Dìdi (弟弟)
It hurt, it was very hurt. It hurt me very much.
The discomfort, the desire to be accepted, to be cooler at least. It feels better to lie to yourself.
Dream, dreamed. The mother dreamed.
What is it if she not marrying their father, pursue her art. Maybe opened art studio in new york, how sweet. But all along her mother always choose her childrens. Because they're her dream.> "You know, sometimes I sit and think about how I ended up here.. so ordinary.
Is this what my life has amounted to?
I wonder.. what if I didn't marry your father, if I didn't have you and Vivian.
What would my life be like?
Maybe I would've come to America by myself
And I'd have become a successful artist by now with my own studio in New York
Sometimes, I dreamed.
But then, getting to watch you and Vivian grow up here, make friends, and learn so many things I can't teach you.
I realize.. you are my dream.
How could I be ashamed of you?
I am so proud.