Daughter Died on Wife Bai Yueguang's Birthday

On the day her daughter was admitted to the intensive care unit with a high fever, Jiang Rou was celebrating the birthday of her first love. I called her countless times but she cut them off one by one. It wasn't until the second before her daughter passed away that the phone was finally picked up. But it was the voice of Jiang Rou's first love: "She is taking a bath, please call me tomorrow." When we met again at my daughter's funeral, Jiang Rou knelt in the dirt and begged me for forgiveness. She said, we will have children in the future. But, Jiang Rou, we have no future.