Dream Reading

Five years into the marriage, my wife suddenly died of asthma, leaving me and my son desolate.
My friends lamented that I became a widower at such a young age, and my parents urged me to find someone else to marry with my son.
However, I firmly disagreed and insisted on mourning for my wife.
But on the third anniversary of my wife's death, I accidentally overheard my father-in-law angrily questioning my sister-in-law:
“Clearly, it was your sister who had asthma, and it was your sister who died. Yet, you pretended to be dead, deceiving your husband and son just to take care of your brother-in-law. Was it worth it?”
“For three years, Xiao Lin mourned for you, raising Lele on his own. You gave your niece a home, but have you ever thought that from the day you faked your death, Lele lost her mother as well?”
At that moment, my blood ran cold, and I finally understood that it wasn't my wife Ding Wanjun who died three years ago, but her twin sister Ding Wanning.
And my three years of mourning were nothing but a joke.
That night, I dialed my family's phone:
“Dad, Mom, I agree to remarry!"


After Mourning for My Faked-Death Wife for 3 Years, I Married the Chief Performer with My Son

Early the next morning, I went to the department store, bought the milk candies and pastries my son had wanted for a long time, and finally walked to the wedding section, pointing at a bright red wedding attire and asking the clerk to take it down for me to try.  


After coming out of the fitting room and looking at myself in the mirror, looking a few years younger, I was a bit dazed.  


The clerk looked at me and enthusiastically praised, "Is it for a wedding? Bright red is the most festive! So many people come here to buy clothes, but you're the first to wear this outfit so handsomely."  


But I silently took off the clothes, pointed at another outfit in a more sober color, and asked the clerk to pack it for me.  


Because a widow shouldn't wear red for remarriage.  


When I walked out of the department store with bags full, I happened to bump into Ding Wanjun, who was out shopping with her brother-in-law.  


She looked at me, first startled, then greeted me a bit awkwardly:  


"Brother-in-law, why are you suddenly out shopping?"  


Since her feigned death, I have been at home solely taking care of my son, and never had the leisure to go shopping, so seeing me buy so many things all of a sudden caught her by surprise.  


I didn't want to engage with her much, so I found an excuse to brush it off.  


But as we brushed past each other, she noticed the wedding attire peeking out from my bag, and her face suddenly turned serious.  


We also bought our wedding items here back then; however, the wedding attire at that time was red.  


And now, the wedding attire in my bag had turned into a plain color.  


But why would a widower like me need to buy a wedding outfit?  


She stood there stunned for a long time, to the point where her brother-in-law beside her noticed her unusual state.


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