Frost on Porcelain and the Moon in the Building

Name: Frost on Porcelain and the Moon in the Building
Author: Yetangdu

by Yetangdu

completed Modern Romance Urban Life Female Lead

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26Kwords12chapters

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Ch. 12 — 馆成，婚期

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About This Novel

[Short story + complementary love between a cultural relic restorer and a tower demolition man] She is a "hands-on" person with a repair knife. She can't even see the cracks in the cultural relics. Even the glaze for repairing the porcelain has to be adjusted for three months. He is a "building demolition man" with a blaster. He can accurately calculate the collapse of an old building with an error of 0.1 Seconds, but he will secretly pick up a fragment of a house number as a bookmark. When they first met, she defended the wooden sculptures of the Republic of China and confronted him tit for tat. "What does someone who demolish a building know about integrity?" He retorted back with a cold face, "Keeping the dilapidated building is a blasphemy against time." The two of them are like two poles of a magnet, one glued together with the fragments of time, the other tearing down the past with his own hands. Even the smell of their bodies is incompatible. She is heavy with shellac and pine smoke ink, while he is cold with gunpowder smoke and anti-rust paint. Until the black market was attacked and she showed the blood stains to protect the Dunhuang fragments. He held the blasting controller in front of her, and the smell of gunpowder smoke mixed with the light of the silver lock around her neck, strangely blending together. When the old grudge between their ancestors turned against each other over a volume of the "Diamond Sutra" was revealed, they discovered that: what she kept was not "not broken", but to let time remember its original appearance; what he was looking for was not to tear down the "past", but to find a more stable destination for the things that should be left behind. Later, a "Time Restoration Museum" was built at the old site of Dechangli. The Song porcelain bowl she repaired and the fragments of the house number he left were placed side by side in the display cabinet. He knelt down on one knee and put a ring recast from broken silver locks on her hand: "I used to calculate the blasting angle, but now I want to calculate how much space should be left for your repair table in the future?"