Not long after, his wife became pregnant.
I was in a daze for a long time, as if I had grown into an adult in an instant.
I actually have my own child?
I gradually began to focus my attention on the woman who had borne my child.
She was no longer as shy as when we first met, but she remained gentle and beautiful.
At first glance, you can tell she's the kind of woman who's perfect for a home and family.
Such women are usually married into a man's home and treated as decorations, as if their thoughts and everything about them are unimportant.
Isn't that true of myself too?
It doesn't matter to him who he marries.
But now, things seem a little different.
After all, she did bear his child!
So she noticed that I seemed to care about her more, and she seemed a little flattered.
I only felt a pang of sadness, for her sake.
It seems a bit of a waste for a woman like that to marry me.
The day my child was born, I held him helplessly, looking at this child who looked somewhat like me.
Suddenly I don't know how to treat him.
It was as if only now could he understand some of the feelings his parents had back then.
But looking at that face, he couldn't help but wonder what his child with her would look like.
Wouldn't it be even cuter?
I wonder what their children look like?
He must be just as mischievous and clever as her.
As the child grew up, although he looked like him, his personality was nothing like his.
He must have taken after his mother; he's a little gentleman and an extremely gentle boy.
And they are getting older day by day.
Just when he thought he would continue living like this, he heard the news of his wife's death; she had passed away from illness.
In that instant, he felt a sense of loss and disbelief, as if he could hardly believe it.
The woman who had been with him for most of his life, just like that, she's gone?
He was clearly very good to her, except...
There is no love.
How could she just leave like that?
He never married again after that.
Everyone said he was deeply in love with his wife, but he always just laughed it off.
But in my final moments, I only said one sentence to my son.
"Bury me with your mother."
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