I have children for my wife.
I have children for my wife.
I don’t think so. I’ll see you when I move.
The pregnant wife said she wasn’t getting along well with my mom, and I thought she was just being nice.
Until one day, I woke up in the middle of the night and felt my stomach sunk.
I’m eight months pregnant after all… wait, no!
I’m a man!
I didn’t have time to think. I felt like I was going to pee.
I’m gonna go to the bathroom and get up for a second.
What’s going on?
Why is my body so heavy and so painful?
All of a sudden, I felt like something was moving in my stomach, and it made me creepy.
I’m shaking my hands to touch my stomach, but I feel my belly like a balloon.
What’s going on?
I was afraid to come out of my atmosphere, to hold my breath to the bathroom, to turn on the light and finally scream in the mirror.
My eight-month-old wife in the mirror!
The next second, the bathroom door was opened again, and I was face-to-face.
It’s me standing across the street!
I changed my body with Cheng?
What the hell is going on?
While we were staring at each other and not feeling well, the bedroom door was sorely pushed.
And then my mother’s loud voice started with some impatience:
Ching, what are you doing? I’m sorry.
“Mom, it’s okay. I’m sorry.
My mother heard my voice, so she took it easy:
“You know something, you have work to do tomorrow. You have to understand him and let him rest, okay? I’m sorry.
“I know Mom. I’m sorry.
My mom grunted, and that’s why she left.
Make sure my mom leaves, so I’m whispering:
“What the hell is going on? I’m sorry.
She asked me, “How should I know? I’m sorry.
Suddenly, when the wind blows, I can’t help but sneeze and then I feel the next heat.
I’m starting to panic. What’s going on?
And I looked at it as if I had foreseen it, and I said, “It’s probably a leak.” I’m sorry.
Pee?
I went on to say, “The uterus oppresses the bladder, and it leaks when I sneeze. I’ll help you clean up.” I’m sorry.
I can’t accept it: “But I never heard you say it.” I’m sorry.
“I didn’t say it, it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.” I’m sorry.
I’m speechless.
When Cheng helped me clean up, I was probably overexhausted and I was not physically strong enough to fall asleep in bed.
I didn’t know how long it took me to wake up.
Listen carefully, it’s my mom’s voice:
Cheng, get up. I’ll take you outside. I’m sorry.
I barely got up on my bed, and this time I’m in pain.
My mom came in and stood by the bed, and she saw me swallowing, and she said:
“I’ve never seen a pregnant woman like you! Get up and walk! I’m sorry.
I look up and the clock points to 7:30, and the other half of the bed is empty.
“Chang… oh, no. Where’s Cai? I’m sorry.
My mom flipped her white eyes and turned her head and went out and said:
“I got up early in the morning to work, and there’s a guy in the house who has to make money to support his family! I’m sorry.
Cheng is at work?
Oh, yeah, we used to be in the same department, and she was even more capable of doing business than I was.
But what do you mean there’s still one lying around?
“Mom, didn’t I tell you, Cheng Jing I’m pregnant and the doctor said I needed to stay in bed for a baby, so I quit. I’m sorry.
I tried to argue for myself.
But it seemed like my mom didn’t care what I said, as if she hadn’t heard, and she brought me a boiled egg from the kitchen, pointing to a glass of milk on the table: “Eat it, eat it. I’m sorry.
I picked the eggs, cold!
Cheng’s pregnant, that’s all? My mother took it wrong?
I lifted the eggs up, “Mom, the eggs are cold. I’m sorry.
My mom looked at me again, and she broke my face: “What, you eat like this every day and today you’re not satisfied? I’m sorry.
Every day?
Is it even cold to eat such a simple breakfast at home?
Mom makes me breakfast every day. Hot porridge, vegetables, fried eggs, hot milk. I thought that was the way it was.
Is it because of the recent increase in prices and the cost of living I gave my mother?
Yeah, I guess so.
It’s not easy for my mom to do housework every day, and I’ll give her more to improve the breakfast.
I didn’t say anything, I was hungry, and I swallowed eggs with milk.
After eating it for two minutes, my mother pressed me to change clothes and shoes, and we went out! I’m sorry.
I was pushed to my head and I went out with Mom.
My mother walked so fast, the little old lady was so well, so fast, I tried to keep up with her, but my stomach hurt.
All of a sudden, the austere pain struck me, and I took a breath, I couldn’t move, and I had to stand, hold my arms, and touch my stomach in an attempt to relieve the pain.
Good thing it doesn’t seem like much. It’s gone in four or five minutes. I can do it again.
And look up, my mother’s back is so far apart, she’s going to disappear.
I was so busy trying to keep up, but after a few quick steps, the pain came.
And all I had to do was stand still and hang on.
There’s a nice aunt, hold me, and ask, “You look so white, why are you out of your stomach? I’m sorry.
I waved, tried to point me forward, but found out I couldn’t see my mother at all…
I just had to nod my head and say, “Yes, next time I won’t come out.” I’m sorry.
My aunt tried to take me home, and I turned down and moved home slowly.
On the way home, I caught up with a few stomachaches, and the lower body fell down like a scale.
I’ve been feeling so sick. Why did you go out with my mother?
Doesn’t her stomach hurt? I’m not feeling well this time?
Probably occasionally, after all, never heard her mention before.
I had no choice but to sit on the steps in the stairwell until Mom came back and opened the door.
It was more than an hour before my mother came back late with a full of ribs and meat.
Oh, I told you, Mom wasn’t being hard on you, she was just spending the rest of her life on a proper meal.
But my mom, like she didn’t see me, squeezed her feet around me, put the bag in, and touched a bunch of keys and opened the door.
I went in behind her and heard her whispering and only heard the word “slut” and “sweet”.
I didn’t go back and argue with her. After all, she was talking about me, not me.
Besides, I’ll have my favorite ribs later.
I just didn’t think it would be nice if you didn’t come to the table at noon.
I watched a plate of vegetables left over at the table for lunch.
And I asked, “Mama, didn’t you buy ribs at noon?” I’m sorry.
My mom’s eating like she didn’t hear.
I repeat, but she still hasn’t responded as if I were air.
When did this happen?
I’ve never been treated like this by my mother, and she’s always been very good to me.
I came back when I couldn’t figure out what was going on.
I looked at my mother’s face, and she was turned upside down, and the broken mouth was lifted out, and the wrinkled face was as good as the lamb.
