When Silence Met Madness
In the tenth year of my diagnosis with selective mutism, my mother decided it was time to bring home a little brother for me from an orphanage.
Her eyes immediately landed on a boy in the back row, but the head of the orphanage opposed without hesitation.
"Ms. Lane, this kid has been nothing but trouble since he was small. Just two days ago, he made an old man on crutches play goalie. If you take him home, your life will never be peaceful!"
I looked on without the slightest interest.
My mother, however, was exhilarated. Pointing at the boy, she declared excitedly, "Then, he's exactly the one I want!"
And suddenly, lines of bullet comments scrolled before me.
'The mom cracks me up. Her eyes practically sparkled like spotlights.'
'Our brooding female lead grew up friendless. Her mom's been worrying about that for years. Now she's found this rascal, there's no way she's letting go.'
'Honestly, fate is wild. The mom instantly picks her future son-in-law. In their past lives, the female lead died trying to save him. Now that they've both been reborn, maybe they'll finally get a second chance together.'