What are the odds of running into classmates from elementary, middle, and high school all on the same day? Fan Muxi buzzed in: About as likely as winning the lottery. This is downright spooky.
The host asked Yuan Muchen, "What is happiness?" Yuan Muchen flashed a smile, thinking of the one waiting at home.
Her very existence is happiness to me. It's that simple.
"Why me?" "Why do you like me?" "Why are you so good to me?"
"Why can't it be you? Why can't I like you? Why can't I be good to you?" Fan Muxi's endless questions all crumbled beneath Yuan Muchen's. I raised my hands in surrender, but only to him.
The pain nearly robbed me of my reason. Yuan Muchen leaned close and asked me what happiness meant to me. I was in this state, and he still wanted to talk about romance? I couldn't let him get the upper hand.
I suddenly sat up, grabbed Yuan Muchen's clothes tightly, and gritted my teeth. "Giving birth to your child is my happiness. Ah... It hurts..." I wanted to make the moment more touching, but the baby in my belly had other ideas and picked that moment to come out.
Yuan Muchen laughed, while I sobbed, tears falling silently. If I had known I'd be giving birth to my own love rival, I'd have wanted to stuff her right back into my belly.
I found someone whose heartbeat matched mine, someone who loved me just as much.
He really has only me left. If even I abandoned him, how pitiful would he be?