She was all red and smiled at Cheng: “Oh, my God, you’re back! Come on, you’ve just cooked your own ribs. I’ll bring you some. It’s hot! I’m sorry.
My mother said to her side of the ribs, “The heart just said it wanted to eat the ribs. I said she was not happy about me until it was made.” It’s my wife’s fault. He’s getting old and slow. I’m sorry.
What? What did my mom say?
Does that sound like I’m making a scene?
It’s not like that!
I looked up.
I looked at it with a faint eye, and put a rib in my bowl, and then slow down:
“Think, that’s not right. Mom’s not a nanny. You should understand. Don’t get in trouble. I’m sorry.
Shit!
I’m blinded by this co-operation.
“I didn’t! I’m sorry.
But the two of them have already begun to make the usual conversation, and I have been completely ignored.
And when I looked at their mother and their son’s filial appearance, I felt that it was such that I knew each other.
Isn’t that the old me and my mom?
After dinner, Cheng went back to the bedroom.
I just wanted to talk about today, so I said she was going on a business trip.
I’m in a hurry. How can I? I’m about to have a baby!
What’s wrong with this?
It’s still like that.
“I don’t want to go on business, but it’s not worth commending to think that my wife is pregnant and I’m still on the run to make value for the company. I’m sorry.
I’m interrupting her, and I’m saying, “What’s the value of not even my wife?” I’m sorry.
I looked at him with my head down, playing with a lighter, and heard that.
“But you applied for it a month ago, when I was seven months pregnant. I’m sorry.
Ah, this.
I remember.
At the time, I was told that there was only one escort to give birth, that there was no replacement, and I was tired, and I had a problem just to avoid having a baby.
I’m speechless.
And I will not let my heart pass, but I will not care. You can’t go anyway!”
It’s the first time I’ve seen her look out of my face in years and even a chilling feeling.
She said, “It is not up to you. I’m sorry.
I can’t help but step back.
“What’s so terrible about your mother taking care of you? I’m sorry.
That being said, there’s always something wrong with me.
I didn’t figure out what was wrong until Cheng was really on a trip and my mom woke me up early in the morning.
Now my mother is not my mother!
She’s Cheng’s mother-in-law!
This time, no matter what my mother shouts, I’m lying in bed.
I didn’t think she’d come straight to me.
I was scared and I lost control of the yelling, “Let go! I’m sorry.
My mother fainted, and then she fell on her face, and her eyes were like, “How dare you go to hell without me? I’m sorry.
I see. It only works if you say “good” .
I pulled out my phone, I was gonna call Cheng, and my mom smiled:
“Yo, how can you complain? Didn’t you tell Gu Yi how to get back to you? I’m sorry.
You told me?
I tried to search my head.
It’s like that.
At that time, we were in the bedroom, and I was like,
“Lee, Mom always told me to go out for a walk this morning. I can’t walk. Tell Mom, stop calling me. I’m sorry.
When her voice was down, the bedroom door was pushed and my mom came in from the outside with her head around her chest, and she went in our way:
“Son, I am for your daughter-in-law! It’s good to move on! It’s a woman’s blessing! I’m sorry.
How did I get back?
I said…
“My mother’s right. It’s good for a woman. Be patient. I’m sorry.
I threw.
This is the newspaper?
You threw a stone at your feet!
My mother started to drag me again without waiting for me to come back. I’m telling you, you have to walk. This baby has to work! I’m sorry.
I quickly called Cheng, opened the door and cried:
“Come and tell Mom I won’t walk! Don’t walk!”
He was silent for a few seconds, then cleared his voice and said, “Mom, don’t push her to walk, let her lie down if she wants. I’m sorry.
“Son of a fool! You don’t understand! It’s for her sake!”
My mom jumped up and tried to rob the phone, and I hung up in time to meet her eyes, and I turned on her.
She grunted and fell away.
I’ve been crying for a long time!
But the dawn of victory lasted only 10 minutes.
Because I saw my breakfast.
Breakfast, two, cold eggs.
I can’t believe this.
Before I went on a business trip, I transferred $5,000 to my mother.
It’s important to stress that it’s an extra meal for me alone.
Mom laughed and took off a nice old lady.
I thought the food problem was solved.
And then, cold eggs, one into two!
Yes!
Trying to get rid of me with these things. No way!
I didn’t touch the eggs, turned around and flipped a steak out of the fridge and fried it for breakfast.
Don’t say it’s hard for pregnant women to do these things with their stomachs.
I can’t get up, I can’t get down, I feel a little dizzy sometimes.
And my mom was standing right behind me, watching me finish all this, not even a word of concern.
Breakfast is over, while lunch and dinner are still free of veggies and leftovers for the last meal.
I told my mom to make her meat and she didn’t listen.
Every meal I finish, I pour the leftovers, and then the next meal, there’s just one missing on the table!
Two people, one of them a pregnant woman, had a meal and nothing else.
It looks like Cheng’s five grand.
I tried to communicate with my mother again.
“Mom, I’m a pregnant woman, I can’t eat leftovers, I can’t eat meat, I can’t eat nothing like this, I can’t eat anything. I’m sorry.
My mom brushed her shivers with her eyes and didn’t react to what I said.
Here we go again!
And a fire rose from the bottom of my heart, burning my heart, so that I could breathe.
I can’t help but say it out loud:
“Are you deaf? Can’t I hear you? I’m sorry.
Maybe she was too gentle at the moment, and my mom had a rare look at me.
And then I guess I’m gonna figure out that I can’t take a wave, and she’s on the sofa and she’s lazy and she doesn’t care.
“I’ll cook for you so much you can cook for yourself I’m sorry.
Shit!
When she became pregnant, she insisted on taking care of Cheng!
What are you doing now?
“I’ll call Gu Yi!”
I stood in the living room, I reached out, I was out.
I didn’t know the phone was ringing, and I was just “Hello” there, and my mom jumped on the phone and shouted with a cry:
“O son, your daughter-in-law is too hard to handle! She’s not satisfied with what I do, and she’s mad at me! Mom’s dying! I’m sorry.
Me? Me?
What the hell?
I finally got back to it. My mom is a big green tea!
As if she knew what was going on, she said: “Mom, I’m going to invite a cooking aunt, so you can relax. I’m sorry.
“No, no, no!”
“How can people eat their meals, or should I?” It’s a waste of money to others. You have to learn to live. I’m sorry.
