“You were just then fi lthily arrogant. Why are you guilty now? Liar!”
“Well, I would have slept much better beside you if I were a hero protecting his beauty or a king guarding the kingdom for his queen. It ought to be like this. I always imagine us as the prince and princess in one of the fairy tales. Sometimes I believe you are still my princess. ”
“Didn’t you call me a chicken the other night?” Mei asked. “A chicken?”
“Sorry, I was not being myself. I was frustrated and angry. I shouldn’t call you a chicken. You are no chicken. You are my Mei, my plum blossom and my lovely wife.”