At my ex-husband's funeral, I quietly placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums on the coffin.
Everyone praised me for my magnanimity for coming to see my cheating ex on his last journey.
Only I know what lies in the coffin——
It's the little wolfdog who was sleeping next to my pillow this morning.
He pretended to be a stranger and chased me for three years, but when the news of his ex-husband's death came, he smiled and kissed my fingertips:
"Sister, we can finally be aboveboard."
I withdrew my hand and looked at the photo in the center of the mourning hall.
What a shame, he'll never know-
The poisonous wine that killed him was mixed by me myself.
