Seven Days of Love

A portion of my liver was successfully transplanted into Tuotuo.

He survived.

Like a resilient little blade of grass, he grew stronger day by day.

He became the only light in my dark life, aside from Jin Lan.

During my bouts of depression, I would lose my temper with him, yell at him, and even lay a hand on him.

But I loved him so much.

When he said “Mama” for the first time, I was so thrilled that I recorded it, wanting to show everyone.

But after looking around,

I realized there wasn’t a single person I could share it with.

Zhang Mi had moved abroad.

I didn’t even have many friends left.

That day, a friend blocked me. Before she did, she berated me, calling me a disgrace to modern women.

She asked why I chose to have a child when he didn’t have a father.

And that I didn’t even have a stable place to live.

She said, “I don’t think what you’re doing is good for the child.”

I told her I knew I was wrong, but I didn’t regret it.

If it weren’t for that illness, and if I hadn’t been desperate enough to fall for a scam,

Tuotuo and I could have been living a very good life right now.

But, there are no more “what ifs.”

I just have bad luck.