This is the scene that Su Wantang saw when she came out wearing her clothes.

Liu Fen stood in the center of the courtyard like a soulless sculpture, her clothes dripping wet, quickly soaking the ground beneath her feet. Her hair clung to her face, her complexion was frighteningly pale, and her eyes were as empty as two black holes, devoid of any light.

"Sister-in-law Liu Fen!" Su Wantang exclaimed and quickly stepped forward to support her swaying body.

It was icy cold to the touch, like touching a block of ice.

"Quick, help her in!" Su Wantang's voice trembled with anxiety.

Without saying a word, Lu Linchuan stepped forward, picked up the already dazed Liu Fen, and quickly walked into the guest room.

The couple worked together to find clean clothes and boil water, finally managing to help Liu Fen catch her breath. Su Wantang gave her a large cup of piping hot brown sugar ginger tea and wrapped her tightly in a thick blanket. Only then did her body stop trembling so violently, and her lips gradually regained some color.

"What exactly happened?" Su Wantang sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the bruise on her forehead, and asked with heartache.

Liu Fen's gaze darted around the room blankly before finally settling on Su Wantang's anxious face. The string that had been taut all night finally snapped with a "snap".

She burst into tears, crying her heart out, as if she wanted to let out all the grievances, pain, and despair of the past five years along with her tears.

She recounted everything that had happened the night before, haltingly. From Liu Jianjun's drunkenness, to the book she treasured being thrown into the stove, to the words that broke her heart, "If we get divorced, you won't even be able to eat," and finally, "If you leave, don't ever come back."

"Tang-meizi...the book is gone..." She cried like a child, clutching Su Wantang's hand, repeatedly murmuring, "He burned it...my last hope...is gone..."

Su Wantang felt a sharp pain in her heart as she listened. She gripped Liu Fen's cold hand tightly and said firmly, "The book is gone, but the person is still here! Sister-in-law Liu Fen, listen to me, what he can't burn is the knowledge you've already memorized!"

She looked at Liu Fen with a firm and powerful gaze: "It's just a book, isn't it? I have more here! As long as you want to learn, I'll keep finding more for you!"

She paused for a moment, then made a decision: "You stay here with me for now. Use this guest room for now. Once you've recovered, we'll think about the future."

"But this is really too much trouble for you..." Liu Fen's eyes were filled with tears.

"What's the trouble?" Su Wantang shook her head. She was really afraid that Liu Fen would be in dire straits, and she was willing to help if she could.

"The books are burned, but the knowledge remains in your mind. Your hands are yours, and your skills are yours." Su Wantang looked into her eyes and said clearly, word by word, "From now on, you are not living for others, but for yourself and Nannan. Strive to build a future, stroke by stroke. Write down everything you have read. We will rewrite what was burned!"

“Write it back…” Liu Fen stroked the brand-new notebook, her fingertips trembling.

These five words, like a thunderclap, cleaved through the chaos in her heart.

Yes, books can be burned, but what's etched in her mind can't be taken away by anyone. She can reclaim the destroyed hope, stroke by stroke, with her own hands!