When Shen Jiayi and I first started dating, she said, "Li Ci, we must have a daughter. I've already thought of a name: Zhi Xu." A year after our marriage, we had a lovely daughter, just as we wished. But later I found out that her first love was named Mo Jingchun. Zhi Xu, the name she and her first love chose for their child, is a play on words: "How much spring is there?" "Daddy, didn't Mommy come to pick me up from school again?" Little Zhi Xu pouted at the kindergarten gate, nestled in my arms, and said sullenly. Other children were picked up by their mothers, but Jiayi was busy with work, so from the time little Zhi Xu started kindergarten, it was me who picked her up.
