Deana laughed, “Where was your dream?”

Zara smiled and said: “In my dream, it seemed to be by the river where I liked to fly kites when I was a kid.”

Zara continued, “It was a strange dream, it seemed like the kind I had as a little girl, but I really didn’t mind it.”

Deana nodded: “What’s weird about this is that as the dreamer, you’re heavily invested in these kinds of violent dreams, but you feel absurd when you wake up.”

She then sighed softly, “Hey…in my life, I don’t know how many ridiculous and absurd dreams I’ve had.

I dreamt that the dead were still alive, and that my life was vastly different… ”

Zara looked at Deana and saw the regret that could never be erased on her face.

She couldn’t help asking, “Mom, do you regret marrying my dad?”

Deana was astonished, but smiled bitterly and said, “If you’d asked me when I was your age, knowing that marrying the man I did would be accompanied by a lifelong unwillingness, then no, I wouldn’t marry him.

But who I was then, and who I am are not the same person.

asks me if I regret it, I

she understood the meaning of her mother’s

herself, marrying her father would be regrettable; because of herself and her brother, her mother

regret was that her true

quietly said, “Mom…thank

what are you thanking me

from the corners of Zara’s eyes, and said seriously, “You are not me,

when choosing your other half in the future, don’t follow

kinds of men in the world: Tall and short, fat and skinny, black

don’t matter, only finding the right

the right

and said earnestly: “Mom,

the doorbell rang

said, “It should be the guard coming to collect

I’ll get the door.”

the room, opening it with the expectation that

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