On the night when Qingshui Town was burned to ashes by the warlords, I met Shen Xiao while holding my mother's body. The young man who once took us to play horseback riding and fight now wore military boots and stepped on the severed head of Zhou Jingming's father. He said he wanted to protect me, but he lied to me about losing my virginity and getting pregnant and ran away. Two years later, I found him with my sick child in my arms. He was watching a play with his newly married concubine in his arms. "The witch doctor said the child must be raised by his own mother," he chuckled while flicking the ashes from his cigarette, "stay and be a wet nurse." That night I cut up all the silk and satin he gave me and fled to Shanghai with the child. Until Zhou Jingming appeared at the entrance of the alley with his face covered in blood: "Quick! Shen Xiao is going to use the child to lure you back -" When the train whistle blew, I saw Shen Xiao holding the child on the platform and raising his gun. The gun was pointed at the temple of Zhou Jingming's newlywed wife...
