"Now that he is a prostitute, how can he still think of my rotten wife?"
I smiled bitterly, knowing that I was bound to die, so I drank the poisonous wine in one gulp.
It was difficult for him to come forward, so his future wife-in-law cleared my obstacle for him.
When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day I got married to him.
Demining: a first-person short story
Purpose: Cherish life