"President in a vegetative state? Just right, so you don't have to deal with it."
On the day I entered Shen's house, I raised my glass to the man on the wedding bed.
For three years, I guarded the crumbling group for him, and everyone laughed at me as a poor substitute who guarded a living widow.
Until that night, I put out my cigarette butt and chuckled: "Enough acting."
The fingers on the hospital bed suddenly moved——
The moment he opened his eyes, I was burning the divorce papers to ashes.
"Are you awake?" I leaned over and pressed his trembling lips, "It's a pity that you are the son-in-law now."
