Chapter 31: 365 Days with My Lover (Extra Edition)

in sweat. Before I could even have a sip of water, my mother followed me in, carrying a cardboard box.

“Mom, there’s no hot water, just make do with this,” I said, handing her a bottle of mineral water. But Mom didn’t take it. Her arched eyebrows furrowed as she paced back and forth in the room, which was less than 30 square meters.

“How can anyone live in such terrible conditions?” the mother muttered to herself, a hint of resentment in her voice.

“It’s nothing. I’m all grown up now, and I have to learn to take care of…