Before I died, I inexplicably contracted cancer. The doctor said there was nothing wrong with my genes, it might have been a problem with my diet. Yet, all my three meals a day were prepared by my husband himself, with healthy food.

Before my hearing disappeared, I heard him softly whisper in my ear, "I'm sorry."

I've been with Sun Cheng for ten years. Ten years ago, his parents and mine met in a middle-aged and elderly tourist group, and that's how I met him, who went to the same school as me.

After four years of college youth, we naturally entered the hall of marriage.

Today, on our second anniversary, there was no expected romance. He said he had failed in an investment and owed a large sum of money.

Memories came flooding back, and breathing began to become difficult.

I went to the bathroom and vomited all the dinner, my hands began to tremble constantly.

Struggling, I called my parents. When the phone connected, I cried out "Mom" and couldn't help but cry.

Mom was shocked by me and hurried to my new home with Dad.

This action woke up Sun Cheng, he sat in the living room and made a wry smile. I, oblivious, pacified my parents, and only after my mother repeatedly confirmed that I was really okay, did they leave the house.

Sun Cheng said I should go to bed early.

When his hand came to embrace me, my body trembled slightly.