It has been three years since I got married, and I don’t know when, but I developed this habit. I went downstairs on time every night and watched a group of children playing. My wife also understood that my pain was always by my side. She was always with me. She was foolishly watching the innocent children in front of me playing until the end there was no one before she took me home... I don’t know what evil I did in my previous life. Like children more than like my own personality. In fact, I didn’t let my wife’s stomach react at all in two years.