As expected, the midwife said, "Congratulations, madam and young lady are safe.",Hair as fiery red as pomegranate blossoms cascaded down her shoulders, and her eyes were the same brilliant crimson as her locks. Yet, there was no arrogance or flamboyance to match their color. Instead, they resembled a lake rippling in the wind.,Ugh, even though I've never been in a relationship before, I know this feeling. What should I do How should I handle this! I don't want to just watch my parents have their own love story unfold right here!。