Jiang Zhi always thought that her husband was a weak scholar. With that little restraint, the couple's life was ordinary but warm. Until that day, there was a sudden storm. She hid in the dark and saw her usually gentle husband standing there, smiling and silencing everyone who came to him.
Then he changed out of his blood-stained clothes as if nothing had happened. Jiang Zhi looked at those beautiful and slender hands, and even had an absurd thought in his trance: Was it her illusion just now?
Intention: to retreat to the mountains and wilderness