She remembered in her dream, when so many people were surrounding her, gossiping and chattering, Nan Sichen came just like every other time before. At her most embarrassed, when she needed him the most, he appeared just in time, rescuing her from the jaws of those vicious wolves.
Suddenly, she recalled a movie she had watched called "Journey to the West," in which Fairy Zi Xia had a line, "My ideal man is a great hero. I knew that one day he would appear under the gaze of a multitude, clad in golden armor and riding on the seven-colored clouds to marry me, but although I guessed the beginning, I failed to predict the ending."
Indeed, he had married her when she was at her lowest, like a hero, standing alone with his sword, lying drunk on the battlefield, ordering his troops, yet he discarded his sword and shield for her, bestowing all tenderness and affection on her alone.
They were supposed to have a happy ending. So why had it turned out like this?
