Summary
On the day we went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce, the clerk stared at the screen and asked me, “Are you sure you want to process paperwork with a dead person?” I whipped my head around to look at him. Xu Shuhuai was standing right beside me. He reached out and snatched my ID card away. In a low voice, he said, “Kang Wantang, from this moment on, no matter who asks, you tell them you haven’t seen me today.” But that very night, his car really did explode into a fireball by the river.