A handsome man in white came towards Zhou Xiao from a distance and handed Zhou Xiao a rose affectionately. Zhou Xiao stretched out her hand and was about to take it when a voice stopped her, "Zhou Xiao, you are mine." Zhou Xiao turned around and saw another man standing behind her. She could not see the man's face clearly, but the man seemed to be holding a knife in his hand, which was bright and stung her eyes. Zhou Xiao was startled and opened her eyes. She looked around her surroundings. Where is this place? "This is your home." A voice answered her question, but why was this voice the same as the one she heard in her dream? Zhou Xiao looked around and saw a strange man standing beside the bed looking at her. "Who are you?" Zhou Xiao asked subconsciously. "Your husband." The man replied matter-of-factly. "Then who am I?" Zhou Xiao's brain short-circuited. "My wife." The man answered matter-of-factly again. "Where is this?" Zhou Xiao asked. "As I said, this is your home." The man replied matter-of-factly for the third time. Zhou Xiao sat up from the bed...