"Tonight I went to see my mum, and today I took some photos of myself at your wedding venue. I showed them to her and talked to her as usual, and then she suddenly became very quiet."
Shi Jun's mother had gone mad and was living in a psychiatric sanatorium. Her condition had deteriorated and showed no signs of improvement.
"All these years, she'd never spoken to me normally, but tonight, it seemed like she suddenly recognized me and said..." Shi Jun paused, his emotions complicated, his throat feeling as though it was stuffed with cotton: "said, my Jun has grown up and started a family."
As the best man, he had dressed meticulously, wearing a suit with a boutonniere, a smile on his face. The background of the photos, along with guests who inadvertently appeared in them, revealed the joyful atmosphere of the wedding.
His mother mistook him for the groom.
