The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month. My wife got a call from her childhood sweetheart. We had a furious argument at a highway rest stop. She turned around, smashed my phone, and drove off alone. In twenty-below-zero weather, I walked thirty kilometers home along the highway. But halfway there, I froze to death and was devoured by wolves. I ended up without even a body left behind. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my wife abandoned me at the rest stop. 01 The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month. I was sitting in the passenger seat, while my wife, Lin Fangfang, talked to her childhood sweetheart beside me. "A Qiang, your hand is hurt. Are you okay?" "Fangfang, I'm fine,