In the second year after I became disabled, An Ning betrayed our marriage.
I sat in my wheelchair, watching over my mother's funeral, when out of the corner of my eye I saw An Ning pull off her mourning sash and follow a man outside.
I adjusted the control panel on my wheelchair and slowly followed them.
From the room next door came An Ning's giggles. "Be gentle. Don't act like a little puppy."
I stiffly drove my wheelchair forward and saw the young man wrap an arm around her waist and lift her up, teasing her. "Isn't this what you like?"
At that moment, my blood froze in my chest. I quickly pressed the reverse button and fled in panic.
