In her third year as Mrs. Fu, Fu Shenxiao made it official with another woman. The girl's white hands and the man's big hands were entangled, intimate. That familiar hand was still wearing my wedding ring. I watched it for a long time, but in the end I didn't like it or cry. He just silently took off the wedding ring that he had worn for three years. What Fu Shenxiao didn't know was that I was already terminally ill. Will die soon.
