In the autumn of the tenth year of Jiading, thirty miles outside Lin'an Prefecture, by the Qiantang River.
Li Aixi woke up due to the smell of river water.
His head felt like it had been hit with a heavy hammer, and he was so dizzy that all the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, and every move caused excruciating pain. She struggled to open her eyes, and what she saw was not the white ceiling of the hospital, but the gray sky. She could hear the howling wind and... The sound of the river lapping at the shore?
"Cough... Cough..." She wanted to stand up, but found that her right hand was tied with something, and the rough hemp rope cut into her skin, causing burning pain. She lowered her head and saw that what she was wearing was not the sportswear she was familiar with - it was a gray, coarse cloth jacket, stained with mud and blood, with a big hole in the collar, and a shallow wound on the exposed collarbone, which was still oozing blood.
This is not her body.
