The day my wife disappeared, I became the prime suspect.
Gold lawyer Su Yue reported his wife Lin Xi missing, but the police found a bloody knife from his study. What's even more fatal is that the wife's diary was sent to the police station, and the last page said: "If I were not here, the murderer would be my husband."
After opening the diary, he realized that the woman who poured him warm water every night had long been driven into the abyss of depression by his indifference of saying "Don't do anything useless" and never looking back. Every page was an accusation, every word was a cry for help, and he never heard it.
Now, he was forced to recall the details that he had ignored in the interrogation room: her back standing on the balcony, the wound on her hand when she picked up the glass, her last phone call that he didn't answer... The truth was peeled off layer by layer, and he finally saw clearly how the woman who loved him disappeared little by little in front of him.
Suspense and the double crit of chasing his wife in the crematorium - he must clear away the suspicion of "killing his wife" while finding the person he pushed away with his own hands. But is the diary she left behind a suicide note of hatred or a code for help?
When you find that the person who loves you the most hates you to the core, do you still dare to look directly at your past?
Lin Xi, where are you?
