What happened?

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The moon hung high in the sky, its soft light filtering through the window as Junhui knelt before Minghao, his heart racing with a mixture of excitement and calm certainty. His eyes shimmered with love as he reached for Minghao’s hand, holding it with gentle reverence. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in a moment that felt like it had been woven from dreams.

“Minghao,” Junhui began, his voice low and tender. “You are my everything. From the first moment I laid eyes on you, I knew my life would never be the same. I don’t want to spend another moment without you by my side. Will you marry me?”

Minghao's breath hitched as his heart swelled with emotion. Tears glistened in his eyes as he gazed at Junhui, overwhelmed by the depth of love he felt in this moment. “Yes,” he whispered, his voice trembling with joy. “Yes, a thousand times, yes.”

They embraced, holding each other tightly as if afraid the moment might slip away, but they knew that this was just the beginning of their forever.

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The day they decided to tell Minghao’s mother was filled with quiet anticipation. Minghao had always wondered how she would react, and though his heart was full of hope, he couldn’t help the small flutter of nervousness that tugged at him. Junhui stood beside him, his presence grounding him, their hands intertwined as they waited for the inevitable moment of truth.

When Minghao’s mother finally entered the room, her sharp eyes softened as they landed on the two of them. There was a long pause, then a sigh, one that held years of love and understanding. She stepped toward Minghao, gently placing her hands on his shoulders before pulling him into a hug.

“Whatever makes you happy, my son,” she whispered against his ear, a smile warming her face. Minghao clung to her for a moment longer, tears of relief slipping from his eyes as he felt the acceptance he had longed for.

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Their wedding day dawned with the kind of sunlight that feels like a blessing from the heavens. The gentle rays bathed everything in a golden glow as they stood before each other, dressed in flowing garments that seemed to enhance the radiance of their love. Minghao couldn’t help but admire how Junhui looked, his beauty rivaling the sun itself, while Junhui gazed at Minghao with the awe of a man who had found his home in another’s soul.

“You look breathtaking,” Junhui whispered as they stood at the altar, his voice barely audible over the soft murmur of the guests.

“So do you,” Minghao replied, his eyes shining as if he had been given the greatest gift the world could offer.

The ceremony was filled with moments of pure magic, each vow spoken like poetry. As they exchanged rings, the world seemed to hold its breath, witnessing a love so profound that it felt like the universe itself had conspired to bring them together.

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Life together was nothing short of a masterpiece. Every day held small moments of joy—a shared laugh over breakfast, a quiet evening spent watching the stars, the simple comfort of falling asleep in each other’s arms. They grew together, learning each other’s rhythms, loving each other more deeply with every passing day.

One evening, they sat by the fireplace, the warmth of the flames casting a soft glow over their peaceful life. Minghao rested his head on Junhui’s shoulder, their fingers intertwined as they talked about everything and nothing. These were the moments they cherished the most—the quiet in-between, where love was simply the air they breathed.

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But the most beautiful moment of their lives arrived one morning when Minghao woke with an inexplicable feeling of wonder stirring inside him. He couldn’t place it at first, the sensation was so delicate, like a whisper carried by the wind. But as he placed a hand over his abdomen, something within him sparked—a deep, undeniable knowing.

Tears welled in his eyes as he gently shook Junhui awake, his voice barely above a whisper. “Jun… I think… I think I’m pregnant.”

Junhui’s eyes widened in disbelief, then softened with awe as he gazed at Minghao. Slowly, he placed his hand over Minghao’s, feeling the life that was just beginning to grow inside. “Our child…” he whispered, his voice breaking with emotion.

They sat in silence for a long moment, overwhelmed by the beauty of the life they had created together. Minghao’s tears fell freely now, and Junhui kissed them away, his heart swelling with love for both his mate and the tiny life that now connected them even more deeply.

“We’re going to be parents,” Junhui murmured, pulling Minghao into a gentle embrace. “And I know we’ll give our child the kind of love that fills every corner of their world.”

The air around them seemed to hum with magic, the moment enchanted with the promise of a future so bright and full of love it felt almost impossible to contain. It was in this moment they realized that their love was not just for them anymore—it was for the life they had created, the family they were destined to be.

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Years later, Junhui sat with a soft smile, telling their story while looking at Li Na, their child, who was perched on his knee, eyes wide with fascination.

“And then,” Junhui said, his voice filled with warmth, “we lived a life filled with love and joy, with moments that made us feel like the luckiest people in the world.”

Li Na blinked up at him, her small face full of curiosity. “And then, what happened?” she asked, her voice filled with wonder.

Junhui glanced at Myungho, who felt an overwhelming rush of emotion—a deep, powerful feeling that wrapped around his heart like the warmest embrace. He was remembering something. It was like a rush of euphoria.

“And then…” Junhui whispered.

"Dada, I feel sleepy." Junhui smiles and says hushed. "Come here!."

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