Having strived in the big city for five years, I only wanted to have a stable little home. The wife carefully avoided home-buying hidden dangers, but the husband privately mortgaged their only housing, borrowing 800,000 to invest in a risky project. Behind years of frugal days hides a secret concealed by the person beside the pillow for a whole year. The most hurtful thing in marriage is never poverty, but one party making arbitrary decisions, placing the shared future of both in an uncertain plight.