The empty house no longer held the figure or voice of his wife, and Yang Ming's heart plummeted to the depths of despair. The excruciating pain throughout the day made it difficult for him to breathe several times.
Just a few days ago, they were still so sweet to each other, yet they had to face the pain of separation so soon, which left Yang Ming in a state of depression for a long time.
Suddenly, Yang Ming lifted his head, his vacant eyes becoming clear. He realized that even if his wife was taken away, even if she was going to die, he had to go to her, to be by her side, and nobody could strip away his right as her husband.
In his haste, he walked towards the door, but as soon as his hand touched the doorknob, it retracted.
He remembered that his wife had brought over her clothes from her maiden home, and since she had gone back, she would have nothing to change into. He decided to bring her a few outfits.
