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"You were the one who drove me away last time!" Qiu Ying stammered. "I can't farm, and I don't have a marriage certificate with your son. He doesn't even know where he is... What does it mean for me to go back with you?"
"If you won't go back, then I'm taking the child! You need to give me 3,000 yuan every month for milk powder, diapers, and so on..."
Qiu Ying didn't want to return with the old woman, nor did she want to part with her child. But if she kept the child with her, she couldn't go to work; if she sent the child back with the old woman, she wouldn't have the money to support them.
I gave her 10,000 yuan upfront.
When the child left with the old woman, they cried out for Qiu Ying, which broke my heart.
I called my parents: "I'm looking for someone to help take care of the child. Do you agree?"
My mother laughed and scolded, "As long as it's a woman who knows to run inside when it rains, that's fine."
During this time, expenses were piling up; Qiu Ying's so-called mother-in-law had drained her already meager savings.
Qiu Ying found a job at a postpartum care center, but first she had to pay 3,000 yuan for training and another 5,000 yuan as a deposit when she started working. Her rent was due too—6,600 yuan for the quarter...
I covered all of it; I was happy to help.
Qiu Ying officially started her job as a live-in caregiver, working six days a week with only half a day off.
Finally making it to the weekend, when we met, she hesitated. "I'm doing live-in postpartum care now, but my rent here is over 2,000 yuan a month. I want to cancel!"
I panicked. "You can't cancel! If you run out of money, just tell me."
"I already owe you so much!" she insisted.
"What if your work stops?" I countered.
"I'll just crash at your place!"
...
The days without her felt empty; each day stretched on like a year without Qiu Ying.
It had been nearly a month since I last saw her.
One day before work ended, the sky darkened like an overturned pot. Suddenly, I received a call from Qiu Ying: "I'm at West Suburban Park. Can you come pick me up?"
Hearing her voice was like music to my ears. I quickly informed my boss and jumped into my car.
Heavy rain poured down.
On the deeply flooded road, my car sped along like a racing speedboat.
She stood alone under the bus stop, her wet dress clinging to her body, nearly transparent. I wanted to look but dared not stare.
Her teeth chattered as she said, "The baby in the family has turned one month old, and my grandmother came to take care of it. I have nowhere else to go!"
I really wanted to shout "Oh yeah!" to the heavens.
When we got back to my house, she rushed into the bathroom. Listening to the sound of water splashing inside, I felt restless.
The glass door opened a crack, and she peeked out with half her face visible. "Um... my clothes are in the suitcase; could you help me get them? Both the inside and outside ones."
As I found the clothes she wanted, I unconsciously brought them to my nose and took a deep breath. They smelled so good, just like her.
That night, I was groggily awakened by the urge to urinate. Confused, I stumbled into the bathroom and then back to bed.
A pair of arms wrapped around me, and I instinctively embraced back...
It felt wonderful. Was I dreaming of Koze or Yui? It seemed like neither.
The wind blew and the rain fell, waves of endless beauty crashing over me.
When the wind stopped and the rain ceased, I drifted off into a sweet sleep.
In the morning, I was awakened by a delicious aroma wafting from the kitchen.
Qiu Ying was busy, wearing my oversized sweatshirt. Her long legs were slender, white, taut, and curvy.
"Didn’t you say you would sleep on the sofa last night? Why are you in bed?" I asked, feeling a bit dazed and embarrassed from my dreamlike state.
Qiu Ying paused for a moment, lowered her head, and tears rolled down her cheeks. "Are all men like this?"
I was taken aback!
Everything last night felt so real—the softness I touched and the murmurs I heard... Could it be?
"You promised you'd sleep on the sofa; who knew you’d come into the room in the middle of the night..." Qiu Ying sniffled pitifully.
Damn!
She cried like a rain-soaked pear blossom while I stood there in shock.
I slept with her! Will she report me? If she does, would that count as rape? Even if she doesn’t report it, will she think I’m just like her previous boyfriends, worthless?
The meal was heavy with silence; she didn’t say a word, and I didn’t know how to break the ice.
After eating, she started packing her things. “I’m leaving!”
I blocked the doorway. “I was wrong, but I truly didn’t mean to hurt you!”
“What’s the point of saying that now?” She tried to push past me, but I pulled her into my arms.
The more she struggled, the tighter I held her. If I let her go now, I might never see her again in my life.
“I’ll marry you. Let’s go get our marriage certificate and then pick up the child. From now on, we’ll be the Auspicious Three Treasures!” Without thinking, I leaned down and kissed the tears on her face.
She smiled, though it was forced. “Forget it. Do you really think someone like you would want me? I don’t blame you for what happened last night. If we meet again in the Next Life, then maybe we can talk.”
I stubbornly pushed her back and locked the door behind us. “The Next Life is too far away; I can’t wait! I’m single, you’re single. I don’t mind that you have a child; just don’t mind that I’m a few years older than you!”
It had only been two months since we last met, but the child was filthy, with corn mush and snot smeared all over his little face.
“What? You want to take my grandson away? Not a chance! My son may be useless, but my grandson is the heir of the Old Wu Family. Anyone who tries to take him from me will have to take my life first!”
The old woman glared at me with her squinty eyes, making me feel uneasy.
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