The fourth-month belly was already starting to bulge.
At night, after Lin Xinlan had taken a bath and was lying in bed, Rong Shaoze lay beside her, reaching out to caress her stomach.
"Xinlan, have you felt any fetal movement recently?" he asked her.
Lin Xinlan shook her head, "I can only feel there's a life inside, but I haven't felt any movement yet."
Rong Shaoze got up and lay down, pressing his ear gently against her stomach, trying to sense any movement.
"That's not right, I read online that the baby should be moving at four months."
Lin Xinlan lay there lazily, smiling with her eyes half-closed, "Some even say it happens at two months, but when I was pregnant with Xiaocong, it was five months before I felt it."
Rong Shaoze suddenly straightened his smiling lips, his eyes a bit somber.
"Xinlan, I'm sorry for not being by your side when you were pregnant with Xiaocong."
Here we go again.
This man had been apologizing to her a lot lately.
