My wife pulled out my ventilator with her own hands. She had discovered that the person who donated a kidney to save her all those years ago wasn't the man she had always cherished, but me, the man she had despised for ten years. “Don't be afraid, A Yi. The thief who stole your life is finally going to get what he deserves.” The moment the ventilator was removed, I gasped and convulsed, while my wife held her “savior” tenderly, relieved to finally be rid of me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back ten years earlier, on the rainy night when I saved her, only for Lin Yi to take credit for it.
