"I am a mother who had three children; the first time I saw my eldest and youngest sons, my feelings were indescribably overwhelming and excited, but when I first saw Yinyin, I didn't feel that way."
Liu Mingzhu raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears, "At that time, I thought there was something wrong with me. I asked many psychologists why I felt so distant from my child, lacking the excitement of a mother."
"The doctors all thought I was overthinking, or since I had three children, that feeling which had occurred twice already, just disappeared, numbed by the third time."
"I know... it wasn't like that."
Liu Mingzhu clenched her husband's hand, "Tiancheng, I'm so scared that all of this might be true."
"I'm afraid I didn't protect my own flesh and blood, that I let her drift away from us; my roars, my rage, they were all just masking my inner panic and helplessness."
