I was murdered by my lawful husband in our marital bed.
Fire engulfed me ninety-nine times.
For the ninetieth time, I learned to throw the gasoline back.
For the ninety-fifth time, I exposed the charred skeleton of his business empire.
For the ninety-ninth time, I held my child's hand and walked towards the man who would rush into the fire for me every time.
He pinned a brand new firefighter badge on my collar and warmed it on his fingertips:
"Welcome back to the team, Comrade Lin Xiaowei."
"This time, we fight side by side."
——Don't be afraid of fire. For those who are afraid of fire, how can they melt their shackles and create new life?
Purpose: This article explores through a desperate time loop that the highest form of love is not sacrifice, but symbiosis and common growth. When justice and revenge reach their limits, only understanding and forgiveness can burn away the scars of the past, allowing women to rebuild themselves in the abyss, and making love become the strongest force that transcends cause and effect and heals fate.