Easily Set Aflame

Epilogue

Epilogue 1 — Fetal Teaching

After Jia He woke in the mornings, she would walk to and fro, here and there in the house.

As someone who day in, day out relied on her computer to entertain herself, after being given the strict orders that her use of it was to be restricted, every day she could only longingly look forward to his evening return home, when he would release her computer from captivity in that locked cabinet...

"Hubby..." Today was a hard-to-come-by day when he was actually at home. Fawningly, she shuffled over to him and, rubbing her belly, told him, "Your babies' mom is going to get prenatal depression."

Two computers were open in front of him. She only brushed a quick glance over that familiar Microsoft Office software—Word—but the feeling was like she had seen a loved one. Just a few casual taps on the keyboard and many words would appear—such a top software! ... She discovered, she indeed was depressed.

Yi Wenze offhandedly closed the computers. "What would you like to do? I'll keep you company."

She contemplated on this for a long time. Go out? But at all times there would be the risk that her paunchy, embarrassing appearance would be photographed. That would definitely become a front-page lead story, with a huge headline added to it that said something along the lines of "Yi Wenze's Newlywed Wife Seen Out and About with a Swollen face and Looking Out of Shape"... But if they didn't leave the house, she had long since already trod over and worn down every inch of floor of the little space of their home.

In the end, she could only give a light sigh and, submitting to her fate, sit on the swing out on the balcony. "Read to me. Back when I watched The Reader, I bawled my eyes out. The acting in it is so good, especially when the male lead reads to the female lead."

She was always so easily moved by love stories. In The Reader, there was a significant age difference between the pair of lovers. The adolescent boy would continually read all kinds of books to the middle-aged woman, and they would have their trysts in a very shabby, worn apartment. The feelings that developed between the two infected everyone. However, the young man's cowardice ultimately caused the woman's tragic death and her to be filled with remorse and regrets when she departed from the world...

Sitting on the swing, Jia He gazed contentedly at Yi Wenze.

Were it not for him, she undoubtedly would have still fearfully remained where she had been, too hesitant to take a forward step.

Bringing books with him, he walked over, pulled out the English script of The Lion King, and sat down next to her. His very placid voice was accompanied by the midsummer sun. She rested against his arm, bathing in the sunshine, enjoying the caresses of the air conditioning that blew on her—just ridiculously comfortable and indulgent... His voice was very light and its smooth, gentle London accent lulled her until, before long, her mind grew hazy and she dozed off.

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When she awoke, he was still sitting beside her. His arm that she was using as a pillow was completely motionless while his other hand flipped through a book. This picture conjured up the memory of the very beginning of their beginning, when she had drunk that first cup of coffee with him, of the sunlight beyond the window coupled with the very suitable angle from which she had looked at him. The person before her still seemed to exude a poster-like texture. Now, though, she not only had a feeling of wanting to abandon herself and sink into it; there was also a feeling of happiness and fulfillment.