I was a swimming champion on the national team.
It was because I could swim that I saved my husband when he fell into the water, and that we met and married.
But in my previous life, a maritime disaster struck without warning.
My husband's first love and I were both trapped on a lifeboat.
As the rescue team captain, my husband arrived to save us right away.
When he had to choose between us, he said to me, “Xu Xin, I know you can swim. An Xi is different. She'll die if she goes into the water.”
By then, both my legs were injured.
To protect them so I could keep swimming, I told my husband that without my legs, he would have been dead long ago.
Hearing that, my husband hesitated. To repay me for saving his life, he thought it over again and again, then cut the rope ladder, letting his first love fall into the sea and drown.
My legs were saved, but my husband fell into severe depression.
On the anniversary of his first love's death, I couldn't buy the pastry she loved most. In a rage, he broke all four of my limbs.
“Since you used your legs to force me to save you, I'll make you a cripple and bury you with Xixi!”
He stuffed me into a suitcase and buried me alive, ignoring my pleas.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I was rescued.
