Little Ai, where are you exactly?
Wubai sat in the car, constantly dialing Little Ai's phone number. It was always unanswered, and the call wouldn't go through. In frustration, he punched the car window, his irritated hands covering his face. Suddenly, he remembered those many nights when he held her and spoke those silly words about the future.
She said, "Wubai, when we have kids in the future, I'll stay at home to be your full-time wife, okay? I want to be with the kids every day, teach her to read, teach her to talk, sing lullabies to her every night; we can also play with the kids together on weekends."
She said, "Wubai, do you think we'll have a daughter or a son? It seems your mom really likes daughters, oh, I also like daughters. I want her to be the happiest little princess, unlike me who had no mom or dad, I want to give her endless motherly love. Wubai, Wubai, are you even listening to me? Stop playing with your phone and tell me what name we should give our daughter?"
