Time passed. My daughter’s first birthday
arrived. Lu Ming and I threw a grand party for
her, inviting friends and family. He made her a
huge cake, and he was taking pictures,
looking lovingly at her.
I watched, smiling. I needed my lighter and
began searching, finding a medical report in a
hidden compartment.
It stated that Lu Ming was perfectly healthy. I
stared at the report, then looked at Lu Ming,
who remained calm.
“A little white lie,” he said lightly. “I’ll explain
“A little white lie,” he said lightly. “I’ll explain later.”
I was taken aback. My parents called us over. “Our daughter and son–in–law, come for the family photo!”
Lu Ming took my hand, smiling.
“Coming!”
Looking at Lu Ming, happy and loving, my
doubts vanished. I knew our future would be
bright.
(The End)
