The colonial bride pushed away her husband's hand on her wedding night, with the dead fragrance of the lily of the valley from the Bible still lingering on her fingertips.
A smuggling case tore apart the mask of an expatriate gentleman, and the body of a mixed-race baby shattered the sacred curtain of the church.
She fled with her husband to the stormy Atlantic Ocean, but found a salvation warmer than God in the burlap apron on the South African beach——
It was the rum stain in his palm, hidden in her coffee beans, crushed and rewoven by the hurricane,
The truth about love and pain.
(The icon in the mist, the broken cross, the singing coffee beans... In the Zhang Ailing-style desolation, the broken light of the female souls of the colonial era is salvaged.)
Purpose: Awakening of Eros and Salvation of the Soul in the Colonial Context