I've been dead for three months because of a car accident, but my wife, Su Shengsheng, still thinks I'm just jealous and throwing a tantrum.
It wasn't until her mother was hospitalized that she specifically asked me to look after her and make her some pork rib soup.
She called me over and over, demanding that I go take care of her mother.
“Jiang Nanyu, where the hell have you been? How much longer are you going to keep this up? Who are you trying to fool with that pathetic act?”
“My mom's sick and in the hospital. Get back here and take care of her right now. Maybe then I'll consider forgiving you. Otherwise, you can look forward to a divorce.”
But the voice that answered on the other end was my friend's: “You've got some nerve calling him. Nanyu is already dead.”
