Three months ago, my wife's unrecognizable body was carried out of the deep mountain forest in the neighboring county.

The police said that there were many wild animals in the deep mountain forest, and my wife accidentally fell into the water flow below the cliff, and then was washed up to the barren valley...

What's even more desperate is that my wife, who was dying, not only did not wait for rescue, but was bitten to death by wild animals.

Sadness engulfed me like a rising tide.

Before I could finish my wife's affairs, I fainted in the funeral home.

I had a high fever of forty degrees and was on the verge of death.

I stayed in the hospital for a whole week, and my father-in-law took care of me day and night.

After being discharged from the hospital,

I often saw my wife's figure at home, and even the air was filled with the smell of the lotus root and pork ribs soup she often cooked.

My father-in-law tried to persuade me to get over it, based on my many years of good treatment to my wife.

But it was of no use. My mental state continued to deteriorate, and I couldn't sleep at night.

My father-in-law even introduced me to a psychotherapist, trying to awaken my consciousness with hypnosis, but it didn't work.

Drinking a cup of calming tea before going to bed every night as prescribed by the doctor didn't work either.

It was three o'clock in the morning again, and I was awakened by a voice.

Husband, husband, husband...

I jumped out of bed, cold sweat oozing down my body.

The voice kept calling, intermittently and incessantly.

My wife...

My wife is back!

I lifted the quilt and got out of bed, running wildly along the almost silent corridor towards the sound.

Husband...husband...I'm so cold...

My wife was still calling.

My footsteps became faster and faster, and my joy almost broke my throat. When I passed my father-in-law's room, I knocked on his door frantically.

"Dad! Dad! Xiaoyuan is back!"

My father-in-law, with sleepy eyes, opened the door. In a hurry, I didn't even know whether I grabbed his hand or his sleeve, and I just took big steps towards the direction where the sound came from.

I dragged him to the point of almost falling, and he kept trying to push away my shackles.

But I seemed to hear nothing, just blindly responding to my wife's call.

I went towards the open floor-to-ceiling window in a daze.