A sudden, serious illness left me in a coma. When I woke up, there was a strange marriage contract in my home, signed by my late wife, Jiang Wanyue, whom I had never met. From then on, every night before I fell asleep, I could hear the faint sound of a zither, as if expressing endless longing. When I woke in the morning, there were often icy tear marks left on my pillow.
