Dependence, Dependence, Dependence, Self

When my wife married me, I had nothing; when we had everything, my wife died. I have been a widower for ten years, but I have never been able to wait for my wife to tell me that she is safe in a dream. It is "the blue sky is on the verge of falling, and the yellow spring is on the bottom, and both places are nowhere to be seen." My daughter finally went to college abroad, and I began an adventure to find the soul of my wife... The beauty Xinya, who I thought was a liar at first, insisted on living together with me, a widower; without any physical intimacy, the older leftover daughter Wenwen gave birth to my child inexplicably; as if this was not confusing enough, Guimei also... Among psychiatrists, none of us seem to be normal.