My mother-in-law peered through the crack in the door for three nights, saw me going crazy inside, and on the fourth night, threw open the door and walked right in
My mother-in-law squatted outside my door for three nights, peering inside through the crack each night until 2 a.m.
The first night, she said nothing and merely wiped the dust off the doorframe.
The second night, I sprang out of bed at midnight, clutching my phone as I jumped around and smashed my pillow. Through the door, she called out, “Girl, if you keep sleeping like this, you’ll be ruined by dawn.” I said I was sleepwalking.
The third night, I paced back and forth with my computer in my arms, muttering to myself until even my slippers slipped off. My mother-in-law pressed close to the crack and watched for a while, her voice trembling: “You young couple are fighting until the middle of the night, and as a mother, all I can do is listen through the door?” I said nothing, set the computer down on the table, and placed it screen-side down.
On the fourth night, she used her key to open the door. A gust of air swept in the musty smell of the hallway. When she saw me, her eyes immediately reddened. “I figured life was so hard for you two that I didn’t want to call you out.”
I smiled and turned the computer around. She leaned closer to look. I stared at the screen, my fingers hovering over the keyboard, without saying a word.
She watched for a long time, then slowly placed her hand on my shoulder. “Mom doesn’t understand. Mom only knows that you called my name more than forty times in the middle of the night. Mom didn’t call you out—I just kept watch outside the door.”
What she was guarding wasn’t my marriage, but Bitcoin. Those forty-plus early-morning cries of her name were what I shouted while watching the market.
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