At Death's Door, My Wife Chose Her White Moonlight

My daughter died. The bus plunged into the river, and she died before my eyes in the icy water. The rescue team captain's wife was there too, but she was busy saving her first love and his daughter, who were trapped in the back row. My daughter struggled in the water, her face full of terror, repeating over and over, “Mom, save me!” But right up until she sank beneath the water, Ji Banxia never spared her a glance. On the day of my daughter's funeral, I called her. It took more than a dozen tries before she answered.

“An Yu and An'an both caught colds and have low-grade fevers after falling into the water. They're still on IV drips. Can't you stop making a scene and get a grip on yourself for once?!”

She snapped out those words, then blocked me. With a bandage wrapped around my head, I looked at my daughter's smiling face on her gravestone. At that moment, I gave up on our marriage completely.