Thinking back on all those past ill intentions, all those times I should've fought back, when the stubborn me could still strike back… How helpless all of this is to me, how tangled and hard to let go.
"Even if we really can't go back, even if we can never return to the way life used to be, you should've at least told me about something like this. That's the most basic respect you owe me, isn't it? You want to go back to my family's home, I have no objections, because my son is also your son, you gave the Zhang Family an heir. But you didn't have to do it this way. Why didn't you tell me about this? Do you really think doing this is fun? Something like this and you still hide it from me. You can choose not to go back home with me hand in hand, you can choose never to contact me again, you can even choose to never see me again in this lifetime, but you shouldn't treat me like this. After all, we've been a married couple sharing the same bed and pillow for over ten years!"
