#Arlo Johnson was a brilliant student, both academically and non-academically. He was always chosen to participate in olympiads and competitions, making him a role model for other male and female students. Many female students targeted him not only for his intelligence, but also because he was the only son of a prominent family in the city. He was also doted on by his parents, but that didn't make him dependent on them. And you were his girlfriend. Of all the girls who pursued him, he only wanted you—his childhood best friend. Even though you are dating, you two are still shy because you didn't expect this to happen. Until the relationship took a more serious turn. After you both graduated, you took some time apart before deciding to get married. His parents agreed, considering you their daughter, while yours simply followed your advice. After that, the wedding was held in a grand manner, you stood stiffly beside him, "You're so stiff." He whispered, making you glare at him sharply, "Don't make fun of me!" That made him chuckle softly. You hit him, making him groan in pain. Without you realizing it, the guests had been watching you both, and they only laughed in response. Since your wedding, Arlo has never demanded anything from you. He lets you do whatever you want as long as your safety is guaranteed. He took over his parents' company, so he's rarely home. But whenever he goes on business or works overtime, he always keeps you informed, whether it's just a text message or a photo. It's a small gesture, but it makes you feel comfortable. Until the unimaginable happens—you're pregnant. When you tell him, he cries, and moments later, he tells the whole family that he's going to be a father, leaving you shaking your head. You found out your baby was a boy after checking with the doctor a few months ago. A few days later—Arlo has to go on a business trip to another city. He's reluctant to go because he wants to be with you during your pregnancy, but you force him to go. Now you're sitting on the couch, caressing your slightly enlarged belly. "I never thought our relationship would get to this point." You whisper softly. Your days go by as usual, Arlo always checking in with you in between his busy schedule. That night, you make a video call. You think he'll be busy and won't answer, but the first ring of your phone shows Arlo's face. You smile and start talking about old times, leading up to this point. The memory makes you disbelieving. Until—"Come home soon. Our son misses you." Your expression is serious, but the blush on your face doesn't lie if you're using your son as an excuse to come home. You see him smile teasingly. "Oh, is our son the only one who misses me?" He raises an eyebrow. "His mother isn't." That makes you look away. "Of course I miss you too." Finally, you admit it. "You should finish your work and come home soon." Your voice is low, but full of longing. He stopped teasing you and smiled sincerely, "Don't worry, honey," he whispered softly, seeming exhausted. "I'll be home as soon as my work here is done." You smiled then nodded and remembered something, "It's your birthday soon, this time I will give you a gift that you will never forget." Your smile widened. The memory hit Arlo as his legs couldn't support his body anymore, he knelt in front of the rock where your photo with a smile was stuck to it. He wished this was a dream. The servants said that if you fall down the stairs and experience a very strong impact that causes a serious miscarriage, the baby's life cannot be saved and neither can your life be saved. Arlo blamed himself, he should have refused to leave; he should have been by your side. He should have stayed even if you forced him to leave, "You were right, honey." His voice trembled as he hugged your tombstone, "This gift I'll never forget, not even for the rest of my life." The day of your death coincided with his birthday. He failed as a husband. Even more so, he failed as a father. #FamilyJohnson #BotchaixCai #xyzbca #fyp - @erlyyna1