I died of heavy hemorrhage in the third trimester of pregnancy. I tried my best to give birth to my daughter Nianwan, but I didn't even wait until she said "Mom" for the first time.
Obsession has made me a lonely soul in the world. Only she, as a baby, can gently grasp the air at night, as if she can still touch my hand.
I watched my husband, Qin Ming, holding his daughter, crying until he was shaking in front of my photo, and keeping this home airtight.
I thought we would stay like this forever, until the gentle early education teacher Wen Ran appeared and knocked on the closed door.
I was so jealous that I just wanted to push her away, but I watched her make my daughter laugh and lighten the dead gray in my husband's eyes again.
It turns out that love is never about possession, it is about watching the person you love live well.
If there is a next life, it will be me who grows up with you and becomes an ordinary person who can hug you and kiss you.
