[Not an inexperienced-couple story, multiple pairings, not a feel-good story, not reborn, not transmigration, with a focus on an ensemble of women.]
Shanghai was in turmoil in those days. The bustling splendor of its foreign concessions was like a garden viewed on a stroll, with a different scene at every step. Shops lined Fourth Avenue, surrounding the book houses and brothels in a lively bustle.
The shops in Shangren Lane lit their gas lamps. Rickshaws came and went, sedan chairs passed in and out, and the voices of the madams, maids, and helpers rose and fell. The night’s revelry had begun.
In this chaotic world, people spin like leaves in the autumn wind, their fates rising and falling beyond their control. What secrets lie behind the glittering facade, and where will everyone’s paths lead?
The sorrow and heartbreak of a lifetime melt into a pool of hazy yellow moonlight, following their shadows night after night.
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