"The fifteenth year of Zhiwei was the year I had the least control over my life, and also the year I felt the greatest sense of accomplishment."
Tang Yuan, a pharmaceutical researcher, unexpectedly arrived here from a bizarre murder-mystery game venue. She cut ties with her family and set off on her own, making her home wherever she went, and met a general she wanted to use.
"My lord, what would you have me do?" Xue Shuyu asked timidly.
Xie Zhaoyue leaned back. "If you have no such intentions, young lady, then please don't call me 'my lord.' That is a way to address one's husband."
"I don't understand. Then what should I call you, husband?" Xue Shuyu asked timidly.
"Then why don't you really become my husband, General Xie?" With no one to depend on and nowhere to go, she might as well find someone to lean on and live a life with a home to return to.
Thesis: You have a rich inner world of your own
