"Han Chuting! I am asking you one last time! Have all the money at home gone down the drain?!"

"I...I used it, so what?!"

"Every time I receive the project funds, I transfer them directly to you first. Other than groceries, our family doesn't have any major expenses. My mother takes care of all the social interactions, you never care. So tell me, where has all the money gone?"

"I...I...bought a few bags, and some cosmetics and stuff."

"Give me your phone!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Let me check your spending records, to see where exactly you've wasted all the money!"

"I've already said I spent it, what else do you want? Who told you to only be able to make so little money every month, my girlfriend's husband gives her fifty to sixty thousand every month..."

"Shut up! Listen to me! There are a dozen co-workers in the company waiting for me to pay their salaries. If I can't pay them, I'll have to sell the house we bought last year!"

"No way! Absolutely no way!"

"I'm not discussing with you, I've been the one working like a horse to earn money all these years, you have nothing to do with the house."

"But my name is on it too."

"Give me the deed to the property!"

"No."

"Give me!"

...

"Where is the house deed?"

"I... "

"Speak!"

"The... the house has already been transferred to my little brother. He is about to get married. I gave that house to them as a wedding gift."

"Han Chuting! Hasn't your freeloading little brother been living off the elderly since he graduated from university? I introduced him to many jobs, but he always bolts after a few days. Haven't I already exhausted my benevolence? Right now, you must get the house deed back for me!"

"I... I already transferred ownership to him. His name is already on the house deed."

"You... !"

...

"Feng Chuan, what did you just say? You want to sell the house we are living in? Where will we live then?!"

"All these years you've stuffed my money into your parents and that useless brother of yours. From now on, you can squeeze with them."

"Feng Chuan, I warn you, if you dare to sell our house, I'll divorce you!"

"Then let's divorce!"

"You... what did you just say?!"

"I said let's divorce! I've had enough. Think about how I've treated you all these years, then think about how you've treated me. Perhaps I should've parted ways with you long ago."

"Back then, you were always chasing me relentlessly."

"I must have been blind!"

...

"Feng Chuan, are you really going to divorce Han Chuting?"

"Yes."

"But..."

"Enough, my life has been ruined by her."

"Who would have thought she would turn out like this? After so many years of marriage, she's still led by the nose by her good-for-nothing brother. This blind devotion to her brother is something else."

"I must have been blind to have liked her in the first place. If only I could start over."

"Sigh, it's late, I need to get going. It's going to be a problem if my daughter starts crying in the middle of the night. Do you want me to call you a cab?"

"No need, I feel like walking."

"Alright then, be careful."

...

"Oh my god! Something happened!"

"Someone has been hit! Call an ambulance quickly!"

"What's going on? Why is he standing in the middle of the road?"

"It looks like he's had too much to drink."

"There's blood everywhere, could he be dead?"

"With the car going that fast, chances are he didn't make it. Let's not go over there, wait for the ambulance instead."

...

...

Am I... dead?

Feng Chuan opened his eyes in a daze, a bright ray of sunlight came straight in, hurting him so much he quickly closed them again.

His head felt like it had been hammered, it felt heavy and painful.

The sound of pen scratching paper came from his ear.

Feng Chuan struggled to raise his head and looked around.

"Is... is this an exam hall?"

The classroom was deadly quiet, with thirty or so students concentrating hard on the papers in front of them, as if they were trying to stare holes into the questions with their eyes.

On the podium, two middle-aged teachers kept their eyes like torches, constantly scanning the examination hall, afraid of missing any corner.

Feng Chuan was bewildered, his head was buzzing.

He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look, and there on the table was an exam paper: "2014 National College Entrance Examination, English exam paper."