Diagnosis: Negative Loyalty

Lin Wei and I have been married for seven years, but the physical examination report said that she had terminal gastric cancer. My mother held my hand as I sold my house to save my wife: "Just say you are the one who is sick." When Lin Wei heard the news that I had cancer, she drafted a divorce agreement that day. "If you really love me, don't drag me down." She pushed the property list in front of me. It wasn't until I tore up the agreement that my mother texted me: "The old house is sold, it's enough to fix the problem." The sudden change of expressions between Lin Wei and her mother-in-law made me laugh to tears. On the day of the divorce, I reminded her: "You haven't gotten your physical examination report yet." Three months later she knelt on the hospital bed and begged me for help. I leaned over and whispered into her ear, "Do you remember what you told me?" When her urn arrived, my newly purchased suitcase was sliding away on the conveyor belt. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.