My husband has a white moonlight hidden in his heart, and I have no complaints.
It wasn't until I knelt in the snow for three days and three nights, just to beg him to look at my daughter, and he walked over to me with Bai Yueguang in his arms, that I realized that not only did he not love me, he didn't even care about the child I gave birth to him.
Later, when the enemy troops besieged the city, I took my young daughter away to a foreign country, but he dug out my half-burned notebook in the ruins, which was filled with every laugh, every frown, and every name he called out after being drunk in the past ten years.
He desperately chased me to the border, knelt in the heavy snow and begged me to turn back.
I looked down at my daughter in my arms and said softly: "Pei Yan, you came too late."
