The system forced me to complete the strategy script

Tan Yu's first thought was to speak for his husband.

"Song'er, now let's think back on every detail of our life with daddy, okay? There are many things you don't know, and some of your daddy's sacrifices are things you didn't realize."

Little Tan Song listened obediently with his hazy eyes. The streets were decorated with lights, the strange crowds of people, and the ingot that kept whining. The road home seemed to be extra long tonight.

The child and the father of the client's child both cried.

The uncomfortable pain during pregnancy and childbirth...

The scar on my belly...

Those nights when I wake up energetically to put my children to bed...

I personally sewed the puncture wounds on my clothes under candles...

When the child is sick, the mother is not the only one who takes care of her without clothes. It is not only the mother who is anxious and unable to sleep, but also the father who is not good at expressing love...

There are so many more loving moments...

"Song'er, how could Daddy not love you? Daddy is also a father for the first time. He is also learning to be a father. Just like me, he is trying to be your mother for the first time."

"Dad's past has shaped his character. You can't generalize. Less passionate love is also love. It's good for you to grow up and have your own thoughts. But if you look back patiently at the past, what solid points can be proved? Where is that negative thought you have?”

"You look so good every day, who gets up early to dress you up? Song'er, you judge people by their marks rather than their hearts. The reason why I say sweet words every day is because your father needs my love."

"Your dad is just like you. You need love to nourish you and grow up. He also needs love to make sure that he is loved. He is just like you and his need for love is higher than ordinary people."

"Song'er, we gave birth to you to make you feel beautiful. If we didn't do a good job, we apologize. I'm sorry, Song'er, maybe the words don't express what I mean, but we really love you."

Tan Yu also cried silently. She really didn't want her children to be disappointed in the world because of this.

Chen Jiyue looked at his crying wife who spoke for him. The wife and husband looked at each other, saying nothing, and his sour heart was filled with joy and sorrow.

No matter what passers-by thought, the family of three shed tears and told each other their true thoughts, as if no one was watching.

"Mom~, Daddy~, I'm sorry, it was Song'er who was wrong, I won't think that way anymore...wuwuwu..."

Little Tan Song was so sad that she sobbed loudly and wiped the big tears falling down her face with her beautiful sleeves.

Chen Jiyue apologetically stretched out her hand to wipe away Xiao Tan Song's tears. He did feel guilty. He couldn't be as calm as his wife.

He apologized: "I'm sorry, Song'er, people will be tired of the things they care about. I won't lie to you. I did have a preference for girls over boys before, but now, I swear to God, your arrival has made me wake up." I'm glad, I may not be the good dad you expected, but I really love you."

"If you think I'm not being obvious, then just tell me, just do whatever you expect me to do, and I can change to a more obvious way of loving you."

"To be honest, my childhood was not happy at all. No one taught me how to love others and myself. It was only after your mother appeared that I learned how to love myself and others."

Chen Jiyue opened her arms and prayed for her child to come into her arms.

"Song'er, I love you, let me hug you, okay? Forgive dad, I'm sorry, I, I'm sorry for you a lot..."

Little Tan Song puffed up her cheeks, her nose and cheeks were pink, and she was crying hard.

He felt it, really felt the deep and passionate love beneath the surface of his mother's careless raising of the child.

With one pounce, little Tan Song wrapped his hands and feet around his beautiful father, and his round ass was still being supported by the worried mother behind him.

"Ooooh, Daddy! I love you too—!"

Yuanbao tilted his head and looked at his masters. He watched and rubbed around their masters' legs and feet.

Tan Yu also hugged him and looked up. He saw a big word "Fu" posted on the door covered with black graffiti, and the lantern at the door was warm and yellow.

It turns out that home has arrived early.

Later, Chen Jiyue made up for Xiao Tan Song a lot, and he was trying to become a better father.

Looking at the beautiful man playing with his child with his pregnant belly, Tan Yu laughed out loud while lying on the table.

"Mom, stop giggling, come here and help us~"

"Okay~, your mother, I'll come."

The weather in the twelfth lunar month of winter is getting colder and colder, and what I see when I look up at night are still falling snowflakes.

Tan Yu held Chen Jiyue tightly in his arms and carefully polished her husband's beautiful, plump hands with a file.

Chen Jiyue curled up in her arms with confidence and peace of mind. In such a cold winter, he could not feel the slightest chill.