“Oh, that’s it,” he said, “Mom, I’ll give you the money and you’ll have to have a nanny.” I’m sorry.
“Yes, yes! I’m sorry.
My mother smiled and turned back into the old lady.
Don’t worry, son. I’ll take care of my heart! I’m sorry.
The phone’s dead.
It’s done.
My mom’s satisfied.
I’m speechless.
I went back to my bedroom and called Cheng. She seemed busy, and the keyboard was ringing.
I asked her, “Did you always eat at home? I’m sorry.
She said, “Hmm, that’s it.”
I was silent for a moment and I asked:
“Why didn’t you tell me? I’m sorry.
There was a smile on the other side of the phone and the keyboard stopped.
“I’ll help you think about it. Do you remember when I told you I wanted to find a cooking aunt? I’m sorry.
I’m in a hurry: “I can’t tell by being so euphemistic.” Just tell me what you’re eating. I’m sorry.
The mood of the heart of the process has not fluctuated: “Will you believe me when I say it?” I’m sorry.
I’m silent.
How can I believe that a hot, fragrance breakfast will be taken off the table after I’m finished and turned into a cold, boiled egg?
How could I believe that when I came home, I had to show up on the table and disappear when I was away?
How can I believe that my mother, who speaks in front of me, will take good care of her heart and peace, turning her back on her face?
At this point, Cheng’s voice broke my mind:
“But it’s all settled, so don’t even think about it. Get ready to have a baby. I’m sorry.
Wait, what is it?
Child?
When I hear that word, it’s like I’m punched by someone, my whole brain is buzzing, my head is spinning!
I forgot, I’m still inside.
It’s almost the due date.
I have to have this baby!
Cheng told me it’s 38 weeks of pregnancy week and it’s time to go to the hospital for a check-up and to discuss with the doctor the method of delivery.
“I told Mom I’d let her go with you. I’m sorry.
I’m a little reluctant to hear that, after all, I’m not happy with my mother.
She seems to be a different person, not the one who was always happy with me.
But, given the facts, I nod my head.
My mother was very emotional and was ahead of me.
When she was in line outside, she sat in a chair and watched pregnant women travelling outside the clinic:
“This one looks like a boy, that one looks like a girl…”
I frowned, “Mom, what are you doing? I’m sorry.
My mom turned her eyes on me and said:
“You asked me before, why did you ask me twice? I’m sorry.
“It’s called a belly look. It’s a boy or a girl. I’m sorry.
This…
“I’ll tell you what, I can see, and there’s no mistake!” I’m sorry.
I would also like to continue to ask what she could see in my stomach, but it was interrupted by the nurse: “Come on in. I’m sorry.
My mom stood up with her head on her chest, and then she came to the clinic and hit the doctor’s desk:
“Doctor, I’m telling you, my daughter-in-law must!
The words are strong and very sharp.
Doctors are probably used to this, pushing glasses, very calm:
“The family is standing next to us, we’re mostly looking at the maternity situation, and it doesn’t work if you tell me. I’m sorry.
That’s a setback for my mom.
I just came out of her big as a cow and sat in front of a doctor.
The doctor turned over my report on the baby:
“Wasn’t that right? The report says it’s a front-end placenta. Has the baby been born before? I’m sorry.
I paused and said, “No. I’m sorry.
“Oh, then you’re not in good health, and there’s the first one. I see you’re still anaemic. I’m sorry.
Huh? Do I need to rest in bed? I’ve never heard of it!
The doctor saw me, and she showed a suspicious look:
“You don’t usually see blood, or do you feel uncomfortable? I’m sorry.
I shake my head and nod again:
“No blood, but walking is hard. I’m sorry.
Suddenly, my mother stood up on the table and pointed at me and yelled:
“Chang, you bitch!”
What?
What happened?
Me and the doctor are being so calmed by my mom.
“I remember your illness! That’s what happens when your neighbor’s third uncle’s niece gives birth! It’s only if it’s born! He’s got a girl in his family, and the second time he’s pregnant with a boy, it’s because of this disease! I’m sorry.
“You’re a used one. You lied to my son! I’m sorry.
Me, Te, Meow!
Cheng and I have been in the same class since high school and have taken the same studies at the same university.
We’ve been together ever since.
Almost every day until now.
So it’s impossible for Cheng to be with anyone, not to mention any miscarriage!
“You stole from my son! The wildlings!
“My son paid $18,000 to marry you into the house, to marry a dead house, you son of a bitch! I’m sorry.
Shit!
“You fart! I’m sorry.
I can’t hear all these obnoxious words. I can’t breathe in my chest.
What kind of mother is this?
I didn’t expect my mother to open the door to the clinic and yell out:
“The judges! The judges! My son-in-law’s daughter-in-law was born with him! What kind of bitch is that? What a mess! I’m sorry.
I went up and pulled her, and she threw me off the floor!
The doctor came to see me and told the nurse to close the door.
And then he took me to the bed of the clinic, and he reassured me and examined me.
I tried to breathe deeply and try to calm myself, and then I felt uncomfortable.
“Doctor… my stomach hurts…”
“Let’s go to the hospital. It’s supposed to happen in the next few days! I’m sorry.
What!
These three days in hospital are the happiest days of my life.
My mother disappeared after that day and never talked to me again.
I was free to go to the hospital canteen and eat.
One big chicken leg a day.
At another test, the doctor found out that my remote preset placenta had grown a little, and now it’s 3 cm from the palace, and it’s ready to go.
I didn’t hesitate to pass this choice.
Bullshit! Of course I’m not going to make it!
Haven’t you ever seen a pig run before?
You can’t stop jumping when you’re born.
I don’t choose!
I’ve agreed with the doctor on the date of the autopsy, and I’ve agreed with Cheng, and she must be there with me that day.
It’s just, people aren’t the best.
The day before the agreed date, I broke the water!
I’ll give birth!
The pain… really hurts… it looks like it’s run over in a big truck back and forth, there’s no pain in my nerves, I’m shaking and my clothes are sweaty.
I was moaning and saying, “Where’s the doctor? I’m going to dissect, I’m going to dissect…”
The nurse pushed my bed to the waiting room and suddenly a hand from nowhere grabbed my arm.
And I came from the pain, and I was cold and sweaty, and I opened my eyes to see.
My mother!
“Doctor, my daughter-in-law doesn’t have an autopsy! She’s alive and alive.”
I looked dark and fainted.
Help!
