This is a stage made of red silk and white bones.
The story begins with a letter dedicated to his wife and ends with the whimper of a southern storm.
Twenty years of time is enough for a baby to grow into a cold-blooded householder, and enough for a chaste woman to become a crazy abandoned wife.
Love is twisted here into possession, possession is alienated into sacrifice, and sacrifice is sublimated into destruction.
In the end, everyone got what they originally asked for——
The patriarch received the most "pure" inherited bloodline.
The mistress has gained the supreme inner authority.
The eldest son was given a "free" death away from strife.
The little girl experienced a "growth" like having her bones and heart ripped out.
But no one is happy.
This house is like a silent glutton, quietly chewing every "sacrifice" invested in it - love, chastity, ethics, flesh and blood, and even soul.
Then, spit out the exquisite and cold "decency" for future generations to admire.
Intent: Beginning with the sacrifice of his wife and ending with the devouring of his son, it is a bloody fable about how feudal clans alienate people into sacrifices.