On the day he married me, Bai Yueguang signed the abortion consent form in the next ward.
After three years of marriage, he pinched my chin every night and said, "You are not even worthy of being a substitute."
It wasn't until I got the cancer diagnosis that I finally decided to disappear.
Later, he searched the whole city, but only found the note I left:
"In this life, I won't even die with you."