Why is my mother here at this point?
At that time, Cheng had called:
“I’m afraid I’ll let Mom take care of you if anything happens. I’m on my way back. I’m sorry.
I’m tearing my heart apart and screaming:
“I’m having it now! My mother’s killing me, you help me! I’m sorry.
My mom put her hand out and hung up.
She laughed: “This child is in pain and is talking nonsense. I’m sorry.
Here comes the sting.
I couldn’t react in time, and I was dragged into an endless abyss of pain, and I couldn’t wait to get into a coma.
But the pain was so painful, it kept me awake, I had to bear it.
Because I was in good health, the doctor asked me to test the birth.
The moment I heard that, I had the heart to die!
I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve been in pain.
“I can’t get under the baby, I have to cut.”
I’m…
I weep with joy!
Thank God it’s coming!
“No dissection! My mom’s voice is ringing again.
Is she a reader?
It’s always that way!
I swear to God, I don’t want to hear any more of these words in my life!
But it’s a good thing there’s no one to talk to. The nurse brought the papers and I signed them.
I came back from another hysteria, and I saw the operating room in front of me.
The lights.
I was asked, “What about the pain pumps?” I’m sorry.
I was kind of slow to ask, “What’s great?” I’m sorry.
“It’s painful! A thousand more dollars!”
“No, no!”
I threw up. It’s my mom’s voice again.
“plus. I’m sorry.
Suddenly, a low voice came from behind me, and I turned around, and I saw the easy that had come to me.
For a while, I couldn’t recognize myself.
I’ve never seen a body that once belonged to me so tall and shining.
The airfields have also become soft and gentle and are extremely secure.
And I realized that it was my soul that made my body more visible.
Cheng held one of my hands and the other gently touched my sweaty hair:
“Don’t be afraid, I’m coming. I’m sorry.
My heart finally settles down and goes into the operating room.
When I got out of the operating room, it was probably because the anesthesia was still working.
For some time, I heard my mother’s voice:
“Look, I told you, I can’t be wrong about the belly. I’m sorry.
I’m confused. I have a girl?
What happened to the girl?
“If this baby goes well, you can have another baby in the moon. I’m sorry.
The PVC, everything that’s been going on before, it’s coming out of my head, and I’m suddenly reminiscent of the details that I’ve been missing.
For example, it was my mother who took care of Cheng’s pregnancy with great enthusiasm.
It’s probably normal to eat three meals a day.
But then, after the month had grown and the heart had appeared, she looked towards it, and she turned into a wrinkled eyebrow, an open mouth and an impatient look.
These changes, these harsh treatments for one reason:
She thinks Cheng has a girl!
My mom said again:
“She’s dissected now. I asked the doctor and said three years to have grandchildren again. I’m sorry.
“But,” she showed up with a sly look, and said, “I’ve heard about the daughter-in-law, who’s in my hometown, who’s having another baby in less than a year. I’m sorry.
“You shut up!”
I saw my mother’s face in the dark.
Even I felt that anger.
Well said, it’s time for her to shut up!
I was particularly tired at a time when I thought I would pass out.
But I can’t sleep. I’ve been remembering one thing.
“What about the baby?” I’m sorry.
Cheng bend over and show me the baby she’s carrying.
And the baby’s eyes are closed, and the pink little face is so naive that he knows nothing about the world.
This is my baby.
I’m relieved.
The next second, it’s all dark.
I woke up by my mom’s voice.
I tried to open my eyes and I saw my mother stuck to her heart, and I said,
“You must have a son. You must know that only a son can have a fire! I’m sorry.
“You two must have another grandson, preferably within three years! I’m sorry.
Cheng’s trying to powder the baby, hasn’t spoken, and finally seems to have put up with it.
“Mom, don’t say that. If I had to, I’d be divorced. I’m sorry.
I’m surprised.
I’m the only one who hears it. Divorce. It’s what I think!
I can’t believe my mother was more excited when she heard Cheng say that.
“It’s good to be divorced, you don’t look like you’ve got a son. I’m sorry.
“Mom is from the past. Ma told you that you should marry your wife-in-law so you can have a fat boy. I’m sorry.
She’s probably bored, and she’s nodding her head: “Come on. I’m sorry.
“No way…”
“I’m not divorced.” I’m sorry.
The atmosphere fell into silence.
Cheng is not talking.
My mom’s cold.
I bit my teeth and looked angry.
My phone is ringing at this moment. It’s Cheng’s mom.
“Mama was supposed to be here yesterday, but suddenly the train stopped and couldn’t come.
My mother cried when she was on the phone, and somehow I cried.
“Mother, it’s all right, I’ve always been with you, don’t worry. I’m sorry.
I looked up at her heart and her eyes were red.
She was sitting in the corner, laughing at me like a joke.
I’ve never felt my mother so obstinate, so eccentric.
Cheng gave my mother away because the hospital asked for only one escort.
For the first time in my history, I am grateful for this rule.
My mother was happy when she left, and her head was high, as if she only hated her for not stepping on the sky at that time, or else she would have made a hole in the ground.
I can’t help but care for the baby because I’m dissected and difficult to move.
She needs to take care of the baby by changing the baby’s urine in a timely manner and by placing a watch on it to nurse the baby.
She also needs to take care of me, order me a moon meal, feed me water, squeeze me legs to prevent the embolism.
Looking at her busy body, I felt so soft.
I feel that being able to have her is the greatest luck of my life.
On the fourth day, the nurse routinely checked the room and suddenly had a hand on my chest.
She squeezed and said, “You can feed with milk! I’m sorry.
I’m blinded.
What?
I finally remember the same thing about breastfeeding!
No. Didn’t the baby drink milk powder before?
Why do you need me?
I tried to resist, but the nurse couldn’t help but say that he held the baby in my chest, and the little one bit his nipples and started stinging.
I’m embarrassed I don’t even know where to put my hand, and I’m not moving.
I look like I’m standing around and laughing.
It’s the first time I’ve seen a smile on my face since I changed my body.
Come on, let’s do it. I’m an old man!
I opened my heart to death as I returned.
But…
I looked down at the baby troupe in my arms, with my eyes closed and focused on milking.
Little mouth moves, little cheeks beat.
Suddenly there was a warm mood in my heart.
It’s the pain that made my baby.
I will love her and protect her all my life!
Think of it here, I’m a bitch.
So this is mother love?
Ah, no, no.
It’s Father’s Love!
