After the car accident, one of the two young masters of the Jiang family was killed and the other injured.
After my Buddhist husband woke up in the hospital, he called me: "Sister-in-law."
He said that his body contained the soul of his brother Jiang Huaiyi. I went crazy and called doctors and Taoists to get my husband back.
Until I heard the conversation between him and his son at night:
"Dad, you have liked your eldest aunt for many years, and you have even stayed in the Buddhist temple for her for many years. Now you can finally be with her openly."
The man on the bed touched his son's head: "If it were not to prevent your mother from ruining your aunt's relationship, I would not marry her."
I was hiding in the dark and had not yet digested what they said, but I saw with my own eyes the scene after my son left.
The Buddhist husband, who had always been cold and self-possessed, had abstained from sex for seven years in order to pay homage to the Buddha, so he kept his sister-in-law in the small hospital bed to keep her warm.
The next day, I directly applied for Jiang Huaijing's death certificate and burned our marriage certificate.
During his grand proposal ceremony to his sister-in-law, he got on the helicopter that came to pick me up.
But Qing Leng Buddha chased him like crazy for several streets.