The Love I Threw Away Ten Years Ago

The day our son died, Zhou Xincheng went to pick up the woman he had always treasured in his heart, back from overseas.

I had a malignant brain tumor. It was terminal. I was going to die.

As I was being tormented by the pain of my illness, Zhou Xincheng was enjoying dinner with the woman he loved.

In the last few months of my life, I still played the part of his gentle, devoted wife.

Every day, I watched Zhou Xincheng leave early and come home late, rushing to be with someone else.

Only after I died and he read the diary I had deliberately left behind did he break down...