"Sinking Moon (Pregnant Dad)" | Hilarious Hubbub

The twilight descends.

I stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, which can be described as enormous, watching all kinds of fireworks continuously blooming into beautiful shapes in the sky, and I am somewhat moved.

Time has been quietly repeating its own steps. I thought it was always slow, but when I occasionally look back, I realize that it is secretly and hurriedly passing.

And it never goes back and forth.

After tonight, it will be a new year, 2037. What should I do?

I touch my protruding belly, not knowing how I feel.

Luo Luo and I got married the year before last year. Last year, she said she wanted a child, and I agreed. Then she proposed that the task of pregnancy should be handed over to me.