I don’t think that’s enough to feed, but I forgot, I have to feed at night!
Even get up and feed every two hours!
The newborn child is fed every two hours.
In the daytime, it’s tired; in the night, it’s pure torture.
When the baby cries at night, the whole person will pop up and put the baby in my arms.
I sat in my sleep and held the child in my arms and endured the pain of my abdominal knife to breastfeed the child.
“I read on the Internet that a man can’t hear a child crying and you’re a man now. How can you hear a child crying? I’m sorry.
I’m really curious.
He said, “What kind of man and woman is this? I’m sorry.
I thought about it and thought it was right.
As long as you have a child in your heart, you miss her all the time, even in your sleep.
And the result of that is that I and Cheng’s heart sleep thinly at night, and the day is like a ghost.
However, it soon ended the day of discharge, and I was sitting by the bed with you.
I wonder, “Shall we not leave?” I’m sorry.
He said, “Wait a minute. I’m sorry.
When my mother came to me, she smiled, “Go! I’m sorry.
“Mom, why are you here? I didn’t call you.” I’m sorry.
My mother picked up our luggage: “Don’t wait. I’ve left the room at Tsukiko’s center, they’ve taken someone away!” I’m sorry.
What the fuck?
I was supposed to have someone pick me up today to get me back to the club.
“Why are you retreating?” I’m sorry.
“I heard you on the phone the other day, and I was thinking that the Tsukiko Center was too expensive. I’ve been with you for so long, I’m used to it! I’m sorry.
“I’ll call them back, deposit them back on my card, son. I’m sorry.
I feel like I’m gonna spit blood right now!
Turn around and look at me:
“It’s hard to book a room at Tsukiko’s center, and I was asking all over the city for a room like this. I’m sorry.
“We have to go home first. I’m sorry.
Me! No!
I recall that my mother lived alone before her pregnancy and she moved here after her pregnancy.
“Let our mother go back to her own house. I don’t have to bother her! I tried to get away with it.
Somehow, when I said that, I felt the air pressure was down by three points.
She said it without an expression:
“You forgot, our mother rented her house out. Isn’t that your suggestion? I’m sorry.
“You’re sending Mom back to her house now to drive her out on the street. I’m sorry.
As soon as my mother listened, she cried in due course:
Son, there’s no reason! I’m in a hurry to serve her son. She’ll have to drive Mom away. She’s like that in front of you! Mom can’t live! I’m sorry.
My mother’s voice was like a turn, attracting crowds at the door.
Me, wrong, wrong.
Big mistake.
I can’t even say a word about the silent way to move my luggage.
If I hadn’t changed my body, I wouldn’t have even planned for her, and would have listened to my mother, who would have taken care of her, and probably even accused her of being unwise.
Well, I’m responsible for what I’ve done.
And I have no face to say anything.
Cheng was driving first, my mom was walking in front with the baby and I was following slowly.
My mom was holding the baby in front of her, and the faster she went, she didn’t look back at me.
Not once.
I held the wall and tried to get to the door, and it was the bright sun.
The snow last night was full of pale whites and even the sun was cold and hurting.
I saw her in front of the hospital, and my mother got in the car with the baby.
After putting them in place, he stood up and looked back and seemed to be looking for me.
She saw me coming towards me.
And I stood still, somehow, and my nose was sore, and it fell down.
Damn it, Ju, you’ve never been a crybaby. Why are you crying so much now?
I repudiate my weakness, but this blame cannot stop the tears.
I’m in my arms and I bury my head in her shoulder.
We were not able to take into account the eyes of those around us, and we cried.
So sad, so sad, so sad.
What should we do?
What’s wrong with me?
What I didn’t realize was that when I came home, the scene of the chicken-flying dog jumping didn’t show up.
It’s peaceful.
My mother is responsible for three meals a day, a veggie match, delicious.
I’ve been at home all day, taking care of the baby, even to give me a rest. At night, I’ve been feeding the baby milk.
And I, just lie down and rest on it.
But the only thing that’s going on is that my mom keeps saying:
“Son, still have a boy…”
To be honest, I thought so. What happened to my third generation?
So once, while my mother was away, I asked them:
“We’ll have another son in three years. What do you say? I’m sorry.
The movement in Cheng’s hand was frozen, she was silent for a moment, and then she showed her smile.
“As long as you’re born, I don’t mind. I’m sorry.
This…
I’m still in pain, so I can have a second baby.
Cheng’s got a name for the baby.
She said it’s a time-limited child and she likes girls.
Just when I thought life would always be so comfortable, the good days were over.
Cheng, only 15 days of maternity leave. She’s going back to work.
This house, it’s just me and my mom!
My mother closed her door to protest at me just before I left:
“My son wants to divorce you, okay? I’m sorry.
I remember the scene when I was in the hospital, and I thought that my mom was taking it seriously.
I thought it was a little funny, and I was just saying,
“Your son is afraid to divorce me. If he divorces me at this time, the law says that your son will go out of the house in a clean manner. I’m sorry.
I choked on her and looked at me.
That’s when the bell rings.
My mom opened the door and was a faceless sister.
Sister-in-law said, “I am Mr. Gu’s sister-in-law to take care of the mother and baby. I’m sorry.
I’m happy to see you.
But I didn’t expect my mother to push people out on the spot: “No, we don’t want your sister-in-law! Go! I’m sorry.
Stop it!
I haven’t recovered a good body enough to stand up to my mother, but I have to watch her blow her away.
Close the door, she’s high-pitched:
“From now on, you take care of your children! I’m sorry.
And I said: How can you take care of a child while my sword still hurts? I’m sorry.
My mom looked at me for nothing:
“Anyone else, why can’t you? Just you! I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but pull out my phone and call Cheng.
I didn’t even think about it. I can’t even get through!
It’s almost noon. I think the kitchen’s still cold.
I asked my mom, “Mom, where’s the rice?” I’m sorry.
My mom was on the couch with her legs on her legs, “In the pot, she’s full.” I’m sorry.
I wonder, when did you cook?
Let’s see what we got left of the morning’s cold rice porridge!
I frown: “Didn’t you have meat the other day? I’m sorry.
My mother’s face doesn’t matter: “My son isn’t home. Who’s cooking for? I’m sorry.
She spits out a melon skin: “Foot!” An old hen with no son! I’m sorry.
We were angry with him, “Who are you to curse?” I’m sorry.
