Provides housing, provide cars, gives wife money to buy clothes, shoes, leather bags, jewelry, buys infant formula for the kid, gives money and gifts to the parents on holidays and new year. On the surface, I'm a capable and elite white-collar worker; but in reality, I'm nothing more than an ordinary person working constantly for our livelihood.
My wife is a danmei fan. She is always on the internet to read novels when there is nothing to do, to discuss "gong" "shou". Sometimes she even jokingly asked if I was a "queen shou" or "two-faced gong". In those times, I only pat her head lightly, not bothering to argue back.
Actually, she doesn't know that I am originally bisexual. I used to live preposterously with all kinds of men and women. When it is time to settle down, I cast aside those things; then marry, and earnestly started to run this family.
Recently, my wife falls in love with harem struggle genre. Her eyes always shine brightly looking at the computer.
I bring my son to play ball on the carpet, take the ball away, and his eyes gleam with tears. Bring the ball closer, he immediately grins from ear to ear. My foolish son, he is so cute to look at.
My wife suddenly asks me: "What if you suddenly transmigrate into an ancient woman?"I respond without thinking: "Adapt to society, integrate to new life."
My wife asks again: "Even giving birth to children?"
I kiss my son's delicate cheek, reply: "Of course, in order to keep on living, anything is possible. Don't you think only women good at adapting."
The wife asks again: "What about living inside a rich family that makes wife and concubine share a husband?"
Smile and reply: "The answer is just like before. I can endure it physiologically, let alone psychologically. To fall in love with an ancient stud horse is looking for fault yourself. It is better just to enjoy the riches, and no need to work like ox and horse like in this life.”
My wife laughs out loud, hugs me hard and kisses several times.
Well, I didn't expect that the next day, the words came true. After waking up, I turned to an ancient and rich 3 years old little girl.
My parents had savings and pension, furthermore, eldest brother also looked after them. My wife had a career, house and car were just bought, she shouldn't have much to worry about. Besides, she was still young and good-looking, remarry should be easy. Just that my silly son, truly made me sorry for him, and regret to part with, would I be able to see him again?
I rest my chin in my 3 years old hand, feeling endless melancholy……