Chu Lui looked at the watch on his wrist. It was getting late. He opened his cell phone to several missed calls from the same person. This was his private number which, other than that person, only a few others knew.
"Let's go." He picked up his coat and stood up, walking outside. He did not want to go back, but he was obliged to. He had not forgotten he still had a responsibility at home, his wife.
When was it that to him, Li Manni had become a responsibility? All he wanted now was for her to have a baby soon. This way, perhaps he could relax a little and not feel so pressured.
To think that he, Chu Lui, would one day become a tool for childbirth. Such mockery.
Du Jingtang rested his chin on his hand, his eyes contemplating. It seemed that his cousin had changed. He was more silent than before as if he was exhausted. He looked as Chu Lui habitually rubbed in the middle of his forehead while wearing his coat.