My mother stood up and said, “What is the matter with you and tell my son? Do you see him talking to you?”
Then turned around.
Why would I have such a mother!
I’m so mad at you, I’m not eating this!
But it’s a good time to fall and starve.
Lactation is fast. I’m starving soon.
Think about it. I’m gonna flip something out of the fridge.
I didn’t know it was always full of refrigerators, but it was empty all night!
All right, the demon is one foot tall.
Why don’t I order something?
While I was feeding the baby, the phone was sent out.
I’ll go out after I’ve fed my milk. I found the door empty.
“Where’s the rice?” I’m sorry.
My little brother returned to me: “It’s here. An old lady picked it up.” I’m sorry.
What?
My mom took the food?
I’ve been around the house three times and finally found my food in the kitchen garbage can.
The package was torn open and it was all in the trash can.
I’m so hungry. I’m so hungry. I’m so hungry.
But my food is in the trash can, and I can’t eat it anymore.
For a moment, I even wanted to eat with my hands!
I suddenly collapsed when I realized that idea.
And then in the blink of an eye, tears are dripping like beads with broken threads.
I’m overwhelmed by an inexplicable sense of despair…
I am proud to have lived for more than 20 years, and I have never been so miserable.
The self-esteem of the entire human being is crushed and wiped out at this moment.
I am ashamed of that.
I cried so hard, I had a knife, it hurt, I cried so much.
It hurts, it hurts, I’m tired…
In the end, I drank the rest of the rice congee.
My mom stood in front of the kitchen, watched me drink and left a word:
“It’ll be rice porridge. Drink the northwest wind if you don’t eat it.” I’m sorry.
Why?
Why is this happening?
I’m standing there for too long.
What I didn’t know was that yesterday was just a prelude, and then it was a nightmare.
She started crying when I was up early, and I checked and she pulled!
Oh, my God!
By the way, I’ve seen it. Cheng’s holding her straight!
I rushed to the bathroom with my hands and feet, but I found that the water on the tap was cold, and that it had been so long without hot water.
What’s wrong with you?
I looked around and I found the plug in the electric water heater unplugged!
It’s obvious who did this.
I still find it funny to pull this.
I’ll understand the next second.
The power plugs are too high, and I can’t get them back without the outside power.
If I look for a stool I have to climb up.
Ah, it hurts to think about it.
The tears of the season are in my ear, reminding me that the baby can’t live without hot water!
When I bit my teeth, I dragged them to the stool, and finally I stuck the plug back.
The hot water was finally there, and I was careful to pick up a small, soft period and learn the impression that the miles were cleaning her up.
She’s afraid she’ll hurt her with a little force.
After cleaning up, she nursed and went back to sleep.
I sat next to her and found myself sweating.
Mother is not born to bring children, she has learned to do so
Ah, yes, one more thing!
I found the bathroom key in the bedroom and locked the door.
Shoot the ash on your hands.
In the evening, I was supposed to give it to you, but I couldn’t find it.
That’s weird. It was in the locker.
I went out and knocked on my mom’s bedroom door:
“The milk powder! I’m sorry.
Throw it away!
WTF?
Me! Shit!
She can do anything!
What are we gonna do without the powder?
I went back to the period, thinking about the days of my sleep in the hospital.
But there’s no other way…
I had to take the period out of her little bed and put it on the bed so I could breastfeed in the middle of the night.
The next day I got up, I felt like I was standing on a cloud, and I almost lost my whole body.
Before that, I was supposed to give the baby a wet piss before I brought it to my nurse.
That’s why I didn’t find out until last night.
I’ll be completely awake when I’m fed and changed!
And then when I tried to sleep, and I was lost, the baby cried again, and I got up.
It’s been going around all night and it’s blown up!
At the hospital, I was able to sleep in bed during the day.
But now, I’m going to turn around all day and all night without any breathing space…
When I think of a day like this, I don’t know how long it’s gonna last.
I ate a few days of rice porridge, and I had a physico-oplasm.
I’m gonna throw up when I see rice porridge!
So I ordered another takeout.
But this time, I’ll just stand in the hall and wait for my brother!
Finally, my meal is here.
I couldn’t help but cry when I got a hot takeout.
I opened it straight, sat in a cold, stylish building and ate and sold.
After three or two bites, I wipe my mouth, open the door for an instant, hear the child crying.
You’re crying!
I saw my mother lying on the couch without looking at her, shivering, as if she couldn’t hear the baby crying.
I was in a hurry: “Mom, I’m crying. Why don’t you look?” I’m sorry.
My mom doesn’t even care about me.
I’m so sorry.
I’m not used to it!
I held my waist and came to the house as fast as I could, and the period of discovery started to stink again.
I cleaned her up and fed her, and she fell asleep.
Close the door carefully. I’ll meet my mom in the living room:
“Why don’t you leave the kids alone? Isn’t this kid Quan? I’m sorry.
My mom’s eyelids:
“How can a girl be a family member if she can’t make it? I’m sorry.
She didn’t want to talk to me anymore. She got up and left!
I was laughing at that.
What’s wrong with the girl?
On the fourteenth day of his trip, he was still unable to reach him.
When my mom and I talked about it, she wasn’t nervous.
But I don’t have time for this, because I’ve been so tired lately!
It is also possible that, because of the recent frequency of breastfeeding, nipples are always stinging when they are breastfed.
The originally soft nipples are starting to get a little hard.
I tried to squeeze. I found out there was red liquid coming out.
God, it’s blood!
How could he bleed?
I’m a little scared. I took a good look and I found my nipples rotten!
Did you search it?
How can I feed you?
I’m going to find out how the other moms solved this.
“Hold on. What else?” Just feed! I’m sorry.
“That’s what women do, that’s what they do. I’m sorry.
“What if you forget to wipe the ointment and eat it in your mouth? I’m sorry.
“That’s right, so just be patient! I’m sorry.
It really hurts!
But…
There’s no other way…
I sold milk powder and bought it, hid it and took it to the bedroom, but my mother threw it away again.
She’s like a ghost everywhere, and she doesn’t miss every chance to torture me.
I can’t go hungry, I can’t take the pain and keep breastfeeding!
I suspect a thousand needles torn through my chest, stinging me and tearing me out of my arms.
But I looked down at the period when I couldn’t feel the blood mixed, and I touched her little face.
Period. As long as you’re okay, Dad can do whatever he wants.
When the take-out arrived, I was holding her to bed.
