On New Year's Eve, your promise, this word that I fought hard for and was covered with scars for, when it finally came, I was surprised that I was so ordinary. Maybe it was too many experiences, maybe it was the cold iron ring, and in the flying snow, my dull eyes melted away all my emotions, and I just smiled slightly.
I gently touched her slightly bulging belly, with a touch of joy between her eyebrows, but she looked confused and helplessly looked out the window. I knew that she was thinking about the father of her child. I raised my head and looked at the glistening corners of her eyes. I laughed, so happy, so wildly. I leaned into her ear and whispered "You deserve it!" And then looked at her trembling eyelashes. Since I can't get it, you don't have to know.