My wife doesn't love me, let alone me and her children.
The day her son was born, she threw him into my arms without even looking at him.
Later, her Bai Yueguang returned to China.
The usually indifferent woman got drunk at home for the first time, smiled and held our child in her arms.
The son hugged the woman's neck in surprise and asked me in a low voice:
"Dad, what's wrong with auntie?"
I knelt down and held him in my arms, explaining with red eyes:
"The person Auntie likes is back, so we shouldn't disturb her anymore. We are moving away."