I can’t help but keep my delivery at the door.
It’s 20 minutes after I can go out for dinner.
Fortunately, the food is still here!
It’s already cold in the cold.
I sat in the hall and I pulled my food into my mouth, and I didn’t know why, and I felt tired and my face was getting hotter…
I’m sleepy, I want to sleep…
I fell asleep on the wall.
It took me some time to wake up from my sleep.
I was astonished to get up and go home and find out the door was locked from inside!
Can’t open it!
I was close to the door, I heard the children crying in the door, and my heart was burning, and I shouted:
Open the door! I’m sorry.
Nothing.
The door was like a mountain, and I beat it like a tree.
The door was like another world, and I was separated.
I hit the door with my fist, I kicked it with my foot, and there was no movement in it.
“Please open the door…”
I started crying against the door. The baby was crying. The baby was crying. Are you sick?
I’m the only person in the world she can count on, but I can’t be around her!
Mom, how could you do that?
How can I not go in and see the baby!
Ah, yes!
I still have my phone!
I cried so hard, I finally woke up and called the police!
The police came to my house soon after they told me how they came!
My mother stood at the door, and she looked like a bitch, staring at me:
“Bitch, still calling the police? I’m sorry.
I don’t care about her, walk to the bedroom and see a scene that I’ll never forget!
He’s crying on his legs.
Jesus!
The baby could be suffocated!
I roll up to the edge of the bed, shivering my little covers out of my period’s face, and I see the period’s full of red and purple lips!
I panicked!
“Save the child! I’m sorry.
I cried and screamed and passed out!
Wake up again and look at the white ceiling.
“Wake up? I’m sorry.
I hear familiar voices, turn around, and it’s the process.
And the next second, I grabbed her arm, “Where is the period?” I’m sorry.
All the time.
It’s nice to see me: “It’s a little pneumonia, it’s in the hospital, it’s upstairs. I’m sorry.
I tried to sit up, “I want to see her…”
“Why are you running?” I’m sorry.
I was told, “I’m burning up?”
“Don’t you know that you’ve been milking?” The chest is swollen like a rock, burning up to 40 degrees centigrade. I’m sorry.
I’m just having a second thoughts.
And he said, “I need to go home and get something for the term, you lie down and I’ll be right back. I’m sorry.
“No, I’ll go.”
I broke up and said, “I want to go back. I’m sorry.
And Cheng, and I, for the moment of my vision, she noded her head: “Go then.” I’m sorry.
I’m home, open the door.
My mom was lying on the sofa, on TV, high on melons.
I walked in front of her, turned the TV off with the remote, and looked at her:
“Why are you doing this? I’m sorry.
My mom grabbed another melon and the old god looked at me:
“If you ask my son for a divorce and take your cheap girl out of the house, it’ll be all right. I’m sorry.
That’s it?
I laughed, “Marriage, impossible. I’m sorry.
Turned around in the bedroom and didn’t want to talk to her again.
But I didn’t think she’d come in here and spread out the little clothes that I had just packed and threw them on the floor!
She’s poking the waist.
“This is my son’s house. Don’t move! I’m sorry.
I’m out of anger, standing there, looking at her in peace:
“Your son owns everything in this house, right?”
She says with her toes high:
“Yes, everything belongs to my son! I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
I turned around to the kitchen and opened the cupboards with pots and pots.
I’ve had a hard day, a tired day and night, an unbearable pain in my body, and a panic when my nose and mouth were covered up…
At this moment, it all explodes!
Hit!
Hit!
Hit!
I’m going to raise the pot, and I’m going to smash it!
With my mother’s screams, the crumbs splattered everywhere, and the iron pan broke a hole in the wooden door frame!
If you catch anything, I’ll smash it!
After I smashed the kitchen clean, I started walking to the living room, and my mom came over here and started scolding me:
“The bitch who died so badly! You’re crazy!”
I started laughing, and the more I laughed:
“I’m fucking crazy! I’m sorry.
I’m crazy. I’m crazy. I’m crazy!
Seeing my mom panics, I feel like I can’t help it!
TV, hit! Air conditioning, hit! Greens, hit!
My soul seems to have left my body, I’m high.
I look like a madman and look at my fury and look at my eyes and look like a madman. At the same time, my mother was twisted behind her back and screaming.
My brain is blank, full of one thought:
All of it!
I don’t know how I got out of that miserable house, how I got back to the hospital.
I ended up sitting in a bed that I was in.
I was like, “What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.
What’s wrong?
How do I know what happened?
I stood up, walked to the window in the ward and opened the window.
The sun is so sharp, it’s tearing me out.
Why are you crying again?
The tears that have been shed in these days are many times greater than the combined of the previous two decades.
I’m trying to blow the wind.
This is the 9th floor.
I bow my head and downstairs is the balconies of a walk in the hospital backyard.
At this moment, only the cold wind is blowing its dead branches.
It’s boring…
It’s no fun to live.
Jump.
Just jump, and it’s over.
I got a window, and most of my body was hanging out.
I’ll be free soon.
I’m happy to think.
“What are you doing? I’m sorry.
The sound of Cheng blew me up like a thunderbolt, and the next second she jumped up and took me out of the window.
I’m back.
I was buried in the arms of Cheng’s heart, holding her collar tight and crying:
“I want to die…”
“It’s my fault the baby’s gonna be like this.”
“I can’t take care of the baby…”
“I’m useless, I’m not a good father…”
She was so gentle on my back that she said:
“You’re depressed after delivery. I’m sorry.
My mom called Cheng and told me about my madness.
Cheng gave her my message:
“I’m the one who lets it go. My stuff is what she wants. I’m sorry.
“Mom, let’s not meet. I’m sorry.
My mother cried over that head and I married my wife and forgot her.
But her tears will not only not impress me, but even more so.
For most people, tears are emotional.
But to my mother, tears were only the tools she used to kidnap me.
Well, she can’t take me anymore.
After his release from hospital, Cheng had rented another house to find her sister-in-law.
I finally had a peaceful life.
At first sight, the 100 days of birth are a very important anniversary for children.
This morning, I heard the baby crying, and I got up and fed.
Pulling off your clothes, and you find your breasts in Hirankawa?
This?
And I was stunned, and I looked back and saw the heart sitting, leaning on the bed, and looking at me.
We didn’t talk, but we laughed.
Everything goes without saying.
I handed her the baby. She picked it up in her arms and started feeding.
