"I got married, Mom. We registered recently," said Lu Yi calmly. He spoke as if it was a simple, casual matter, but the announcement was no different than thunder to Ye Shuyun's ears.
Ye Shuyun wanted to scream. In the end, she covered a hand over her mouth. No talking, no screaming, no shouting.
"You got married?" she asked, dropping her voice so that no scream escape.
"Yes," nodded Lu Yi. "I did."
"My child, are you unwell?" said Ye Shuyan, putting her hand on Lu Yi's forehead. There's no fever, yet why is he speaking such folly? Why did he think that he was married? Has the desire to marry drove him mad? Or have I, his mother, pushed him too hard?
Lu Yi took Ye Shuyun's hand and led her to sit down.
"I'm do not have a fever, Mom. Like I said, my marriage registration had been validated. I am now married."
"But why?" Ye Shuyun pointed at the closed door. "Is that, your wife, my daughter-in-law…"
"Yes," nodded Lu Yi.
