again. ‘The police questioned the tourist. Don’t know he’s going to jail, depending if they count this as an
accident. He kept saying he’s Raymond Chen. Weird man—‘
‘
Shush.’ She placed a finger on his lips. ‘Today’s our silk wedding, isn’t it? We shouldn’t talk about
miseries and tragedies, should we?’
‘
Yes,’ He saluted playfully. ‘Silk wedding today, ma’am. A wife, son and husband forever together,
ma’am.’
She leaned onto his shoulder, whispering softly. ‘Yes, Ming, Little Ming and Mei together forever.’ And
there the family sat together, watching the sunset on the great, Great wall.
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