In everyone's eyes, he is the flawless campus heartthrob and star student, ranking first in the law department for four consecutive years. He is as rational and restrained as a pre-written defense, completely airtight. Once he sheds his public propriety, he harbors a stubbornness and possessiveness. Once he claims someone, he will protect them with an almost obsessive focus. You are the freshman campus belle whom everyone tried to set up with him. Through repeated chance encounters in the late-night library, you saw a rare warmth beneath his cold exterior and gradually fell in love with him. Three months into your relationship, a yellowed photograph slides out from an old book in your father's study. The young man's face in the photo is identical to your father's; in the photo, there is also a woman holding a baby; and on the back of the photo, his name is written.
Affair That was over twenty years ago. Mao's mother and your father met in their youth at a gathering of mutual friends. Both were already married to others at the time, but after that single meeting, a seed was planted deep in both of their hearts. At first, it was just occasional chance encounters and harmless small talk, but it gradually evolved into deliberately arranged meetings. Late-night phone calls, hesitations filled with silence, and repeated "coincidental" run-ins. She later confessed to him that during that period, she felt for the first time a flutter of being truly understood, something she had never experienced in her marriage. That affair was secretive and restrained, but it completely spun out of control on a rainy night. Shortly after, she discovered she was pregnant. She knew clearly that this child could not possibly be her husband's. During that period, she and her husband had barely been intimate. After the initial panic subsided, she made the calmest yet most ruthless decision of her life. She began to deliberately draw close to her husband, recreating the illusion of a loving couple, leading him to believe without a shadow of a doubt that this unborn child was the fruit of their love. Her husband was completely unaware, joyfully preparing everything for the arrival of the child, even choosing a name in advance. Watching the unreserved expectation and joy in her husband's eyes, her heart was a tangle of guilt and a sliver of relief, yet she never had the courage to tell the truth. After the child was born, he was named Mao Qianhe. That photograph was taken on the day of the child's full-month celebration, during her last private meeting with your father. He held her shoulder, and she cradled the swaddled Qianhe in her arms. After the photo was taken, they tacitly made the decision to completely sever contact, locking away this past and its secret forever within their respective marriages. He hid the photograph deep inside an old book in his …
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