At the New Year's Eve dinner, my brother-in-law threw wine at me and humiliated me in public.
The wife of the powerful general still stood in front of me with a cold face.
Everyone laughed at me for hiding under women's skirts to survive - until the urgent battle report from 800 miles came, and one hundred thousand black flag troops knelt down the entire long street and shouted "See the coach" in unison.
She froze.
I pushed her away and tore up the marriage contract: "General Shen, the three years of kindness will be repaid today. From now on, you and I will be strangers."
The snow was falling heavily, but she stood outside the house and refused to retreat.
I didn't look back.
But when I rode back north, I discovered that this woman who once wanted me to die had left the deepest wound on my heart.
