That evening was too short with so much to say and that night too long without the prospect of a bright future. The cold chill seemed to deliberately steal Mei away from her beloved family, who had been longing for a reunion. But the next morning, Bing said unexpectedly, “Mei is my woman. She is going to be my wife this Spring Festival. I promise I can make her happy. The sooner we get married, the better, don’t you think? Look at her fast-growing belly. I can’t wait! Can you?”