I got up, I poured a glass of warm water, and I gave it to Ching.
And then down, head up and say to her:
“Honey, you’ve worked hard. I’m sorry.
“I, by the way, swear that I will never be sorry again. I’m sorry.
I smiled, but there seemed to be something else I couldn’t understand.
She was silent and she opened her mouth: “Marriage.” I’m sorry.
I stopped.
“Why? I don’t want to divorce you. I’m sorry.
“But all I want is a divorce. I’m sorry.
“I know what you’re dealing with, and I’ll take care of my mother, and this will never happen again, I promise.” I’m sorry.
It was a moment of silence, and the topic was broken:
“It’s almost time for work. Go to work. I’m sorry.
I looked at the time, too.
A kiss and I went to work.
When I got to the company, I had an unexpected pleasure, and I’d been better than I thought.
I’m glad I’ve been humming all day.
After work, I went to the market, bought ribs, fish, gel, and I was going to go home and cook for Cheng.
“I’m back! I’m sorry.
I opened the door to my dark, empty living room.
I didn’t think it would happen.
Cheng had left nothing but a divorce agreement.
A week later, she called me, “Will you divorce me?” I’m sorry.
I said, “No.” I’m sorry.
And then she disappeared.
So many times, probably my attitude made it impossible for Cheng to agree to divorce.
Shortly after, I received a divorce suit from the court.
I interviewed counsel and learned that as long as I did not agree to the divorce in court, the courts would not divorce any of them.
We’ll have to wait another six months!
So, this hearing, I categorically disagreed with the divorce, and the court delivered its verdict as I expected.
I’ve been apologizing to Cheng in court, but I feel like I’ve eaten the scales, totally unacceptable.
After this hearing, she disappeared again.
No news.
I miss her so much, I miss her so much…
Even dreaming is the scene where three of us go out.
So, for the second session, six months later, I was ready to stand in court and cry and say I had to make amends.
When the judges were relaxed, the door of the court was suddenly opened!
I look back, stupid!
How’s my mom?
It’s obvious she’s been cut off. Where did she get the information?
I reacted, three steps and two steps to stop her, but it was too late:
Bitch! Take your little girl with you! Leave my son alone! I’m sorry.
It’s over, it’s over.
I watched the hammer fall and the judge sentenced:
“The couple’s relationship is broken, divorce granted! I’m sorry.
After the divorce, Cheng asked me to meet at the café.
I asked her:
“Why are you so mean to me? Because of the conflict between your mother and you? But then I took it for you! I’m sorry.
Cheng was sitting across from me, seriously saying:
“I was disappointed in you three times. I’m sorry.
“For the first time, you were afraid of being in conflict with your mother, and you looked away from me, and you were afraid to face it. I’m sorry.
“The second time, when you knew your mother was a boy over a girl, you moved and even asked me not to have another boy. I’m sorry.
“For the third time, when you divorce me, you try to hold me back, just because you don’t want to divorce, but not me. I’m sorry.
“This reminds me time and again of your weakness and your lack of responsibility. I’m sorry.
Don’t you understand? I’m sorry.
“The reason I divorced you was never your mother, but you. I’m sorry.
I stopped.
I’ve always thought that the cause of our divorce was my mom.
In this marriage, my mother’s fault was a big deal, and I had a little problem.
Wait…
I’m the one who’s married to Cheng, but I’m the one who’s invisible in this marriage?
I shouldn’t have let my mother get involved in our lives, believed my mother blindly, ignored the reaction of the process for fear of fighting…
I should stand up and isolate my mother from our lives.
Yes, I am weak, I am afraid to take responsibility, I flee the problem, I am unable to solve the problem, and that is the cause of our divorce.
And Cheng continues:
“I’ll take the baby and settle away and never come back here again. I’m sorry.
“Your alimony can be paid without this child. I’m sorry.
This can’t be!
I looked up and said:
“No way! Kids need daddy! I’m sorry.
“I need a dad. What do you mean? “If it means the need to give her a brave, resilient and strong role model, I’ll find a companion with these qualities, which will also teach the baby. I’m sorry.
“This… this…”
I never thought about that.
“But this child is mine too! You have no right to take her away! I’m sorry.
“And yours?”
I laughed:
“This child, from head to toe, is mine. I’m sorry.
“I have a child, and I have a scar in my stomach. I’m sorry.
“My belly has traces of her presence here.
“My body reminds me from time to time that I have a child. I’m sorry.
“And you?”
“Do you have any changes for children? I’m sorry.
“If you don’t, why do you say the child belongs to you? I’m sorry.
I tried to find out in my mind:
“I’m related to the period! I’m sorry.
“Oh, I can’t argue with that.” Nod, “I can’t breed alone, can I? I’m sorry.
Looking across the street at a strange and familiar heart, thinking of a baby that has not been seen for almost six months, my emotions have turned up like a big cotton piled up in my chest, breathing hard and tearing out.
I whispered:
“The heart, I gave birth to this child. I’m sorry.
“The scars are on you, but at the same time they really are in me. I’m sorry.
“I have stayed in my heart for the pain and suffering of her.”
“It’s my only child I can’t without her. I’m sorry.
She finally gave in when I finally gave up all my noble reasons and took my heart out.
Cheng’s silence lasted a long time, and finally he sighed:
“Good. I’m sorry.
“You can come to the baby every weekend, and the maintenance is on my card. I’m sorry.
I even nod my head.
“I’m done with what I have to say.” I’m sorry.
“Bye, Easy. I’m sorry.
I’ve been thinking, “When I was with you, I was always a gentle little bird.”
When did she become so determined and unstinting?
But at this moment, I look at the back of my heart, and I realize:
Cheng’s heart never changed. I never knew her.
She was thin and clean and seemed gentle, but in fact she had a stubborn bone.
Like tall bamboo, not folding for any wind.
When we first met, she was dragging heavy suitcases and trying to carry them up the stairs.
I was passing by trying to help, but she refused.
I thought she was embarrassed and still needed help:
“Let me do it. Girls can’t move these. I’m sorry.
She lifted up her ear and laughed at me:
“I can do it myself. There’s nothing a girl can do. I’m sorry.
And then I looked at her and carried the big case up a little bit.
It was engraved in my heart, and it was the beginning of my oath to marry her.
But then, how could I forget?
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Qingmei is falling.
I don’t think so. I’ll see you when I move.
Zaza! Wait!
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