"My wife, such a beautiful day is so unreal, it seems like a fleeting dream."

After hearing this, Tan Yu's eyes turned red instantly.

What Tan Yu endured in her heart was the pain of knowing they would be separated. She hid her sadness. Why did she feel sad so early? ?

Isn’t it still a few decades away? ?

People are destined to die from the moment they are born, but everyone is still trying their best to live, and everyone is rushing towards death enthusiastically. The one-way road to death is filled with thorns and flowers bred with joy and sorrow.

However, facing the inevitable future with such a clear mind, why can't I still feel sad?

Tan Yu took back the file and buried his tearful face in the fragrant neck of his husband.

"Jiyue, all this is not a dream. I used to live in a hazy state, only allowing myself to hide in my weaved imaginations. But with you, I can live a real life."

Chen Jiyue did not expect that his wife would be more sentimental than him today, and he could clearly feel the wetness on his shoulders.

Sure enough, the frosty winter is suitable for sadness.

We are now an old married couple, sharing all our sorrows and joys.

Chen Jiyue sat astride Tan Yu with a big belly, holding his sad wife tightly in his arms, and Tan Yu also tightened her arms around his waist, who was pregnant with her child.

"Master Wife, cry, let's cry together."

This winter night is suitable for lovers to cuddle up with each other.

The loud firecrackers dyed the white ground red, it was another new year, and the happy family had a baby girl, Tan Zhiyue.

In the waxing and waning of the bright moon, only the pond water is clear.

"Host, the strategy value has already exceeded 100%. Chen Jiyue's love for you is full and has no upper limit. He really loves you terribly...Host, congratulations on your successful completion of the mission."

Tan Yu held little Zhiyue in his arms and leaned against Chen Jiyue's arms to enjoy the snow scenery, her warm cloak wrapped in warmth.

"333, thank you. I understand. The unexpected is expected. We will have a good time in the coming days."

Shota 333 spins gorgeously in circles, giving it an overwhelming sense of achievement.

Yuan Bao played wildly in the snow with his little master. Wrapped in thick clothes, he raised his buttocks and used his paws to continuously dig up the snow to Tan Song, who was building a snowman.

"It's snowing! It's snowing!"

"Two little painters came to the snow. Yuan Bao painted plum blossoms, and Song'er painted footprints. They didn't need paint or pens. They could create a painting in just a few steps."

Tan Yu's voice was very cheerful, causing little Zhiyue in her arms to happily shake her chubby little hands.

"Mom~, you are singing this song again!"

Chen Jiyue threw the two warm dates to Xiao Tan Song, who was building a snowman in the snow, "Song'er, the cores after eating can be used as the snowman's big eyes!"

Little Tan Song, who was wearing a furry and red tiger head hat, caught it accurately, with a smile of surprise on his red face.

"Yeah! Daddy~, I've done it, and my sister can enjoy it too!"

"Yeah, Song'er is awesome! My sister will definitely like your masterpiece, brother!"

The best way to balance a child's mind is to prefer both. Chen Jiyue, whose mentality has changed drastically, knows this well.

Under the empty bird's nest under the eaves of the blue tile roof.

Tan Yu raised his head and begged for a kiss affectionately, with strong love in his eyes.

"Jiyue, I love you."

Chen Jiyue smiled extraordinarily gently, lowered her head and hugged her tightly for a kiss.

"My wife, I love you too."

The snowman is piled up.

Green jujube eyes, red bean nose, bracketed smile, banyan tree hands, and a red scarf wrapped in a bow around her white neck.

It begins with an embarrassing encounter in a different time and space, and ends with learning to love others and self through the experience.

For the rest of our lives, our broken bodies will be reborn with the love of death.

On the way home, I chose to walk slowly this time.

Love with all my heart, if it goes too fast, I will never have it again.

I know better than anyone else that you don’t belong to this world where sincerity is rare, but I really can’t find someone like you in real life who cares about me so much, who is willing to give everything to treat me well, and who persistently prays for my love.

You may not be perfect, but neither am I. At least this redemption strategy script can be perfect in the world you live in.

In a world without you, I will learn to eat well by myself, sleep well by myself, and live well by myself... I will spend the rest of my life thinking about you, the only one I have ever loved.

Only I know that you existed. This feeling is both sweet and sour. It always makes me want to hold you in my arms when I dream back at midnight.

"Jiyue, you are not broken, you are worthy, you are my willing choice."

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