement Forming a wellspring of strength.
When the second clear cry rang out, Emma's tears spilled again— Not from fear, But from overwhelming joy and gratitude.
"It's a girl. She's perfectly healthy!" The nurse brought over the newborn, Cleaned and swaddled in soft blankets.
She was beautiful— Like a porcelain doll. Fair skin, Delicate features that mirrored Gu Liang's, A tiny mouth gently pursed, Eyes closed in peaceful sleep.
Emma took her carefully. The weight was featherlight— Yet it felt like she was holding the whole world.
She kissed her daughter's round forehead, Then brought her close to Gu Liang, Who was exhausted but radiant with happiness.
"Look," Emma whispered, voice trembling with love, "Our daughter. She looks like you."
Gu Liang reached out, Touched the baby's soft cheek with a fingertip. Tears shimmered in his eyes, But his smile was wide.
"She's so small… so soft…"
"Her big brother's going to be thrilled." Emma laughed, Placing the baby beside Gu Liang's pillow So he could see her better.
The three of them—temporarily just the three— Formed the warmest picture in the world.
Outside, dawn broke. A new day began, Welcoming a new life.
Naming her was effortless.
"Ai Nuan," Gu Liang said softly, Gazing at her sleeping face. "She's like sunlight— Warming our home."
Emma repeated the name silently. It was perfect.
Unlike Ai Nian, who arrived with the weight of redemption, Ai Nuan was born of love and longing. She was their winter sun— Adding light and warmth to an already joyful home.
When Ai Nian came to meet his sister, He surprised everyone with his composure. No tantrums. Just wide-eyed wonder as he peeked into the bassinet.
Then he looked up and said solemnly, "She's small. Nian Nian will protect her."
Emma and Gu Liang couldn't help but laugh, Hearts melting.
Bringing Ai Nuan home marked the start of a new rhythm— Familiar, yet entirely different.
Mornings were still chaotic, But now there were two little ones to care for.
Emma became a multitasking marvel— Soothing a hungry, fussing baby in one arm While using her eyes to guide her son, Who was struggling to put on his socks—backwards.
Gu Liang took charge of feeding and calming their daughter. His Omega instincts glowed even brighter with two children. His pheromones softened further— A warm, invisible net That wrapped the whole family in peace.
Emma's love evolved again. She wasn't just a devoted partner— She was a "super mom," Juggling two children with grace.
She could gently teach Ai Nian to share When his toys were "stolen" by his baby sister. She could wake in the middle of the night To check diapers and feed Ai Nuan Without disturbing Gu Liang's rest.
She even learned to tell stories to both children at once— One arm cradling her daughter, The other around her son, Voice low and soothing, Spinning tales of princes and princesses, Dinosaurs and monsters.
Gu Liang often stood in the doorway, Watching them, Thinking: This is the most beautiful sight in the world.
At night, When both children were finally asleep, The world returned to just the two of them.
They spoke less now. Often, they simply held each other in silence.
But that silence was no longer cold or awkward. It was full of understanding. Full of peace.
Emma would gently stroke Gu Liang's healing body, Her fingers filled with tenderness. She'd think of their first meeting, Of the pain they once caused each other, Of the shock and chaos of their first pregnancy, Of the tears they shed in the delivery room, Of every storm they had weathered together.
All of it— Sweet or bitter— Had led to this moment. This weighty, real happiness.
"Gu Liang," she whispered one night, Voice soft with love and calm, "I think… I have no regrets left in this life."
She had him. She had Nian Nian. She had Nuan Nuan. She had a home full of laughter and love.
Gu Liang shifted in her arms, Found a more comfortable spot, And murmured, "I feel the same. Emma, I love you."
"I love you too." She kissed the top of his head. "More every day. More every year."
Love no longer needed to be declared. It lived in every glance, Every touch, Every shared moment of ordinary life.
It was like breath— Present in every day and night.
Outside, moonlight spilled gently through the window, Blanketing the two of them in bed, And the two sleeping angels in the next room.
Their home was now complete. Their love, deeper than ever.
Emma knew— Their story would continue, Written in the warmth of everyday life, In the laughter of children, In the quiet strength of partnership.
Day by day. Night by night. Year after year. Until the very end.
And her love for Gu Liang—
Would only grow richer with time.
Until it became eternal.