Just because I said a few words to my first love, whom I hadn't seen in years, my wife, Qiu Ying, demanded that I report my whereabouts to her at all times.
Otherwise, she would stop paying for our daughter Lili's medical treatment.
The first time, I was buying groceries when she made me record a video, look into the camera, and call myself her lapdog.
The second time, I was accompanying our daughter during dialysis when she ordered me to strip naked so she could check whether I'd been fooling around with another woman.
The third time, our daughter had finally found a kidney donor, but my wife told me to travel halfway across town to buy the roasted sweet potatoes we'd eaten on our first date.
By the time I delivered them, drenched in sweat, I was one minute later than the time she'd set.
My wife gave the kidney to her first love's mother instead.
Only then did I understand.
Everything she'd done before was a deliberate attempt to torment me and please her first love.
