The man handed the flowers to her, softly saying, "From now on, one bouquet every day…" As long as he was alive, he would give her a bouquet every day, without fail.
The man's thin lips curled up in a slow smile. He gently tousled her hair affectionately, "Your hair has gotten longer…" He shouldn't have to wait too much longer to see her waist-length hair again. He hoped…that he could wait.
He turned towards Ai, who breathed steadily asleep. He carefully nestled their baby boy beside her chest and kissed her forehead with the most scintillating smile on his lips. "Our Ailun is here, Ai."