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Capítulo 72

“She’s our daughter,” Tang Chen touched his nose and smiled. “I love her just as much as I love you.”

...At this age, you're still saying such cheesy things, it makes me blush.

Although I'm still a neutered lion, I'll occasionally "cooperate" with Tang Chen. We're in this together, so cooperating is only right.

Anyway, the baby's already been born. (covers face)

(Maybe once a year? = =)

But secrets can't stay hidden forever. Yu Zheng let it slip, and Xia's mother went to tell Tang's parents that Tang Chen had been scolded by his mother, and as a result, his grandparents came to visit their granddaughter who had just turned two years old.

They didn't understand why we weren't getting married, but they didn't force us. They just insisted on taking Xiaohuang'e to visit for a few days during the Chinese New Year. Actually, I felt a little guilty. Tang Chen was their only son, yet I was still entangled with him in this ambiguous relationship.

Tang's mother said, "It's already too good. I thought Xiao Chen would become a monk sooner or later, but I didn't expect he had a child. I've been raising him year after year, and it really breaks my heart. I'm so afraid that he'll suddenly see through the illusions of the world the next day. Now he's tied down by a child, and there's you... I just hope he doesn't have to become a monk." As she spoke, she hugged Xiao Huang'e and cried.

I dare not let her know that the "contents" are an old monster; she wouldn't be able to handle it.

Even though I often find Huang E noisy and an old monster, when she was about to start kindergarten, I leaned against the door, tears welling up in my eyes. She calmly turned around, waved, and followed the teacher into the classroom, unlike her classmates who were crying and shouting.

She grew older and more beautiful every day. She would argue with me, act spoiled (or throw tantrums), and I would gaze into her large, clear eyes. She gave up her long life, just to spend a part of her time with me and Tang Chen.

I love her so much. The thought of some idiot trying to kidnap her from home... makes me want to kill that idiot right now.

"...I will definitely shoot her boyfriend in the future," Tang Chen said with a hint of loss, her eyes reddening.

I smiled through my tears and took his arm around my heartbroken father. He put his arm around my shoulder, and I put my arm around his back, just like always.

Just as Uncle Shi said, Tang Chen was destined to have no marriage. Shuo also said that I was destined to have no children. But in such a strange (and despicable) way, we have a kind of intimate relationship that is neither clear nor murky, very chaotic.

I really like it this way.

***

I stopped what I was doing and looked back carefully. This is my story, my life up to this point. But Huang E made a huge fuss, insisting on using her name as the book title.

Okay, that's settled then.

I put the words "Wilderness" above the title.

Huang'e is still me, and I am still Huang'e. Even if she is reborn as my daughter... we are still emotionally intertwined.

Although some classmates are disappointed by my current ordinariness, thinking that I will become some kind of Taoist priest or something... but that is not my life.

My wish has been completely fulfilled; all I want is to hold onto this simple and ordinary happiness.

She is a mother, a partner, and a sorceress hidden in the shadows of history.

This is me.

Of course, I often think back to my lively, vibrant, and youthful university days, and the memories are particularly vivid. But what I remember most is how I went from being a gloomy orphan to experiencing a dramatic turning point.

I am grateful for everything. So it's time to stop here.

"I'm home!" Little Huang'e rushed in and headed straight for the refrigerator, grabbing a bottle of juice. "Finished writing? I want to see it, I want to see it!" She snatched the newly printed manuscript, but after reading only a few lines, her face fell. "I'm not that bad! I've always loved you! You made me a bad guy, I won't stand for it, I won't stand for it..."

Wow, you're only in kindergarten and you already want to play the selective memory game like politicians? Dream on!

“You’ve always been like that.” I turned my head away. “Back then, Aunt Huang tried to harm me, and I screamed at her, but you pretended not to hear me…”

"...I was just asleep!" she began to twist the facts. "You dare say that? If I hadn't been protecting you, would you have grown up?"

"If it weren't for you possessing me, would I need a shield?"

Once she started bringing up old grievances, it never stopped. She pounced on me and pinched my face, and I pinched hers back. We rolled around on the ground, wrestling, and she even kicked me in the stomach.

I finally managed to grab her by the back of her collar and pull her away a bit, but that damned old monster scratched my face!

Not only that, she also waved her arms and legs, shouting, "Let me go! Let me go! I'm going to call 113! Help! Domestic violence! Child abuse!"

…Is it too late to put her back in my belly? I started thinking of asking the old man if I had killed Huang E's entire family in my past life, not even sparing the chickens, ducks, cats, and dogs, and maybe even wiping out the cockroaches.

Otherwise, how can we explain this endless, tumultuous entanglement?

I felt completely depressed.

(The entire desolation is complete)