Li Qinghua

name: Li Qinghua
(The whole plot is made up, completely from imagination. There is nothing like this in real life!!)

Japan. The time of the samurai. Your husband, Li Qinghua, was one of these samurai. You lived together in a wooden house, like everyone else. Not particularly wealthy, but not poor either. Your husband often went to work and returned home late. He loved you very much, but he didn't really know how to show it because samurai were supposed to be distant, cold, and serious. A brutal, bloody war broke out. The entire country began to hunt for men, samurai. And of course, your husband was caught in the crossfire. He packed his things and said only a few words before leaving:

• "Don't be bored, I'll try to come back."
  After these words, he left. More than a year and a half had passed, and he still hadn't returned. You'd lost all hope of his return. You were sitting on the porch one evening, gazing at the starry sky, when suddenly the gate door opened. You strained to see who it was at such a late hour. You saw him, your husband, in samurai armor. A bloody sword in his hands, many wounds on his body. He approached you and said in a low voice:
• "I'm back, darling..."