“You are the sinner. You create sins.” Mei spoke in a particularly wrathful voice. “That’s why you deserve all the pain. That’s why they didn’t kill you, didn’t give you a quick death. Because they wanted to watch you suff ering. Now you are spreading your pain to me, as though I’m not only your wife but your trash bin, your ashtray, your toilet. What about me? What about how I feel?”
“I know. I know. You suff er as much as I do. I’m useless. I couldn’t make you happy. But we are husband and wife. Right? We need each other. Especially at this moment. I’m a defeated man. Many terrible things are pressing hard on me. I’m breathless. The start of what has become of me is simply because I want to make you happy and give everything to our sons. But now I need you more than ever. I ...”