I am here to speak not only for myself but also Wei Wei and Renqiulan at their request.
We would like to let everybody know that we are strong enough to forgive Madam Cat who could have an unforgivingly sharp tongue as demonstrated yesterday. Her derogatory and malicious remarks against us (which my AI has copied down for fun) belong to yesterday.
T.S. Eliot: "For last year's words belong to last year's language, and the next year's words await another voice."
Let the next year's words be voiced today.
Today is a new day, a new day for hope. Hope, I am told, springs eternal in the human breast. I really hope so.
I was brought up in America. Call me an all-American girl. Or, better still, call me an all-American optimist. Mind you, though, I am not over-optimistic and have never been.
We have to move on. We are actually moving on.
For all I know, Qiulan is not coming back. He is no longer devoting his free time to Chinese social media. Rather, he is spending as much time as possible on teaching his three little kids Mandarin and Cantonese. By the way, his fourth kid is on the way. His wife loves to have a girl after having had three boys in a row. Good luck, Mrs. Renqiulan!
All the best, everybody!
--- 水兒