When Zhang Yichen rushed to the hospital from home as quickly as he could, he found his wife curled up on the bed, trembling. He did not understand why his wife had suddenly become so timid, and he didn't know when he could make her return to her usual self. As a husband, what had he done to make his wife become like this, yet he could only stand by, helpless, feeling truly like a failure.
Sometimes, he couldn't help but wonder in the depths of his heart if things would have ended more perfectly if he had spent more time with her. Would he not have suffered the repeated torment from his own family, and would his wife have been able to live a normal life without this current misery?
