The premature death of her husband… Ling, at the bottom of her grief, had no idea that the gears of life were starting to spin wildly out of control. On the day of the funeral, Ling, who still couldn't accept her husband's death, clung to her mother-in-law Marina's chest as she conducted the funeral with composure and collapsed involuntarily. In Marina's eyes, which gently embraced such a Ling, was an obsessive love for her daughter-in-law that she had never shown on the surface while her son was alive. As the priest's sutras echoed through the house, the eternal drama of women's mourning training began…
