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.

if I regret

listened, her eyes rimmed in red, she

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

only regret was that her true

said, “Mom…thank

what are you thanking me

corners of Zara’s eyes, and said seriously, “You are

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

are countless kinds of men in the world: Tall and short,

things don’t matter, only finding the

the right one and remember your

nodded repeatedly, and said earnestly: “Mom, I

moment, the doorbell

hurriedly said, “It should be the

I’ll get the door.”

the door of the room, opening it with the expectation that it would

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