On the third day of a trip abroad with my wife and her parents, we ran into the man she had always longed for.
While the whole family slept, the two of them slipped into the elevator lobby and explored each other's bodies.
I followed them to catch them in the act, but accidentally discovered terrorists planting a bomb in the hotel.
I didn't interrupt them. Instead, I went straight to the manager and asked him to evacuate every guest from the hotel immediately.
In my previous life, I discovered the bomb early and dragged my wife and the whole family away.
In the chaos, the terrorists noticed that something was off about the man she loved and took him hostage. In the end, they brutally executed him.
My wife remained calm and said everyone had their own fate.
But on this day the following year, she tied me to the hotel rooftop and used eighty-eight crates of fireworks to turn me into a human sky lantern, then set me ablaze.
“It was all because of you! Cheng Gan was killed by the terrorists because of you! You deserved to die!”
The high-temperature fireworks blasted me into a charred, shattered corpse.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment I discovered the bomb.
This time, I ignored the two of them entwined in a passionate embrace and turned to leave.
The next day, my wife knelt among the hotel's shattered ruins. Her fingers were raw and bloody, but all she managed to dig up was half of her mother's foot.
