Identity Crisis
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My son was being pestered by another boy.
The teacher called and asked me to come to the school.
When I arrived, he shouted at me for the first time. “Mom, what’s wrong with me liking boys?”
I looked at him, feeling neither anger nor resentment.
I crouched down and asked him in a low voice, “Then how can you be sure that you like boys?”
The Last Bride of Shen Mansion
I married into an ancient manor. My husband was handsome and gentle, spending every day personally selecting hairpins and picking out dresses for me.
Later, I discovered the manor’s secret, and my eyes welled with tears of terror.
He said, “You’re trembling. It’s not because you’re afraid of me, is it?”
“It’s alright. You just haven’t adjusted yet. I’ll teach you, slowly…”
