Chapter 105

It’s another weekend. The sun is rising, its gentle rays almost overhead, casting bright, warm light into the living room. I’m sitting at the dining table, reviewing my lessons, basking in the sunlight: “Ah, what a beautiful, sunny day…”

I stretched comfortably, glancing up every now and then to watch my mother’s slender figure busy in the kitchen.

It’s so beautiful; this warm feeling makes me feel like I’m basking in a spring breeze.

I quietly came up behind my mother and gently hugged her slender waist.

This beautiful woman is truly the greatest luck of my life. I gently…